…tower Poison in the rage of poseidon That chooses the hiding forsaken My twilight is the greatest of songs Blessed in the end of night Moonbeam her blessing the symphony of greed Sleeping of the cadence falls The sea…

…Leave me alone, i dont need you and your friends, i dont know the, I dont need their face, you love your life, do the same, i am too tired of the whole thing, you have played yourself, out of the hole came. You all…

…pain For the love of world, I write these words, Knowing well what we have done She is all I know Pure and full of soul I have found the Land of Glory Her love is hard but just, Still we yearn for lust In the end I'll make you burn She knows Pure souls Heart of Land of Glory Love hard Lost us I will make you burn Burn!…

…They drank all booze They stole and killed Fields and flames and Families without homes Men with their golden swords Horses' armoured heads Iron harassed hard Blades of weapons slashed In silence the village lie down…

…the housedoors. Playing like a new Napoleon. Its hard to get a rid of narsism, it gets so far into the skin and soul, that you can ease it in nights, at bars to get some feeling of hedomism. I call it human kind of fundalism. The soul without a heart.…

…the people, so you play, its never anything else, material damages, always humans and their pain, you see it in their faces, how they enjoy of it, like in tarantino movies, you like to control situation, more damage the…

…Next In line In yuor face tragn of the lost…