the creation of thoughts a process which never ends our life guided by an idea a construction of a plan in the end just a goal soon clearance reaches my mind the stone rolled up the hill one inch to... failed
In the Labyrinth of life The individual in it's hive all that remains just an illusion in the end what stays, confusion
A quest entrailed by a god, a task with no solution nobody realized that's that core of our life an aim can be reached but our live consists of many every aim is it worth, the final goal is an illusion a plan creeps in my mind walls of logic are destroyed feelings (are) starting to rule my life a life of another kind reason should give the guiding line the senses are the other side none of them should be dominat the balance could be mine
In the Labyrinth of life The individual in it's hive all that remains just an illusion in the end what stays, confusion
A quest entrailed by a god, a task with no solution nobody realized that's that core of our life an aim can be reached but our live consists of many every aim is it worth, the final goal is an illusion
2. Thy Curse
in the beauty of your eyes unblanked your deceit lurks the point were my mercy dies I'm sure my spell it works
curse, curse, cursed you are if it's jealousy, I don't care curse, curse, cursed you are are you suffering? I don't care curse, curse, cursed you are I execrate you, I swear curse, curse, cursed you are no love left you can share
Your emotions I desecrate I bring you to your lunacy perdition will be your fate I leave you in agony
curse, curse, cursed you are if it's jealousy, I don't care curse, curse, cursed you are are you suffering? I don't care curse, curse, cursed you are I execrate you, I swear curse, curse, cursed you are no love left you can share
3. Elisabetha
"Elisabetha.... Elisabetha.... This is the tale of The Blood Countess of Transylvania 15 years old she realized her true ambitions, inflicting pain soon carnal desires called for their fullfillment black magic was the key after becoming romantically involved with a black-clad stranger her mouth showed telltale signs of blood for the first time."
Come to me my sweet young gal I need your service for my joy follow me to your little hell nothing to scare or annoy come through this gate see my toys they are your fate welcome to my torture chamber this will be your dismember I'll take the liquid out of you your virgin blood will be mine Black Magic is what I master My Darkness is that what will shine My beauty will stop to face for my ointment you are the source The shrivelled skin will disappear my beauty returns with my force
"Elisabetha... you are the countries course your cruelty is divine of calls upon the gods my course is that I can't kill you you will be prisioned for eternity."
you trapped me in this rotting cage my blood burns for revenge I'll bring your pain to another stage I'll raise myself to your bench you won't flee my magic grip your heart will be what I rip I'll grab your spirit out of you annihilation that's what I'll do I'll take the liquid out of you your virgin blood will be mine Black Magic is what I master My Darkness is that what will shine My beauty will stop to face for my ointment you are the source The shrivelled skin will disappear my beauty returns with my force
4. Crucible
Mankind's nature isn't free decisions for a greater will guidelines for hypocrisy fate just another mighty thrill
In this core of our mind our highest aim is just control we are nothing more than blind cruelty the protocol
freedom of mind a desireable state a humans spirit reaching the borders a will spreading until the gate a limit just built up by orders
[Chorus:] witchcraft the scourge of hell it's your trial it's your crucible your freedom adoreable the trial it's your crucible the crucible the scourge of hell cast upon us the bibles curse free will condemned like a sin of death the churchs cage, all became worse the religious fire stole our breath
witchcraft the scourge of hell it's your trial it's your crucible your freedom adoreable the trial it's your crucible the crucible the scourge of hell
5. Twist In My Sobriety
All God's children need travelling shoes Drive your problems from here All good people read good books Now your conscience is clear I hear you talk girl Now your conscience is clear
In the morning I wipe my brow Wipe the miles away I like to think I can be so willed And never do what you say I'll never hear you And never do what you say
Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety
We just poked a little pie For the fun people had at night Late at night don't need hostility The timid smile and pause to free
I don't care about their different thoughts Different thoughts are good for me Up in arms and chaste and whole All God's children took their toll
Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety
Cup of tea, take time to think, yea Time to risk a life, a life, a life Sweet and handsome Soft and porky You pig out 'til you've seen the light Pig out 'til you've seen the light
Half the people read the papers Read them good and well Pretty people, nervous people People have got to sell News you have to sell
Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety
