"The night grows pale
as with faint wing stroke
the cradle of decay
emerges from the ruins of reason..."Veiled Irreligion
"Desire's my saying
Final's my appearance
Care-worn's my glance
Apathetic's my devotion..."Gepriesen Sei Der Untergang
"Durch unglckselige Weiten
einer unbefleckten Sonnenferne
schreitet langsam Fues
das letzte Sakrament, bereit,..."|
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