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Indonesia Emas
Bintang-bintang Msc (sukis Yk)
Indonesia.. Indonesia..Indonesia.. Indonesia..Bak mutiara khatulistiwaIndah nusantaraIbarat kembang mekar bersemiItulah negerikuSubur makmur sentausaKerta raharja yang adaRagam suku bahasaBudaya dan agamanyaBernaung satu di sayap garudaIndonesia.. Indones.. Read »
In Umbra Timpului
Deep into the darkness peeringLong I stood there fearingDreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before...But the silence was unbrokenAnd the stillness gave no tokenAnd the only word there spokenWas the whispered word: "Veritas"This the dark whispere.. Read »
Ill Of An Imaginary Guilt
I gave you lightI seared off the oceansTo show you my devotionI've lived your frightI wanna be the infamyI wanna wound your capriceI need to try your maliceYou should tame my miseryI wanna lick your beautyI wanna scar your sweetened woundsTo reap your rot.. Read »
In The Shadow Of Our Pale Companion
Through vast valleys I wonderTo the highest peaksOn pathways through a wild forgotten landscapeIn search of God, in spite of man'til the lost forsaken endless. . .This is where I choose to treadFall. . .so shall we fall into the nihil?The nothingness that.. Read »
I Am The Wooden Doors
When all is withered and tornAnd all has perished and fallenThese great wooden doors shall remain closed. . .When the heart is a grave filled with bloodAnd the soul is a cold and haunted shall of lost hopeWhen the voice of pride has been silencedAnd digni.. Read »
In Our Bones
We are wild flowersThe city is our field of goldWe've got wild fireIn our bonesWe're born to be electricYou and me, we're painting neon under our skinIt's a force you shouldn't mess withCause you and me, we're glowing brightRadioactiveBruises come and goB.. Read »
In The Name Of What?
Here nothing grows. Here nothing lives. Do you dream of the future or do you live in the past? Are you out for humanity or a gender, race, or class? Are you dilligently fighting with the movement, or fighting the blind cause? If you were given freedom wou.. Read »