Janus

Owner of the spinning ark

painting abstract art

abyss of this frozen heart

darkened from the start

black range of this human soul

feeds pale horse so smart

splattered truth of varnished live

drilling holes too hard

deathship of your creeping fear

enters my soul

I - meandering through all this lies

learned to fill them with spice

perfect paradise

I - symbol of real life

intended for foolish thrive

won't help you to survive

I - result of projected lies

at least you wanted me twice

fill your mind with ice

Lonely whispers in the dark

will drive your words apart

painting diffuse art

into the abyss of this frozen heart

Owner of the ark

spins in the dark

this frozen heart

right from the start

Owner of the ark

spins in the dark

Owner of the ark

spins in the dark

this frozen heart

right from the start

black range of the soul

feeds pale horse so smart

splattered truth

a furnished life

A look at my face

a look at your fate

a look of my eyes

I see you burn

I see you turn

thisis your turn to burn

Diving into tearless nights

seeking the black owl

mourning bell of happiness

begging for control

melted hate build in concrete

last watering hole

frozen flame has to appear

last thing to thole

splattered truth of varnished live

drilling holes too hard

deathship of a creeping fear

enters the soul

I - tumbling through this life

have to pay bitter price

Can't promise paradise

I - one out of this life

intend to help mens thrive

will help you to survive

I - grown up in real life

unable to give advice

no need to want me twice

Lonely whispers in the dark...