Bound to hold a rod over her shrinking shoulders
all the day and all the night to turn the whell of false desire
and longings death wake her womb.
all the day and all the night to turn the whell of false desire
and longings death wake her womb.
To the ahborred birth of cherubs
in the human form that live a pestilence an die.
A meteor and are no more
till child dwell with one he hates, and do the deed he loathes.
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ver todas as músicas- Gallows in the Fireplace
- Intro I
- Desolate Desperation from Paradise
- Ethereal Sense Of Solitude
- Goodbye New Year
- I Lost My Hope (Part I)
- I wish you a Depressive Christmas... and Suicidal New Year
- There is not Bells to me
- Among the Loneliness of Mountains
- Black Mountain's Godess
- By Myself...
- Depression's Suicide
- Dying's Vision
- From Nowhere...
- I Lost My Hope (Part II)
- Montains in the Sky
- Our Prayers
- Santa Claus give me a Gun
- Suicide At The End Of December
- Wounds In My Arms