[instrumental]
Black Power open the graves,
Death is my killing slave.
Rising souls
Question all without regard
an empty ringing breaks the silence.
A voice
[Instrumental]
[a) Solitude]
[b) Contemplation]
Six feet under, six feet deep,
beneath your feet is where
Sometimes I feel like live in the gallery of empty
[Intro]
No mind is clear dark freak,
now in my presence Demons
You're killing the night with golden
knife getting in to our
[Instrumental]
Once a long time ago they lived
somewhere...
I'm drawing back the
Darkling escape, uncanny
Velvet haze, silence
Whisper of invisibles
Forgotten me
Mystic sky and mystic earth
this is my inner world
world without
My eyes trace the horizon,
winter brings another death to a
Supernatural evolution,
creatung a new form of man,
Power of illusion
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