[Me:]
White one said to me how thin my life supposed to be
Gray one called it delusion
White one said that I suffer from a doomed disease
Black one called it salvation and sin
White Gray Black spinners of this vulgar fate
The thread of life is not broken yet
I defy you to rewrite your lines
Redefine my part, rearrange all this play
Why me?
Why me?
Why?
[Beautiful enough, Moon arises.]
[Me:]
Why, sister Moon?
Why do paint my fate so gray?
Why, Three-in-one?
Do reduce me to this play?
[Moon invites witches.]
[Me:]
Vida!
Vida Trэgica!
[Witchat:]
Mэtica Lэgica Qu'ntica Trэgica
Pэrfida Sэrdida Pэtrida Trэgica
Mэgica Cэtica Cэnica Trэgica
Lэpida Lэvida Lэdica Trэgica
Germinal Terminal
1 | Deus Lhe Pague |
2 | Empty Cradle |
3 | Sweet Lullaby |
4 | The Silent King |
5 | Undrying Tears |
6 | Envy |
7 | Dying Pantheon |
8 | Across The Desert |
9 | Terminal Christ |