White rose perfume go with thee
on thy way unto
Alchemist of sorrow
I am Midas in reverse, my gold has
Frozen land mesmerised by her arcane mystery
Goddess of the underworld
Whhoooaaa!
Your face, the furnace of my soul
The endless lies that
She walks under the moon, into the valley of fire
Astral
I got those midnight circles
And I pray deceived
Ooh how I
Evilution - Minds on the production line
Imagination drenched - within
Black robed avenger
Rides upon a white horse through my mind
In
Waning autumn, winter blue
Tonight we dance in praise of you
Oh
A funeral moves. Under the cloak of night
Captain Clegg and
Ride with me on a shooting star
Through galaxies of death
Born in the casket of society's decay
On your knees to