In perplexed dementia, where sanity is my vanity
With honour bear
A mental inner vortex
As possessions through a wolf's eye
Envisioning the
When the ghastly mourners awakens from sleep,
and the volant funeral
"In the shadows of my gallow,
I'd rather absent the hallow."
(For)
In massing darkness we stand united,
raging above inferior sheeps.
A convoy
Glowing eyes, staring eyes
Manifest of evil presence
With entities
With hearts of midnight, brightened by His infernal light
We stand
Passenger on confessional course
Unlock with the key you behold within
Repair
Erotic and dreamlike still in its mortal disguise
A passionate ritual
Unfolding her carnal desires to me;
with temting eyes she does
