When night was cold and skies were grey

Silent was the forest but whispered my name

The animals’ preachers, the axe is weak

Doomed are the warriors that fight a battle of shades

Digging the grave of time and space

And again…Doomed are the warriors that fight a battle of shades

Does it really make a difference?

And all the elements, the wind, the air and the fire will obey the mystery behind the dark fallen picture and last written lines of Dorian Grey

Running on wheels with cancer speed

Attached to a web with hands that bleed

Either the cell is broken or you have the keys

Does it really make a difference?

The reference, the medium, the way, the bridge to Hades

The man and devil served the love of knowledge

Spoke the language that shines like fruits of heaven

Thus the gates of the universe cried for the revealed, smiled at what you hide

These beautiful rays from hell, will hit my skin, will burn my cells

Running on wheels with cancer speed

Attached to a web with hands that bleed

I will dive into the center of your body and through your veins

The wind, the air and the fire will obey the last written lines of Dorian Grey

666 worms will feed upon your face

Those who loved the wrong faithless universe

The grapes and wine, the taste of war

Nothing is new, all is old

The story of every man starts with the same plan of 666