…I, I have sailed All alone So many times The seven seas of tears I can still hear the waves. Cold frigid wind On my sails Always takes me back To distant memories Home, the last farewell. Waves of time candour and…

…He bears a tale so gloom and tragic never to be known Into darkness now fallen, into hatred now grown Like stillborn child drifting in the silent seas of blood, Crushing all his dreams No castle walls can hold the fury…

…The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains…

…In our diabolical rapture, we live on and on And Death keeps knocking at our door So we open the door and we die a bit more We're in love with death and we die on and on Won't you close our eyes We'll be by your side…