I embrace your Death.
I embrace your Skull as the worms will embrace your flesh...
Mask Of The Red Death.
Sometimes, I have no idea if I belong to the living or the dead.
''I shattered all the mirrors fearfully hoping
That they won't be able to remember my face.''.
''I shattered all the mirrors fearfully hoping
That they won't be able to remember my face.''.
Man! Inexorably you come to me...
Let me tell you about the beauty of the Death...
Alone (The Innocence Of Devils).
This place is cold, blindly she can feel the dead wind...
So she is afraid of all the dwellers of the dark
in their blindness they will never understand
the tempting gift of sight.
in their blindness they will never understand
the tempting gift of sight.
And finally end, she fades like the smoke...
