Samael Moonskin
(En)chained to a shadow of the past he walks the path of life following the same quest, like a ghost silly lover, silly romance, how pathetic! Constant, permanent disenchantment She will be called Moonskin and she will have the beauty of the marble hair dancing like flames around her snow-white shape (En)chained to the Venus spell he left the reason behind defiling the garden forcing the passage going to the bottom to steal the end to shake death's hand Once again illusion fades away, once again he's falling as the milky stream of life goes dying She was called Moonskin now she's no more but a round bright sphere in his night floating in a timeless place (En)chained to a shadow of the past he walks the path of life carrying that old story like a cross on which he will, on which he may nail another star...
