[Instrumental]

I can't do anything...
I've lost the time and eternity... I don't have.

She is standing here dressed all in white
dead eyes closed, skin covered with ice
What does she long for?
Feeling the chill upon her face?
What do I long for?
Blinking my eyes to see the ruins of my life?

Seduce me, sweetheart, with crimson lies.
For the vanished and unheard
dreaming Icechild.
only loved when she's gone
searching a name for her withered home.

She is painting letters to lines carefully drawn
Makes up childhood games, gropes for toys missed for so long.
For the heart I once had?
The one beating in pain.
For the greed in her face?
And a man without a name.

The airless room mirrors in her eyes
red lipstick caresses her lips
black cole rests on her weary lashes
rotundous earrings spin under her ears

A rough hand runs over her noble face
but she holds her head up proudly
halfnaked she leans against the bald wall
she counts the meager banknotes greedily.

Lying on the dowdy bed
waiting for the moment of salvation
levitating in the unsought fancifulness
losing a fracture of honor.

Disclose the bodily voracity to the humanity
hide the own appetite underneath the silky bedding
smother the dignity with torture and agony
obtain a declaration of cold comfort.

Observe the scenery from a different field of vision
Simmering with excitement, but still awaiting the end

Delving the grievious head between the mellow knees
the proper shape decreasing with every dolorous day
assuming the mastery over one´s flesh and blood
get a slap in the face from the erratic destiny.

Nemus obscurus - Umbra crudelis
A frightened lad stumbles through a creepy forest
strepitus consternata - ventus mordicus
Biting cold pervades his fragile body and skin

Staturae exulatae - Ocularis ruber arsi
Anguish and affliction curdles his blood slowly
Lupae frendere - viam intercludiunt
Hopelessly he´s searching for a releasing way out

The reaper breathes down his neck
grins impishly fair in the face
dashes his scythe sinisterly
Smells the childlike innocence

Portenti aggredientur - Luna plena lucida
Razor- sharp teeth biting into his flesh
Commutatio incepta - dolores indeprensi
The quest is over, he is the chosen one

From the time when I changed
disturbed, greedy, dreary and dark
I was bloodthirsty and like a monstrosity
red eyes, burning, devilish and evil.

I´m flying through the night in search of sacrifice,
creeping through woods with hope for finding someone,
my heart is bleeding with every bite and draft,
endlessly cursed with the dower to live deathless.

I´m crouching under a tree waiting for the day light,
but this girl with the cloak recalls me into darkness,
when I see her neck, I become thirsty,
not after her blood but her body, her soul.

Your being accomplishes my heart with love,
your soul shows me the way to live.

I´m stumbling through the night in search of her,
running through woods with hope for finding her again,
my heart is bleeding with every notion of a bite in her neck,
infinitely hexed with the gift to love forever.

Bring the life back to me, my love,
turn my being into something human.

In your arms I sense your love,
You fill me with humanity,
I feel your heart beating through my skin,
let us be together endlessly.

From the time when I saw her
mellow, greedy, thirsty and beloved
One bite in her delicate neck
my immortal heart, burning with eternal love.

Dropped in muddy cloaks
we're attempting to get
through this blustery night.

Evitare exitium
exanimare furia
effugere incendium
exanimare furia

Pretentious thunder clouds
ascending the dark canopy
ranging over our restless palls
Storm of life's arisen
but won't embrace our hearts
spreading our arms and shout
against the thunder

On our way to deliverance
our destination gets more and
more out of sight.

Breathe in the eternal being
Feel the air as it tries vainly
to lend me wings again
Inhale the boundless hope
beyond the fate of our mortality
just a joke for a shadow
Breathe out waive my being
a downfall into the abysm of my soul
dead is the dream obtaining us

Play yourself into divined heights
the valient knight as a sacrifice
masters hand moves a pawn to the end
the new queen shouts: "The King is dead!"

The one's still anathematized
off all the fields, black and white
Unfailing is the beauty of this kingly art
The one, the God of underland
rarely takes it to his hand
to arise lost souls to be unbanned.

Uncounted failured in attempt as victory seemed near
immersed into dark dephts of this baleful game.
More than a battle of wooden princess
more than just a sacrifice
pawn for light, knight for force
queen for heartfire, King's alive.

His lordship reaches in all directions
but lore wastes strengthness bittersweet
For all his wealth attached to throne
one step could be too less.

More than playing hide and seek
no-one dies on battlefield
give pawn for peace
rook for silence
queen for love
King's in check.

More than you have once believed
watch the grief on battlefield
give pawn for sweat
knight for fear, queen for love
and King for life.

Little Girl
lying on the cold stone floor
Her body distracted with pain
bruises on fragile arms
the molestor finally went away

Everyone
said: 'Take care'
No, she's not responsible for that
She fought it tooth and nail
But this disgustful bastard carried on

The child in her finally kicked the bucket
To lose sight of it, is all she's begging for
What a pack of lies! Kill, just kill this monster...

Death
Sneaking and quietly... comes closer
Touches softly... her small and destroyed body
'Everything's alright...'
'Come Sweetie, come and take my hand...'

