Theatres Des Vampires Welcome To Macabria
The thoughts, they slide hanging between the past, that
has coiled my body with long
heavy chains, and the future that doesn't belong to me
and that sinks more and more
into oblivion.
Flashes of certainties rip from the sky of non-existence
while tall flames burn down
my sighs.
I'm lost in the madness of this darkness... Of this
perversion.
A sharp dream that makes my soul bleed...