"Le chant se brise comme je nie le pouvoir
Des stigmates naissent les mots
Signes souills dune lumire teinte
Pass le seuil, la trace invisible se meurt..."Ethereal Visions Part I
"This night, life is hanging heavily in me,
as an oppressing burden,
Repugnant by her irony of intoxicating happiness,
Irritating by her provoking cynicism,..."Ethereal Visions Part II
"A winding path in a quiet and cold storm.
It ascents higher and higher to an abyssal summit,
Abrupt ravines where sink the grounded souls,
The spirits tortured by the fire, the blood, the desire,..."|
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