Nothing Achieving
(Blissmaster's Ball in the Hall of Twilight) opus 36, Bb-minor
And the visionary paints
black on black grey on grey
it's sad farewell and chronos won't wait
never to return to your dustbound shrine
all that you gathered buys you no time
spirit of unrest fear of the sublime
grave mystery of mortal's life
in the end will the spirit ever rise?
If freedom becomes your dungeon
reach deep within yourself
for the soul of hidden erotic
to set self recklessly free
for who's right and who's wrong
in a merry-go-round of passion
in the House of Truth an
And the visionary paints
black on black grey on grey
it's sad farewell and chronos won't wait
never to return to your dustbound shrine
all that you gathered buys you no time
spirit of unrest fear of the sublime
grave mystery of mortal's life
in the end will the spirit ever rise?
If freedom becomes your dungeon
reach deep within yourself
for the soul of hidden erotic
to set self recklessly free
for who's right and who's wrong
in a merry-go-round of passion
in the House of Truth an
Let Forever Be
And how does it feel like to wake up in the sun,
And how does it feel like to shine on everyone,
How does it feel like to let forever be,
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime
sitting in the gutter screaming symphony
How does it feel like to sail in on the breeze,
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime
sitting in the gutter screaming symphony
And how does it feel like to make it happening,
And how does it feel like to breath with everything,
And how does it feel like to let forever be,
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime
sitting in the gutter screaming symphony
And how does it feel like to to be a Christian being
And how does it feel like to spend a little lifetime
sitting in the gutter screaming symphony