• Chaos wraps its claws around the blackened heart
    of beauty, making scars of sickening desires,
    Desires full of hazy lies, decrepit souls of the accursed
    covered in the wounds of war that never
    forget, it's a dull cold night with a full moon it
    stares wickedly into the desires who lurk in
    the shadows to hide from it.

    Shadows grab the heart of chaos to resurrect
    shadows of infinity, that claim ignorance as does
    mankind thinking it will all go away, but when it all
    come down on them they choose another version of truth,
    which could be the truth or a lie,
    it depends on the person telling them.

    The shattered past bleeds for the truth
    by words of confusion, the beckoning call
    of the flames claim the souls of desires
    and devour them to progress their inner sorrow,
    you are caught in the shadows of time,
    now there's nothing but a decaying memory.

    Shadows of time blacken the heart of
    twilight to taint the purity of unperfected
    beauty that paralyses the mind;
    it takes the long road to ruin that intertwines
    with the other doomed souls.