Codex Oscura

Behind the walls I feel the scenes of ancient crimes

My murderer stand in silence outside

Above the bed slurring white shapes, they're watching me

I can already hear how much I'm dead



As if I had the will to cross the line

I'm getting on my feet, sweating cold, tearing eyes

Making love with ghosts before I leave

Such an intense moment of time



How long will it take?

So long do I'll wait

Before the angels say my name



How long will it take?

So long do I'll wait

Deep down the demons spread their flames



The air is pure I'm feeling strong

Look at me now

And describe only what your heart can see



Am I made of black, am I made of white

I need to know

In order to show my soul where to go



As if I had the will to cross the line

I'm getting on my feet, sweating cold, tearing eyes

Making love with ghosts before I leave

Such an intense moment of time



I envy those who lives without their lost

I should not regret

I admire the suns rising over the hills



Magic...