The Black Waltz

With Terminal Intensity A child was born into this world With great emotion he was loved The evil seed slept in his body Spreading its roots before the glory The hell was risen when he was twelve The squeeze of the trigger was a move he did well So h

Mindrust In the eyes of the Watcher the gleam of flames Reflecting pictures of the years gone by Time makes no difference the sleep won't come And tomorrows daylight is hiding around This lonely mind, eyes still awake Taking a swig now and then Pokin

Life -Black and White Without the red in my eyes Smile -toothless grin Before the king is inside me I want to believe to the power higher than we know But the scene is getting darker in everything I own So I will dive into dreamworld and clear everyt

The Black Waltz And she walks her way so treatled Leads away from the bless she's earned Gone away the meaning Before the day against the morning Down the path of the blind souls she walks Through the dreams of mystery Tryin' to reach the touch of hu

A condemned man in a prison cell charged with a crime he has done He draws a picture on the wall a symbol of victory He clothed peoples thoughts in words declared peace and liberty The iron fist clenching his throat depriving humanity A political pri

Wasting feeling breeding inside me A shadow of something crawling behind me And I´m pretending there´s nothing in there But hearing those whispers makes me to believe Here -I lay in my bed tasting bitter sweet Smell -In my breathe reminding smell of

And life goes on with harmony Day after day those same routines And lifetime filled with happiness The most greatest joy [Pre-chorus:] So great is the sea so small your boat But you don´t know if you don´t row And so great is the sky above your blue

The Groan of Wind The groan of wind a hiding deadly disease A killer that hides in the wind And cannot be seen A powerful enemy a threat that truly exists By a hair hung our lives We see that but we're blind Ever-transforming, reproductive, worldwide

To the Gallows Waken by the scream of a buzzard Sending cold shivers down his back Now across the barren desert gallops a horse The only thing alive maintaining hope soon the steps will slow and horse ends up dead The rider's hope now gone too tired