Seven Points Of Darkness Beyond The Mountains And The Ruins I Will Come For You Across The Fields Of Rage And Yearning With Power In My Hand I Will Return
you From Seven points of Darkness beyond the mountains and the ruins I will come for you Across the Fields of Rage and Yearning with Power in my hand
like a stone i drop through the breaking storm up through the star-filled sky i soar still more, i want more left out in the cold and in fever's grip
these corridors And silence her shrill, tormenting voice . . .forever. . . Like snowfall, you cried a silent storm No tears stain this dust in my hands
isolation A new storm is brewing Ritualist! Shedding the old skin Ritualist! Procreating new sin Ritualist! Incubation and isolation Ritualist! A new storm
blinded baby Why can't I see you tonight And the warmth of your smile starts a-burnin' And the thrill of your touch gives me fright And I'm shaking so much, really yearning
to the ground And the storm that I thought would blow over Clouds the light of the love that I found Now my body is starting to quiver And the palms of my hands
Sometimes hard to find Like a rainbow. Well, she's lost all her glory, And could tell you some stories that we all need to know. And there's too many hands
black arise This fear now bleeds the storm, like flames engulfed in darkness Passing days of despair restless in these hours of suffering These sharps claws of death yearn
Strong yearning for bright red blood Suffering is close at hand You cannot hide the truth no more Banished forever from life Vengeance like a bolt of lightning Storming
I wanna kiss you in Paris I wanna hold your hand in Rome I wanna run naked in a rainstorm Make love in a train cross-country You put this in me So now
of the future, take my fire and release your flame And so I leave this world, never to return My candle has been burned, for deliverance I yearn Time