The Maelstrom Mephisto

Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside

Cast down all memories from a past and future world

The cynic icons

And the cryptic writings

As a picturesque creation in force and spirit

Against their reason and will, it is time

Give darkness it's passion plea

The venomous tongue, the inevitable poison

Paralyze the angels

Freeze the forgiven, baptize in fire

Unleash the devil at heart

Unleash the maelstrom mephisto

So sinner, mourn well

Make all the swans suffer in hell

The maelstrom of

The mephisto left the trace

To revel and feast in undelivered grace

Pledged to judgmental arrogance in

The principles of ignorant falsehood

To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself

A tyrant in torment

An inner-sanctum stealing sleep

So sinner, mourn well

Make all the swans suffer in hell

In the dimness surrounding the tower of the castle

Where the ravens spread their wings out wide

Dwell in depths of the darker self

At any shore of infinity

And watch the relentless paint the soil black

What is being formed, echoes throughout eternity

As the painter chooses color no more

Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over

As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy

Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes

A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies

Lies

The venomous tongue, the inevitable poison

Paralyze the angels

Freeze the forgiven, baptize in fire

Unleash the devil at heart

Unleash the maelstrom mephisto

So sinner, mourn well

Make all the swans suffer in hell

The maelstrom of

The mephisto left the trace

To revel and feast in undelivered grace