Sinister dreams of outright obsessions
The darkest memories
Of nights of wndless passions
And dreams of nightmarish qualities.

I remember the first times
And the oldest legends
I watched Goddess' pantomimes
As She created the world's farthest ends

Silent desires forgotten over ages
The dying wheezes of faith's last gasps
Forgotten by wizards and wise old sages
I slip past all their dreamless grasps

I am forever
And I am now
I am always here
Despite your broken vow. . .

I sing the oldest song
Into the soundless eternity
My memories grow ever long
As I dream of endless insanity

I am love and hate
I am time and death
I am myself. . .