Just the dusk Neverending Boundless dusk the only stance of this world the only light in this darkness a man with a torch and I witness terror in his blank eyes Wires in my head all messed up and screwed Understanding of being alive just fades whirring noises in my head wind is howling in the godforsaken castle halls rusted swords and armour covered in dust hellish lust burns with fevor My sacred past The desperation now is stalking me Like I stalk you at the parking lot To strangle like a foul pig Nothing is a more sincere depiciton of my passion then a knife raping your fucking face in a bloody mess I will cut open every single piece of you The skies will lend your tears at my gory throne of lust The story tells of a man with a sword and he indeed did cut the fell wyrms head of but he was poisoned soaked in its filthy black blood Now tormenting his heart It burns like razors Stucked in your skin The demonic ugly mass has sucked me in He is watching over me He is wathcing over me He is watching over me