Crystal Darkness
Ascend Saturnine Nebulae
1. The Marble Statue on Thy Holy Soil
Inside this forlorn chapel
Oh how sweet is my grief
I stare at the heavens
Waiting for an angel to take me
Isn't thy mercy like the beautiful sunshine
After a cold December dawn
Or is it like a fluid substance
Untouchable to caress
With our sensitive lips
For ages we are building monuments in the air
We are the architects of our wishes
Constructing the palaces we have never seen
But isn't all our blood
Flowing from the marble statue on thy holy soil
Don't we all dream of the Sistine chapel
Can't thou lead us to the garden of Eden
Could thou comfort us
Or do thou leave us in our misery
For how long do we have to suffer from this pain
When will we smell the roses on our grave
In how many rivers of pain do we have to bathe
2. In Midst Eternal Snow
"I see his blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of his eyes
His body gleams in midst eternal snow
His tears fall from the skies
All pathways by his feet are worn
His strong heart stirs the ever beating sea
His crown of thorns entwined with every thorn
His cross is every tree"
I saw her standing there
Under a weeping moon
It's among all those silver stars
Each one a lonely tear
I would smile if I could hold your dove
But I only feel those mournful skies
That do haunt there above
I feel that you are bleeding
And I know there is some pity
So would you (for one last time)
Dance with me
3. Awaiting Silence over Midwinter Gardens
This is a time I am not sure
About the things you never said
Broken smiles on broken windows
For the lifes that never met
The memories are left and can't be taken
Passion under the moon
The rain couldn't wash the love away
We said goodbye to every star
With every word a kiss
Lust in closing daylight
Hearts locked forever
I laid bleeding in bare skin, thinking
I sinned it therefore became me
Even when the moon is betrayed by the dark
Still we will remain shining in passion
4. Thousands of Flies on Her Pale Body
As I stand here now
I stand here so alone
My eyes are filled with tears
We believed we had it all in our hands
But oh so little we have now
So cold the lachrymal fluid blaming me
Never will we see the horizon again
We're lost in this so deep
Submerged wasteland
It's sad the way she tries to tender me
Her eyes are filled with tears
Our only remembrance emotional ecstasy
Now thousands of flies on her pale body
How we loved it
Her sweet smelling grass we once laid in
In our coldest mornings we used to smile
Being able to open theatre curtains
And enjoying the diamond winterfields
We were watching
But it all had an end
Let's take the serpentine windings
To the end of the wasteland
We're lost in winterfields of pain
Only rivers they have no end
Now even the snow it makes us blind
Will this passion sermon
Ever stop again
5. Mirthless Romanesqye Sculpture
Leucothea will you be mine tonight
Make me write the words I can not find
This night I am the moonless one
And it hurts...
It hurts so deep inside
This night...
A night too bright for the moon to shine
Not black...
Black are the tears dripping down
From the eyes of mine
Please be mine tonight
Please shine for me this night
And I still wander
In this with high walls surrounded garden
How I wish to see the moon
I know she is waiting to take me in a trance
The alder tree how alone she stands
Her arms reached out to the violet sky
How she desires that once the moon
Will be my guide
6. The Bitter Taste of Tears Runs Dry
Undefinable to those they fall on
Nor will it ever end in the remembrance
Of one who has tasted the bitter
As again sweet moist
While it never is wanted once more
Men are eager to taste it again
7. A Feast Among Flowers
Oh adorable beauty
In an odoriferous meadow I saw you dance
With emerald grass caressing your feet
But your emotions made these orchids bleed
You made them bleed
You held a rose
Its thorns nailed in your hands
Did you feel my desire to be in your arms
Lay yourself close against me
Let your tears melt into chastity
There is much more to comfort for
So caress and embrace me with your pity
Feed me with a romance
Why still hunger for a feast among flowers
Let this be the perfect performance of a tragedy
I will pull you away from these demons
You don't have to drown like Sappho
But would you declaim to me a love poem
You held a rose
Its thorns nailed in your hands
Did you feel my desire to be those thorns
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