Realm Of Darkness
Roland Wurzer
In this world full of winded corridors
Cities like maces towers like thorns
I`m not my master, not at all
Cursed thoughts lead me to my fall
Broken thoughts
Broken dreams
Broken hearts
This realm of darkness is this my reward
Darkness is falling, over my mind
My burning eyes are, deadly blind
Now there is nothing like it seem
All illusion, only dreams