Inferno

(part 1 - enigma overture)

(part 2 - towards the black theatre)

(part 3 - behind that gate)

In the middle of the day

A fading sun and my lost way

No more heroes in my mind

Native spectres without land

Even me along the edge

South of god, south of my pain

The abyss of an interrupted melody

South of god, behind that gate

Swarm of distant faces with no eyes

... distant faces with no eyes

Even me along the edge

Hanging from the next life

In the evening of my thoughts

A beggar holds out his hand

And the clepsydra bleeds so fast

The hope is just a game

Exposure of stoned souls

South of god, south of my pain

The abyss of an interrupted melody

South of god, behind that gate

Swarm of distant faces with no eyes

... distant faces with no eyes

Even me along the edge

Hanging from the next life... life... life... life

The day shall die again... quiet delirium

Sleepin' in the opera stalls

Icarus shall wait again... for his madness

Sleepin' in the opera stalls

(part 4 - on the neon crucifixes' road)

On the neon crucifixes' road

I've lost the key for the piper's dawn

Other golden words are sown

In the deep of the miracles field

You will all agree: " and then you'll never suffer "

The fire in your eyes... and my eyes just half closed

Come on, tv on... and you'll never suffer

Come on, that's the world... and you'll never suffer

(part 5 - the abyss)

All is abyss : action and desire

Dream and word, like wind through the hairs

The wind of fear in the silence everywhere

Horrible space is the depth, as attraction of my mind

I can't dock in the deep of my nights

When god draws a nightmare with no form

I just fear the sleep as a chasm

When all the infinity windows are open

With my new perceptive view on my eyes

My dizzy open - wide eyes

(part 6 - another childhood's stake)

The chain - the chain is broken

A dive in my dream

Red lake of... the young years

Like a bloody whirl... dizzines of different days

Without the common script... without the same old rhyme

The mask - the mask has fallen

The mask is drifted away

The diviners of... the 99th floor

Have a prophecy... in their hands

And a psycho sun... for the next game

Asleep - on the wire

Another sacrifice - another childhood's stake

(part 7 - falling in the nightwhirl)

(part 8 - room after room)

On the hot rails to hell, only memories

Of useless details and stories of forgotten tears

Like frenetic movie scenes

Ashes become ashes, room after room

Too much night, tonight - leaned out of the black void

On the hot rails to hell, i'll find a little smile

Lost in a teared love, lost in little world

Like frenetic movie scenes

Ashes become ashes, room after room

Too much night, tonight - leaned out of the black void

(part 9 - requiem for an endless jigsaw)

Hear my prayer when i pick up the pieces

Of an endless jigsaw

Under a starless sky - under my skin

The mad border of the past

Echoes, questions, and shadows in my mind

Just a requiem for the missing pieces

Of an impossible jigsaw

The painter has no colours - the writer has no words

For tomorrow's dawn

(part 10 - the final stage)

Here i am on the final stage

The final architecture of the snake

Everything's tumbling down

When life and death snarl again

In the juda's iced land - it's time to change my way

Behind the screams - of reality

...you can't imagine

Behind the dark - my new frontier

...between blind men and fools

All around eyes with no soul

Stoned smiles and iced tears - in the market of the spleen

I've learned to love my solitude

God bless all my rage

Lucifer is faraway - it's time to change my way

Behind the screams - of reality

...you can't imagine

Behind the dark - my new frontier

...between blind men and fools

...between blind men and fools

...between blind men and fools

...between blind men and fools

Welcome to my solitude !