1. Epitaph

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2. Archangel'sk

Night...
I feel the faith, turn into the pain,
In my name my sin is done
and turn into my endless shadows.

Dark...
I feel your breathe, stroke my vanish lies
Between the slot, of memory
When the dying.... words sank in my heart

Black silent weaver from the past...
Save me, with your cloth wisely braid

Blindness of mankind,
erased my will, my human mind.
Rage burn, in my blood
And rain of madness put out the answer...

I' ll find the pathway to save your life
This is my pledge, this is my name..
I' ll find the pathway for kiss my angel
Because without the pain, there isn't faith

Black silent weaver from the past...
save me, with your cloth wisely braid
Black omen call...I can't remain

I'll find the reason, I'll leave my tears
I'll pay for heaven, I'll pay for hopes, for all.

Die into the wait, for lying fly
When last time that I kiss her lips.
My hesitate in endless regrets
My inexistence, mirror of yearning...lost

Rowing into this tale
Of appealing masquerade
Silent weaver sing for me
When will your knitting loom...turn ones again

I leave the reason, I find my tears
I'll pay for heaven, I'll pay for hopes, for all.

Die into wait, for lying fly
When last time that I kiss her lips.
My hesitate is endless regrets
My inexistence, mirror of yearning...lost

Maybe, one day, you feel my name
Sprained, confused out there in time
Maybe, one day, you feel my pain
Tremble, and daring, that running fast to you.

Angel of dust...my memory
Angel of dust... apart to me...

3. Curtains

From beyond, out there the wall
Silent twilight is slowly fall.
Walls of live, are hit the prayer
It crumble down, inside my liar.
I am in hurry, time is flying
Veils of sorrow take my death word
God is playing, with chant of mankind
Lost illusion...of mortal season.

How many dreams I can relive
Sliding along the hill of time.

How many curtains I can arise?
With this cold pain that burn in my cry.
How many curtains I can arise?
When sigh of sadness, deadly in my writhing.

From behind
The final drama, is near to me
Walls of live, are hit the prayer
it cover my tear stiff.

How many dreams I can relive
Sliding along the hill of time.
I can not see...but writing...
I make ones reason for don't cry.

This is my secret world
Where I dream, when I die
This is my secret word
Where I paint, while you dream...and kill.

To write about you, for ride the endless
When your red flowers, protected my sadness
To write about we, forgotten garden
Where trees of death wood, it pierce my spirit
Turning pages, I can relive, and change the tale
Turning pages, I what believe and pray ones again.

Reason, reason, there is not reason..
For living for living in trough the prayers
Shining darkness, ever in me
I am sliding along the hill of time

What is the price, for things I lived
I can't know show....no.

This is my secret word
Where I dream, when I die
This is my secret word
Where I paint, while you dream and kill.

Ones upon a time there was. And then, it will be there.
Stranger cold wind, just blowing on my hill...

4. Epiclesis

Silk...
enchanted veil, that embrace my bleeding memory
About your grace
when silent weaver make another face.

Eternal pledge in silent tears
wile this, scared watcher is...near

Eternal pledge, in silent tears
How many shard, I'll keep?
Prisoner in a shine
covered by the fears
Freedom, in vanish ring of time
Melted... from howling sun.

If only you believed
and cross my sad, armoring true
the gates over de rain
if you, if you, believed...believed in me.. now

"Loosing in my pathways...before the shadows fall
how many time I called...how many time I'm waiting
prisoner in grave without a lid of wood
tear in terror, light of light...end to end and never days
Loosing in pathways...before shadows fall"

The veil on my surrender
your face into my eyes
forever turning back in mind
and never more my days arise

Eternal pledge, in silent tears
How many shard, I'll keep?
Prisoner in a shine
covered by the fears
Freedom, in vanish ring of time
Melted... from howling sun.

If you, if you, believed
Believe and die
For this, armoring true
For gates over de rain
My face over my mask...along my sadness

I'm afraid, I'm disappear
In fragile, human, blowing side
Our sin slowly rise
In the breath of mortal soul

You know my regrets
But waiting your caress
Epiclesis that what I see
Epiclesis that all I feel.

5. Masquerade

Nothing in heaven will raise this man
Nothing for this my fragile caress
Memory, oppressing the time goes on
Decay.. is crunch my mind

My naivety, my muddle... my veils
And weaver is working... my tales
Like sirens in ocean beholds mankind
Sadness...the abyss from my hopes

How many ways there are to die
In my Tatlin tower, I caged the raise

Rage from beholder. Repression tears
Give me my redemption...another kiss
Reflection of timeless, the nothing shine
the light......I don't know

Fire of revenge... will burn
This cold existence... shout up
How many damage, I deceived again
After I can forgot your name...

How many ways there are to die
In my Tatlin tower, I caged the raise

All silence, all silence
All silence...on me..
Come on preacher
This night can't waiting, over
Come on preacher
The night can't waiting more again...

Masquerade...is my sentenced
Masquerade... until my dame come back

6. Afraid

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7. Mood

Needless renewal
Winter's blow it's frozen grace
A crying violin
Strings are trembling, raining chant.

