Of Vision And Mental Derangement

lies and vice burn my head in obscure rooms

rush of womans' robe turns me to stone

in the door the nightly silhuette

upon my head a rising shade of death

I sank with stoned mouth in the garden of stars

shades of murder came over me

with purple brows I went to the wood

gods rage slashing my tortured neck

heart ringing softly through the dark

night fell and my heart cristally broke

darkness slahing my sweating brows

white angels figure appeared

black skies of metal

crosses wave in red storms

a beam freezes in the clouds

and I go down

in satans'sweet damnation

hate burns my heart

feel

my unbroken force

see

my overshadowed face

breath

the stiffeling air

of lust and pain

I recognize

the true nature in my

violence

sweetness of pain drives my

exstacy

in endless search for the

appease

release

I gather from your pain

my senses are unstained

my heart is pumping red

seed has gone insane

nothing more to gain