Lost woods, the web of lifeless groves wide
In my unconsciousness,
My eyes can only look inside.
Afraid is nothing, comparing to my horror,
I can't resist and understand at night
The mystic sights from chilly huming trees
They pierce my flesh with inner shiver
Their screams and howl of psycho storm
It leads me right to neverending agony

I run...
Blindness in my eyes
Makes me run more quick and fast
I feel these evil groves torn my skin
My madness it is right up to apogee

The Apogee Of Madness

... Awake the scream
My heart is maimed in mind...
This shiver and pain of swollen lips
... All the body of mine bleeds
With torn wounds...
...My room is filled with smells
Of forest breezes...
...I don't understand...
Was the dream of mine here?...
...My castle keeps secret.

The Apogee Of Madness