…in twilight groves Oh in twilight groves Oh in twilight groves By method from the essential salts of humane dust A philosopher may call up the shape of any dead ancestor From the dust where into his body has been…

…Let's fall apart together now Zipping Cupid in a body bag well-worn Next to the mausoleum he was born in Picking up the pieces of this gory glory of it all From eve to morn, for Eve to mourn Have no fear There are…

…. Before me lies thousands of dead knights, beneath of my feet lies skeletons, and only the dark memories are left of this knighthood. On this ground all fought for domination, but no one stayed alive. And no one know why…