| Cover | Bio | Part I: The Mind of the Demon | Part II: Seraphims | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| The Presence of the Demon | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Part I The Mind of the Demon |
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| Signs of Death | Lost Loves | Father | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Broken Heart | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
My feelings of anger, feelings of hurt caused by mistrust, miscommunication, misdirection. The words, said; Our thoughts, written; Feelings yelled from red eyes. Lies woven in love and trust. Feelings jumbled in clouded thoughts. You brought me to my knees without a tear. My heart sank, my eyes wept, my life shattered. |
Now you hate me for moving on. You bring falsehoods and backstabbing, to a place of love. Why, when some happiness arises, you want to destroy it. Madness, stupidity, jealousy. What is it? I respected your wishes. I gave you your request. You get mad at me for what you did. I'm hated because I can't stop my momories. I want my heart back. |
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| Wunsche | ![]() |
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I was loved once, for reasons unknown; Now the flame has grown cold. It is true, what they say; You never know what you have, 'till it is gone. I have layed awake wondering where I went wrong; Not finding answers, a single tear puts me to sleep. Many days, I have contimplated leaving this world; |
Taking the path so many have walked befor. The cold nights and long days, with noone by my side, showed me how empty this world can be. Without love in one's life, slowly, hatred and sit show their faces. Without love, many, death will embrace; For noone chooses, to be truely lonely. |
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Tears fall deep red stains his face; A man in sorrow of his unknown. We think others cause our pain. It is only true, if we let them |
A boy, raised tough for life, cries tears of blood for what he has lost. The test of life and time, brings him to his knees. In the game of love, he's lost. |
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