In the chilly mist I stand petrified by her eyes dark but blazing eyes of endless night her velvet veil in silver grey shining through glistening tears
The day after the night before Remember nothing as I face the floor Pounding headache, a smell of death I guess it must be my own breath Remember girls
[The Chief Magistrate - A Meeting Between the Condemned] Blackened skies, dark harmonies Sombre tunes, grey melodies A throne of gold (platinized bones
In the secret doctrine I have read From the creation And its manifoldness has sprung And that the hord of evil is not dead And that armageddon already
In nomansland between heaven and hell Madness is chanting my name Thousand souls erratic in life Chained in no place berawed their heaven Out of tune
I have been in tomorrow there was not much to see I was the only one cause no one else could be Well time was there as an insult to the watch he is the
Give us back the glory we once had In his court of Camelot The knights of the round table To lead the Britains Is his life and prophecy Deceived by Morgana Lefay
What's beyond the chamber mirror The evening coloured secret window Is there just an inverted picture of This room's reality I have witnessed tiny little
Forty tons of armored death Still is rolling Onward through their trenches Damnation bell is tolling A war without survivors Destruction is in hand Morbid
Do they listen to what you say do you care about decisions they make do you want them to rule the game they decide and you have to obey They rule the
[The Chief Magistrate - A Message from Beyond] Child of life, hear me cry I'm calling from the other side On forgotten waves, beyond my grave I send
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[The Chief Magistrate - The Testimony of a Condemned Man] Oh, my dear beloved Anne I write you in blood From my wounded finger nails In my cell, in gods
In the darkness I see her shadow As a lonely sad silhouette I'm remorseful but my pride still Is too strong to accept my regrets I sit in silence crouched
Have I seen all there is to see? Or is there more left to be? The deepest of thoughts The fantasies, the neverending Harmonies Here I am, locked in reality
[Dedicated to Jens Roos 1978-1986] Why? Taken away and gone forever cry I will always remember you If I could turn back time and make a new tomorrow
There's a woman causing shame To sacred thoughts she holds The chalice with every man`s sin Her alabaster skin is covered With purple and gold There