All of this is going to make you freak. So prepare...
Somewhere deep amid the scenic solitude. All alone...
Lethe is one of the rivers that separate Hades...
Acheron - the river of woe...
The angel burns…
Her petal-white skin...
In The Dark Of Night
I Fly Through The Trees...
As rain pours down on me, and the darkness seems...
Instead, a tall, shadowy figure chased me to this...
The body was cast into a room along the wall,
where few people could hear its call...
The sorrow of these puppets...
All confined in wooden cadavers...
What's it like to bathe in a
Young women's blood...
I was a huntress, a woman with a deadly aim,
but now I am just an evil shame...
In bed I lay
cozy and warm...
So I sang my song
of lament and fear...
Rain falls from the sky
The angels cry...