Hetaera esmeralda

Haunting my dreams, forever is the remain
Torturing my soul, my mind is going insane
Pounding my heart, my heart so black and cold
Knowing within me, what was sold is sold

My soul... my poor soul

This music within me sends shivers down my spine
Melancholic beauty, palladum's symbiotic shine
The ultimate sacrifice, art above the flesh
Beyond simple mortals I am, isolated from the rest

Isolated forever, love no man but myself
Live for the art, die with the toll of the bell
My black heart, soiled by the unspeakable sin
Behold what awaits music from within

Tortured by my guilt - I will burn for my sins
I can't escape - I have no chance to win
Though I repent - I am never to see
The riches beyond - they are not ment for me
Sorrow fills my mind - loneliness' desperation
Cursed be the initiator - of the profoundest of temptations
My curse is set - there is no time for debate
My destiny now is - to create

The pact with the devil - in my fever I beheld him
Weakened by disease - tempted by unearthly ambitions