I sit in loneliness and watch the meaning of my past. It dances and twitches then it lays down and dies. I see the morning sky tremble and then it open and begin to cry as night falls and darkness fills my room... whispering thoughts haunt me, my candle burns low. Can I find my fate ? Can I be one with my desire ? The perchment of my future burns fast and I burn myself badly in my futile attempt to save it. The black blood of my heart weeps, in every tear a part of myself. I have features of youth but a soul of age. Why cant I see the web of lies my life is based upon so I can cut them and become one with the sky ? I long for the harmony... the peace within me. I wish to see myself in the burning light of truth and no longer be a victim of hate. I search for the purity in me... I search in my blood... I open my vein to see what ever it may be. And as the red rivers of my life flow from its tunnels and caves... I see lies and falseness die. Im fading away, drowing in a thick mist of burning ice. Im showered in the blood of dying hate and I feel pure. Im taken to the breast of my truth and Im reborn. Avantgarde Music Ita 1994 Recorded in spring 1993 at Unisound Studio Sweden Produced by Ophthalamia Engineered by Dan Swan Lineup IT guitars Shadow vocals Winter drums Mourning bass All female vocals by Axa
axa, perchment, see, ophthalamia, unisound