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- Monarch Of The Red
He is standing in the middle of the holy place,
In hand he is holding his confession.
The tiny wind is blowing out from capitol,
The bell is counting seconds that was left.
He is drowned in emotions
He fades away from pain,
And heart is beating in the rhythm of ocean,
- The Rules of Pain
My skin burns down on fire
On a place of eye-sockets there are black holes
Someone's claws are breaking my flesh to pieces
But I can still breathe
Leave me the visions of fear
Let the veil of dreams will fall
Where can I find the rest?
How can I forget this horror?