...It was not long ago when I had fallen from this mortal world, lost in dream flight to pierce the horizon as a bird... Is this life the pillor I
The shallow voice of the wind cries between these ebony wings The shallow cries of the wind sing a swansong for mankind Shine on morning skyfire
Kiss me coldly and drain this life from my lips Let the cold blood flow on it's own... Kiss me coldly and fall away from the soul Long forgotten...
...Blood on my hands... I walked in the shadows 'neth an azure midnight sky I walked in the shadows to abscond a life not my own I walked in the
It was when I realized that life has no meaning no purpose, no quarry ...no answeres... And all the dreary night that had befallen across the
It was in this haunted place under a moonless cloak of ebony I was drawn to the glow of a young spiritess weeping in the woods The blackest ravens