Yearning Bleeding For Sinful Crown
Unreal is grip of this dream Calling out for truth Mirage that they call life Hovering in you EWngulfed in caress of night And sigh of the dead Cold rain covers the deeds That once were done Virtues have withered now Beside the sinful crown No need to ask for more After the Babylon The smile in angels face Will turn to grimace At sea of decay Some have basked in haze You may question your life And ask me reason why But I can tell you Nothing is true Let's die together...
