If his hand keep the lantern oracle, it shines the path in a day of raining.
So I am, I'm here under the rain, in front the lake a lantern in my hand...
I can say In your time . . . I don't belong.
Rise the ladder this path go back. Feel this deep sound from the space.
A face in profile . . . to indicate the direction to the source.
A cross that became a circle. An horizon that became vertical.
A creed that became a dubt. A lantern . . . that shines the path.
A faith that one day will die. A vocation soon collapse.
Simply light of a lantern; it's a lantern built with my hands.
- Dreadful Discovery
- Liar Jubileum
- Not Still Born (The Unbor..
- Winged Priestess
- The Last Supper
- Birth's End
- 1. Mortal Remains (Your Bone..
- 2. Unfading Revenge
- 3. Mistery... Guide Us to De..
- 4. Lantern
- 5. Who Calls Me
- 6. Crosses in Graveyard
- 7. Animism
- 8. Obsessed by Necromancy
- 9. Deep Void
- 10. 1600 Gnostic Year