Love History piosenki

Those thousands of little stars that I descry every night, scattered in the endless sky when it's veiled into a habit of temptation, when it brings the unexchangeable excitement it offers me its beautiful face. So secret and enshrouded with the curtain...

Too receptive hearts, extorted The walls of horror built around and the cold eyes of icons whose sights are as dreadful as all the demons from the depths of this age. The sign of the cross Satisfaction of crucifixion - a nightmare upon the shoulders...

My eyes are lifting toward the silver flowers of the black garb of night, I whisp the words of salvation and I beseech, I tender beseech this silent witness of evil for a deliveration. I feel the pain of dying beauty, two inert crystal pearls shed the tear...

My world floats like the clouds on a pale heaven through the empty days of reality, my feeble palms long for to grip the shade of uncommon valley where I can sell my heart for hopes and desirer of an eternal love, that comes like the dream. Spring to t...

It's the most powerful and the most beautiful, graceful, pretty and the most faithful, right and steady love what you had been keeping to your blood. It is describing with the pain within its heart the betrayal having veiled that blue sky with an array of th...

You seek a feeling of future at the unknown paths, where your dream about life harmony wonders, ego in the chaos of grey tears, survives between the walls of reality, floats to the strange sea of felicity. You wish to open the empire of splendour, where...

The love emerges from the seawaves in a shining beauty as from the warning human soul, I see a bloody sea to which the tired sun is drowning with the astral gleam and resounding murmur, the crystal waves are driving at the walls of unknown delight´s temple...

Echoes of the black beast´s roar Fusion of blood and water Industrial changes pulse The black in eyes The pins in veins Parody of love Comedy in the lost century at a tail of the meaningless comet Cold eyes of icons as dreadful as all the darkest demo...

The age of purity the lowest form of an intelligent human community, they said. Mere satisfaction of the natural needs and a common help to feel the mutual solidarity. The beauty of nature walks hand in hand with longing to survive and to adapt to the pu...

Just like then but alone now I was sitting on the hill, looking around the landscape my body pocked with craters....drained, belonging to nobody. Over on the horizon, where I, so happy then, had watched the stars through the treetops with only a myster...

I've got the feeling of pleasure and happiness in my dreams and imaginations, pleasure and happiness of the endless love and endless loving, when your breasts on my chest make my heart beat in total chaos & mess. That music of my heart is conquered wi...

Now again my world is out of our space after heartbreaking parting a looking for has became! Now I'm walking alone across a history of love empire, only my memories have remained, those that make my heart to shed the tears! These tears are the medicine f...

Perhaps it was a stellar dust that has brought a seed, perhaps it was the highest force, that nobody dares to give it a name. Magic mystery of the unknown incites a longing for a return and a search again, it brings a languor for the rituals of naturism and...

Fountain of knowledge springing up from the depths of ages. The touches of the sun - stimulator of a spiritual power, the godly paths still softly chained by blindness. Yellow is the colour of the south, fading away beneath the dark-blue nightsky and rev...

The mass is eternal but its shape goes through changes Everything loses its shape, even the things of no shape. Eternity of the past spreads in the eternity of the future and the shape is its game! A sea flung up a continent just to split it again and swal...

Message of the past slumbers in the dust of ancient ages, written by the blood of nations over the thousands of years. Temples of dead pleasure hug the rites of black and white visions, that step hand in hand through the past like bloody ribbon of madness....

I descry my hope in the return of beautiful, that blooms like the roses at your lips, my life changes into earthly paradise, angels shed the tears of happiness over our fate, palpitations of the hearts join in the time of blessed bells, symphony of splend...