I believe in extreme as the only way for my inspiration...
I upset my senses to reach the absolute purity of my soul...
I live into the limit between a life's dose and a death's one...
I... distorted reality out of common plan!
Wolf sings his melody to the moon. In the same way, I praise love's words for you.
In life, we never talk about death. At the point of death, we always talk about life.
I'll lick away your tears, I'll absorb your pain, and I'll give it a little love, erasing forever the time's wounds.
And still he was dancin' with the Death and he wasn't able to realize that life was into the circle of fire, out of the boundary of psycho sanity.
I'm a spirit, a free spirit, and I fly through the wind of emotions breathing the essence of my being.
Alcohol: turmoil of feelings, purity of heart.
Pain is the real beauty: the mask, its essence to the others blind eyes.
Darkness is only another face of light, but not everyone is allowed to see it.
Do you know why I love watching the night? Because it's like a mirror, it reflects what I have inside. Darkness, spaced out by flashes of astral light.