Letras:
To Elysium Dearest Vile

[One some terms I'm rather easily annoyed. Persons can be parasites, think of so called friendships, think of some govermental whorish institues. Let

[dark love songs are my favourite, it feels so damn good to lose your selves in one another. It's rather pathetic when reasoning, but I love to wallow

Where no beacon can pervade the mist But I have set sail to harder storms The wind roars thunder And whispers the word of wolves Hunger Dearest vile

[Written shortly after 'In collision', tell me what it is about.] Sulphurous philosophical revolt Chant my unspoken name Of seven words and thirteen

You find yourself alone Riding the green fields with the sun on your face You're not to be troubled You are in Elysium

[A love song again. Helplessness is a part of falling in love, so is fear.] We're a sigh on the wind Like moths to a flame Feverish to leap into it'