Ecliptic Sunset - My Haunted Nature

Wisdom of flame, shapes of faces
crawling an unfaithful existence
emptiness through the glass
deepest darkness for the slaves
and the glorious black sun lights on me
sculpting my name with blood.


A bloodline it’s drawing my way
symbols from the past
old passages, devoured by ogres
And I keep following
Until my deepest sea is awaken.


I hold the torch and the knife of Orpheus
…and the will of destruction
I have seen the equation before the door
eyes of the past are frozen
they’re weak and useless
only the clock of emblems
knows the night and day.


Waste lands are calling
but I’m distant and stronger
I disappear like a scorpion
words from the forgotten serpent
ashes and flames.


I see the broken arrows
arising horns and weapons
labyrinths made of stone
lades me to understand
that nothing really ends…