An Orchid In My Belfry (Nocturnal Call Part 2)      [music: Abate, lyrics: Blachier]      the stained glass windows as a philter reveal me veiled wisdom   through the icons once carved in blood I drawn secret visions of mankind   an occult light hidden by centuries of sorrow will shine again in my church      fear, hatred   torment, these are the foundations of my night   etrenal, moonless   colder than a death of thousand years in heaven      stars as my swans darken the hollow sky of your life   I'm a conqueror of kind that will never die   for hate in mankind will never wither   as the blue fire of my dreams which once turned black is burning again      hell, sin   just words I swear I'll apply   heaven, or god   satan they are just foolish illusions      oh, I believe in my soul   no one will reject my spirit once again   as my shadow spreads its eerie gaters   and transcend my revenge      listen, listen to this prelude to your infernal journey   touch the thorns of my bloodmade crown   feel the pleasure of sadistic remembraces...   « more than anything, I pray to quit this embodied earth,   never again shall I live with this burden over my flesh »   all their souls just can't reach nothing, for I refuse love to set my    life...   the pillars of my faith are made of a stone which some call heart      now, yester, tomorrow, time is not my ally but suicide helps my church to    grow.   (help me, help me, help me, save me)   among this penumbral light there's still a glowing ember, there is this    light   I can touch this orchid, I can feel it, I could...      and I have achieved my masterpiece   a psychotic palace of banished   remembraces, vanished in a desolate breath   I contemplate this unfertile fields that are mine...      preacher, sinner   dreamer that takes possession of time   father and son   gathered in one soul   forever at one as the firing candle in the dark   but who loves me ?      will I never be this one again ?..