well ... I just wrote this shit tonight ... and I wanted to post it ... I know it doesn't make any sense ... but here it goes ...
Here I am in the middle of an unknown forest
In the silence of the day that open arms to the night
while the crows of death fly to the forgotten land
Walking over a path of blood of Ancient Masters
onto the altars of stone
sacrifying old love songs
The swords shine before the eye of the moon fire
stabing the petals of the roses of your dead dreams
the pale and cold hands
of the children of night
dance between the shadows of light
She comes to play what she likes...
dance over sharp blades
while I drink a cup of wine
beheading childs ... screams ... buried in the graveyard ...