An ashen flat conceals me inside From the stomach of the petrified prison I peer the obscure world Without locks it holds me A manic world Created by a thought An insight of the mankind An invention from misery They turned a stone into gold Mida's time comes A flight of birds In the grey bliss Thy eternal abyss, a warm lap of the mother Absorbs my body inside, but my soul's left Darkness surrounds me (solitary) From the clay, grey misery... DARK PARADISE I'm staring, lifelessness to nothing I'm gazing at the point in my nerves From the soil arises Unholy kingdom for hypocrites In the dark lowlands There's my dark paradise Incubus continues My black blood is filled by air