in your shoulders I hold you and it is silence I see black I eat into the darkness I'm buried in you while you disappear. I stare blind and see a darkness
deep beneath earth's face mother of all, do return and and free us from this agony far went the plea, away above the sun and light, where in darkness
I awake and it is morning I breathe and it is wind I stand up and it is sunrise I wander and it is clouds moving I drink and it is rivers flowing I walk
and silently the night now shows me it's oh so absolute form but soon comes down scratching the monolith black as slowly spreads the story's meaning in me as
to surround me and bring me back but still I feel the chillful breath between the columns of the heat. And I see the darkness blue and black the eye
late year's forest In times when slouds and trees stand empty Nine thousand wolves are gathered in the snow To raise a long and greyish howl. Ebony black
A grey December day in the cemetary he is standing at her gravestone and he is reading the golden epitaph lost in rememberance...once more. Her beauty
So flee this place oh wanderer as soon as you have read this words Never were this brothers wich are bruined here meant to live so soon the earth the
keep on grinding cause in every dark cloud theres a silver lining I know... yeah, yeah... yeah see... Right now we just riding on love And shine in the dark
of confusion My vision is blurred The aroma of the marijuana The black of the smoke changing into black clouds Deep down in the dungeons My darkness
return Blacker than darkness Blacker than darkness A packy foggy fullmoon night Into darkness rides Under the horned goa tmoon As dark as black rivers
the clouds Memories of cold days and lightning returns A foggy fullmoon night Into darkness ride Under the horned goatmoon As dark as black rivers at
plains the lost feast Whose shimmering teeth are marking the passing of time A cloud falls; a bird shivers and sings, its beak stained with night Pure gold: the dark is waiting, the darkness
your scarlet and you knew my name Step to the veranda under the wisteria in the mysterious November Dancing as if with death or fate to the moon black
what that means It's the black clouds over your head (Oh the black clouds) It's the monsters under your bed (No it's the monsters) As tragic as this
the splendid flagship of the Imperium's navies) Gazing at moon-gleam dancing on the vast, dark sea... (And in my mind I behold) black crystals gleaming
