The brown pearl of bliss
In this wolf's lair abyss
Dignity
Fear is a token
And, in this darkness
It never rests
My body
One is the Axis
Anonymous in glory
Love is now empty
And incomplete
Strike
A young man. He has returned to his place of
With your hair of flaming Roses
Your kiss - Medusa's touch
Turn
I'd like to be the one
Who makes mothers cry
I'd like
Hide from the sun
Life, an icy tear
Rivers of blood
Serenade my
But we desecrate at a touch!
And touch defiles
Afloat on the
Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love
Hold a knife,
