viernes, 8 de noviembre de 2013

Oscuros senderos


In the cold twilight I stand
Watching the rise of the moon
In my deep dreaming eyes
The reflection shines so clear
With the burning eyes of a wolf
The moonscape I behold
I can hear the souls astray
Whisper from the shadows

Oh, beutiful night
Thou art my mistress
Enshrouded in thy mysticism
Forever I will be
Enwrapped in the darkness
I wander across the fields
Of this haunted land in solitude
Enlightened by the moon

I am eternal, a life immoral in darkness
Alone I have wandered in the mysteries eternal

In my dreams
I spread my wings
Oh, the winds are calling
My cursed name
In tranquillity
I fly into eternity
The silence is broken
By my screams

Oh, mysterious night, thou art my silent mistress
Make me once more one with the dark
Like a black raven, I fly across the haunted fields

bathym

miércoles, 6 de noviembre de 2013

Niebla


Every time this year
this dark fog will appear
up from the tombs it comes
to take one more life that
can be near.
In the middle of transylvania
All natural life has for a long
time ago gone, it's thin and so
beautyful but also so dark and
mysterious.
Once again the priest is messing
may the god bless us all.
The fog is here again
that'll complete this funeral.
From a place empty of life.
Only dead trees are growing hear
as it comes from a far
Only dead trees are growing hear
............Funeral Fog
bathym

lunes, 4 de noviembre de 2013

El Resplandor



I just cannot cope with it anymore
Something is missing
My old faith is dead
I know you want some more force-fed hatred
And I'm gonna fill you up with a kiss

I found my redemption
I'm OD'd and there is no more entertainment
I found my redemption
And now the scene is so utterly dead

I failed
You won
My sin was pride
Excuse me my friends
I have to cast all aside

I have to clean up
Face the serpent's eyes
My life has been so deadly fake
Guess it is a fine day to bow out with grace
And at least angels are fading away

bathym