Little Girl
lying in the cold grave
Mummy and Daddy standing in front
Tears of grief and despair
Running slowly down their frozen faces

Lashing on the black Asturcon through the deep cold wood,
stormy wind beats her long hair in her pale face,
at times she tentatively turns around, in her hand a guarding rood,
feeling the force´s breath in her neck,
attempting to flee raising the pace.

The ban has twisted her around it´s finger,
Like a fathom it tows through her whole existence
He foraged for her like a needle in the haystack,
He found her in Venns Gate.
Brigde:
Crippling fear straps her feathery throat,
a daunting cruelty is clawing for her flowing coat.

She puts spurs on her weary stallion to elude mischief,
the dreary trees are flashing by,
she will never feel the sense of delight because of this thief,
she only perceives the sensual breeze on her thigh,
her heart is delirious with pain.

Semper celerius obviam scopulum equitat,
saltus in libertate dicitur parare ei exsolutationem.

Part 1

Sudden truth, you´re full of mischief,
you abandon yourself to your agonizing grief,

You keep your eyes peeled for a lie,
It is either do or die.

Live on others, live in sin,
the last thing I´ll see, will be your grin.

You think, you´re on the crest of the wave,
but your life takes a long time from the cradle to the grave,
grab the death by the scruff of his neck,
give your life the very last peck.

Sudden fear, you´re filled with despair,
do you really have enough and to spear?
You scream at your uneasy feeling,
do the tears serve as your veiling?

Live to clover, live to die,
leave your body and have a sigh.

You think you had to bear a charmed life?
The last thing you´ll see, will be a swinging scythe.
Your life will be snuffed out like a flaming blaze,
your soul will be lost in an endless maze.

Part 2

She runs through ominous streets,
ignores the tempting voices,
she declines the bleeding evil,
just to lie in his arms again.

Cannot put up with the evil on her shoulder,
the angel whispers into her ear: Resist.
But the devil warmly recommends his power,
the radiating angel rests in her poisoned heart.

He crawls through endless deserts,
drowns the devilish whispering,
he chases the hellish gofer away,
just to feel her breath on his skin.

Cannot put up with the devil in his body,
the angels purify his soul with the sound of their voices.
But the evil threatened to tear his life to pieces,
but the liberating angel rescued his soul from hell.

Release me from your ties. Free my mind. Leave me alone
Keep your hands off. Confound you. Search for another victim.
Finally they are disappeared.

Part 3

The musical box is standing on her bedside locker
A feathery ballerina spins around

All of a sudden the lovely melody is gone
She enters Dreamland sedately
Will this nightmare return again?

In this recurring dream, he is standing in front of her
She´s reaching for him, but he disappears in a mist
He is only an illusion.

The musical box is lying on the ground
Her last childhood memory is destroyed

The melody will never echo in her ear again
She´s almost falling asleep
Her fate is decided

She´s searching for him despairingly, but he seems to be gone
Bitter tears are running down her face
She sinks to the ground and succumbs to pain.

Part 4

He gropes for her hand
Feels it, affectionally encloses it
One moment, surpassing all the good and bad times
Your hand touches mine

He gropes for her mouth
Unreachable, her lips are closed
Visions of lovely biting them
I pretend to be asleep as good as I can.

You're the shadow following me
Through the shadows hunting me
I'll keep you behind
the sun you hide
My key ? into the light.

He gropes for true words to say
Her single sight and her simple smile
He wants to be bed-confined
Your hand seems to be mine

She gropes for his tears
Dripping from his sleeping face
Her breath softly calls his name
I awake and do the same.

He's got a long body with thin legs and arms.
He walks along the street with a frightening charm.
He wears a striped suit and black leather shoes.
He is the master, he's got all dues.

He is the role model of every creature there,
He gets a lot tribute, no matter where,
Creatures adore him every second he appears,
He is so proud of himself...
but he's moved into tears...

He is called the 'King', the 'King' of the pumpkins.
He rules Halloween Town.
He is the creepiest of all.
He makes you scream and scares you to death.

He is the creator of your terrible dream.
He wants to see you shiver and scream.
Don't try to beg, he's the most evil shape called Jack.

He is the role model of every creature there,
He gets a lot tribute, no matter where,
Creatures adore him every second he appears...

A short, inconspicuous moment
It appears to be completely irrelevant
Accidentaly their insecure looks cross
Bashfully they sink their eyes to the ground

Their paths went seperate ways
Slowly she's moving away from him
At a moment's notice
she'll be dissapeared from his sight

Their two lives go on in a habitual way
Day and Night they awaken and go to sleep

The same place, only time passed
Consciously their unconfident looks cross
the eyes seem suprisedly familiar

Tentatively and quietly he whispers in her ear
Softly and unpurposely he touches her tender skin
Slowly and insecurely she grabs for his hand
Gently he strokes over her long hair
he senses her fragileness
His lips tender and warm on hers
Lying arm in arm, she's so close to him
Words aren't necessary anymore
His hand touches hers,
He feels her breath

There's no way back