I seek your coast your horizon... whispering fingertips on dripping skin... feeble questions... sounds from my throat
Vandrer ensom pa ukjente stier Skumringen senker seg Roper, venter -stillheten tier Skumringen senker seg Vakker sang langt av lei Myrkledd slette
deep art Thy wounds Thou who thought that love was life Thou who thought love never dies Cry out Thy sorrow and seek to heal Cry out Thy sorrow and
me Is my longing what I find in Thee Searvhing for something to satisfy my soul Is Darkness what I find in the whole Lust and hate cover my fate
Escape the carven paths Listen to the voices in your head Hear them whisper in their ancient tounges Let them lead you out of Darkness Into the
: Escape the carven paths Listen to the voices in your head Hear them whisper in their ancient tounges Let them lead you out of Darkness Into
: I seek your coast your horizon... whispering fingertips on dripping skin... feeble questions... sounds from my throat
: Vandrer ensom pa ukjente stier Skumringen senker seg Roper, venter -stillheten tier Skumringen senker seg Vakker sang langt av lei Myrkledd slette