Paradise Belongs To You

Find your wasteland sharp and cold beyond the doors of fear and love. Seek the rose - her tiny leaves - climbing up the walls. Even her life is taken by winter's night. When he breathe upon her neck. Look at her, as she smiles of death - her body gra

The Fall Of Nakkiel (Nakkiel Has Fallen) The moon cries - her tears of light fall upon the thirsty grass. To welcome our feet - dancing on this sacred ground. Earth licks her dayburnt wounds - pouring out the sweetest dew, feeding our hungry eyes wit