Тексты песен «Enslavement of Beauty»

As I felt this grace depart It was a pain I never thought I'd feel Afflicted me with a double loss As even the track was lost, and lost for real The heart beats faster in the wake of disaster... The spiral to her...

When you fall asleep in the evening, sans fear for the rigid darkness You go horseback riding through your dreams right to the meadows of esteem When the hunger sweeps the night In another red wine blight All my...

If I had a daily bliss A somewhat cheerful view A silent grace I could perceive To grow as I pursued Then when, around midnight Instead of wasted from my sight; Loaded beyond the utmost space I'd have one...

A wounded soul leaps highest I've heard the poet tell 'Tis but the ecstasy of death And then the breath is still As I lay, defeated, I'm dying Longing to have you near As I lay, defeated, I'm dying Longing to...

My mind is wrapped in winds of enslavement "I'm sorry I blasphemed thy beloved kingdom" With a kiss of grace thou besmear my soul Nothingness can now be seen mirrored in my feeble eyes This is the coldest hell... So...

I drift into luciferous darkness And kiss the blithesome aeons of quietude A wounded cupid passes saddened by, dead in the winds eye O, blood, blood, blood... ...I bath in the sea of vengeance And conquer cupidity by...

Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt Music: T.E.Tunheim I whirl like wilted petals in blissful reverie affected only by the recession your sinful(glittering) eyes, gentle with concern, windburn my (quasi)famous expression a thin strip...

[Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt] [Music: T. E. Tunheim] I beweep my foolish prudence, I beweep thy sick reluctancy Chaos disguised as nought, accusing acquaintance of sodomy Sometimes I just stare blankly for hours wondering...

[Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt] [Music: T.E.Tunheim] The envious audience is chasing us through the cold slop of reality Exhibited in the dying drama, our design became their wounds We will never follow their sickening...

Lyrics: Ole Alexander Myrholt Music: Tony Eugene Tunheim Already wounded...I wonder if I would dare to be stabbed by the thorns of virtue Such a sight, petite and illegal...a specimen of beauty in shapeless splendour...

Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not awakening, till the beam Of an Eternity should bring the morrow. Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow, 'Twere better than the cold reality Of...

Eerily... I explore the lacuna in her impurified virginity Trample these dreams, I still wish for her flesh to be deserted Gracefully, jetblack and green eyed I suffer the havoc in praise of profanity Speak of the...

So many a glorious morn have I seen The sun gracing the mountain-tops with it's light Kissing with tender lips the meadows green Gilding pale streams of alchemy with heavenly blight Even as my sun one early morn did...

Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt Music: T.E.Tunheim I am Mephisto in a sanctified guise attired in robes of silk and fur I was the will o' the wisp of devilish fashion, the glamorous aura of adventure All the kisses you have ever...

The paths of the heart... Inscrutable, ay Consciously I trespass To enervate the energy of day I dedicate my beauty to the stars I soliloquize and kiss my precious scars I dedicate my suicide to thee Soon to drift...

The Polaroid of perfection, demirep and stained with hate Well wounded I stuttle the crowd with my vogue lack of faith The up and coming vendetta, the # vultures' extremes Spruce me up with a sweet little plaything,...

Reaching heights at the shores, only dreamt of before While the mountains rise tall in my view My poisoned heart beats, crystal water's at my feet As I hope to catch a glimpse of the swans A sudden calm rise as I...

Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt Music: T.E.Tunheim Craving hands carved in my back If love was present I'd make it crack Cynical tripping from here to there It'll turn out less painful if I don't care Sweetest dearie Mother Mary...

Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt Music: T.E.Tunheim The artifice virginal air became the odour of sinful obsession we subsequently trespassed the boundaries of apt behaviour A midwinter night's gleam, almost bereaved of sympathy...

I awake on the verge of tears from horrid dreams feeding my fears I awake from the taste of my tears from horrid dreams feeding my fears ...the conclusion is that the track is lost for ever and the twilight is severely...