Traces Of Red

...the follow up to "Blood On My Hands" from the album "Shadowfields"

Rain covers my face before daylight

Blood from the slaughter beneath my feet

I can? t take it

And the red crawls...

Hot winds, colouring dead trees

How silent the light shines on you

On your red lips

And now there is pain

At night under a purple moon

A visit from the dead

Followed by neverending night

In darkness the moment remains all swallowed

By icy waves of bittersweet death

A smile on your face like the demons bride

On my hands the blue light I cry

Sensing madness? black wings

And the red crawls

There are the sweet, horrid wings of death

Of grey, stone like silence, I breathe

From the cliffs of the night

I stare into decay

Feel the hand of death

Your blue eyes darken

I? m near

Unholy love

Your rose of youth torn apart

The purple sign

Your limbs are trashed by relief

Black seed arise

The flood comes crawling up to thee

Into the abyss of fear

A crying voice distant I hear

Your breathing chest it? s what I feel

The salty tears, they suck my skin

Now I'm here

Into the abyss of fear

Freeze – because the moon stares down

Like a drunken whore

Your cheeks are bleech

My anthem will make you smile

The minotaur in me will come over thee

Breath of the night

As our bodies collide

A smiling face like the demons bride

On my hands the blue light

I cry

Sensing madness? black wings

And the red crawls...

Rain covers my face before shelter

Blood from the rose rins between my hands

And from your rosy skin

...and the red crawls...

(to be continued...)