Play for this melancholy
Play for all that can not be
Just a moment for return
Make me die, just for another time

Notes from a sorrow, lead me high
Screaming all that I can not see

Angel's bent to me
Spring of ancient, mortal roses
Chained memory
Hollow into ruined gardens

Play my bleeding violin
Play for take me to the quiet
Just a moment for return
Make me die do it caressing me

Deceive my depriving
Cast dreaminess prevail
Music is falling on my hart
My bramble wait forgotten rain.
Deceive and kiss my hand
Deceive and lull my dirge
The trees of childhood slowly rise
The branch of life embrace the storm.

Bleeding stroke, lull my dirge.

How many words are burned?
Along the our tales
Rewind your loom and turn to other page
Strings, are tear the faces of cloud
Horizon fall inside the hills.
My notes the ages along my jail
Another face, another mask...
The mask of opera.

Deceive my depriving
Cast dreaminess prevail
Music is falling on my hart
My bramble wait forgotten rain.
Deceive and kiss my hand
Deceive and lull my dirge
Until the season claim it's rage
Begins the swallow coming back

Slaughter mind, rebel you to life
And take this note...for me... for God...

Nothing, nothing, around my shout
Please row me...another mask
Nothing, nothing, around my shout
Please row me...another face.

8. Sybir

Locomotive is running inside the mist
The forest receives it's smoking bit
Crouch into carriage, I feel the forward
And my destination, drawing to the shroud

Windows reflect, this quiet...

Grievances is moving, along the mystic rail
Unfaithful apostle is stays morbidly near
But I can't feel the stroke, I'm covered by loneliness.
Triumphant, my preacher, is calling to his mass
And slowly, dying children, are coming to your black
Cathedral burns in tears.
Redemption for all sinner lost in time.

Windows reflect, this quiet...
The storm, is sleeping, between the wood
Running, to grave...my funeral
Candle are waiting...the flame of soul
I'm ready for unclosed the sacred door

And for, my evil, one thousand, candle...are shine.

Grievances is moving, along the mystic rail
Unfaithful apostle is stays morbidly near
But I can't feel the stroke, I'm covered by loneliness.
Every dump brick the sinner corps
Every out candle, sinner lair

Candle are waiting...the flame of soul
I'm ready for the stroke of mortal bell

Window reflect, this quiet

The storm, is sleeping, between the wood
Running, to grave...my funeral
Candle are waiting...the flame of soul
I'm ready for the stroke of mortal bell

Pierce my hand, whit ancient nail
My stigmata they want to blade
And for, my evil, one thousand, candle...are shine.

9. Snow

Night fall
In bowing at the moonlight grow
Embracing to my misery
Your silence is a fading sill
Seducing to my tired walk

Winter is near, its chest is open
Return again, the chirp of nameless dove?

Welcome my ladies, who's the one will lead me?
In this magic muffled, snow of midnight
Who's ready to love me?...until fervour drop
It's rare in this time, this beauty full storm

Taking all my sense
Taking my statuary corps
Snow blind, running, alone in my trial.
Snow blind, forgetting all my victory
Nightmare of cold.
Nightmare forever masquerade.

Forever masquerade.
Falling, falling on my dirge
Falling, falling I'm without peace
Falling, falling on my dirge
Falling, falling I'm without peace

And turn the loom, and turn the loom
And turn the loom, it always turn...forever...

Winter is near, its chest is open
Inpatient snow, dwell in its ribs
Return again, the chirp of nameless dove?

I asked... why, your eyes stayed in me
Stayed in me, as a cast star in heaven
You looked me along and speaking whit grace:
Because I love, your darkness reflect.

Taking all my sense...take!
Before...the snow...untie.
Forever masquerade
Forever, forever up to the light
Nightmare... until the snow...untie.

10. Forgotten

Rise the harshness light
On this cold day of march
Waves the yearning, are moving wild
Along the involved dirge of broken life
Broken life... beginning time.

My jailor.
Lying guardian of mi delay
My soul believed in mourning breeze
But scythe is tear all certainties of the day
And love, for life is changed,
In endless deep remorse
Cause I can't tell "I love you" at my side.

All medal has it's dark reverse
And you know well, my only friend
I need a strong, to be beloved
Cause I want drive my suffering

Forgive me, my guiltness preys
Help me...pray for my sin
My weaver... forgive my soul
Forgive me like I am forgiving you

Eternal end... in endless nights
My closed eyes, slowly are see.

All medal has it's shine reverse
And you know good, my only friend
I need a strong, that you watch me
Cause I want know the really true.

Last face...last mask fallen
Are you evil? Or my awarness?
Are you evil or my remorse?
Reflect in mirror of my years

Jesus, show me please while I pray you
look me wile I'm looking you

Please remember you, the kiss from silent moth.
The stroke of mortal pride
I'm damned, I'm damned, I'm damned
Please remember you The kiss from crying moth.
The stroke of mortal pride
Cause I'm evil masquerade.

11. Weaver

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