On the horizon
Dawning sun
Is burning out my eyes

And my soul yearns
To be the one
Who dare not fear the skys

The darkness crawling
Deep within
The caverns of my soul

I do not dare
The suffering
For i might lose control

So many things
Uncovered
By this long and wretched year

So many answers
Yet unknown
Are covered by my fear

Is there a place
A universe
Tangential to mine

That will not shatter
By the depth
Of what it finds inside.

I think of you
Your back against my chest
Breathing softly

I close my eyes
And listen, wide awake
For your heart beat

I breath in
Slowly, the musky smell
Full of lost memories

I mummble in my sleep
Gently, almost silent,
Wishing you Goodnight...

I weake up,
Dazed, and for a monent
You are still here

All conflict fade in light
Of what is yet to come
I fear muself sometimes
Destroying all i’ve done
Confused by feelings, old and new,
By deamons i create
My love, i wish you only knew
What rages in my brain.

One second passed and all had changed
I am not ready still
To just enjoy the things i gained
The bliss i yearn to feel
Feelings of Love obscured by Fear
Of all that is unknown
Of monsters dwealing in the deep
Of deamons i had known

If you to ask me weeks from now
About my deamon friends
Ill lauth and tell you that right now
This deamons have no chance
But in this constant solitude
In castle made of Ice
I lock myself so far from you
Stare into deamons eyes.

In darkness, sitting here and wonder
What parts of you belong to me
As i am spirit i am thunder
I am not bound by gravity.

I feel illusions grow beside me
Back in the corner of my eye
Its where my darkest fear might find me
Its where my deamons hunt their prey.

This time around, not like the other
I stare my deamons in the face
This time around my soul is calmer
There is no storm, theres only grace

This year, a long and epic journey
Has gave me a new sence of Me
I grew up quickly and eternaly
What ever happens now, im Free

There once was a boy,
Who fell in love with a girl
An incredble story
Inspiration for all

But you never can tell
What is hiding beneath
Inside each fairytale
A dark truth underneath

So the boy had his deamons
From life lived long ago
He kept them as a secret
So the girl won't find more.

But as time passes by
And the secrets revealed
And their fairytale life
Seam to rumble downhill

In this darkest of times
Almost all hope is lost
This boy suddenly finds
A flame covered in dust

Worming up by the fire
Watching it be restored
Come alive with desire
To swollow the world

Thou unique and refreshing
This bond ran its cours
And with renewd ambition
The boy got on his horse

He came back to his home
Where the girl built their nest
Face to Face with their deamons
They woav a bond built to last.

And somewhere in the desert
The flame dances her dance
Glowing stronger then ever
Breathing in every breath

And althou far away
Never really appart
Since the flame and the boy
Share the same unique heart

In a far distant land
A land covered in snow
I have traveled to find
Something i have not known

With no real expectations
Of this country of old
I had fallen in love
With this city of gold.

Where this fake plaster statues
Cover treasurs beneath
Of a huge concrete gients
Like monsters of myth

I have not come here looking
But came here to hide
From the past that was lurking
In me deep inside

And in darkness of night
In a bed not my own
I have felt something bright
Unexpectadly warm

Sometime life has a strange way
To tell us we are wrong
That some things are unique
Untill new once are born

In this city of concrete
Of fake plaster and gold
I have found something diffrent
A tale to be told

Of nights spent in wonder
Of freedom and love
Of a new kind of thunder
And one unique flaming heart

The Viking King is dead and gone
His memory will live in song
On a frozen night and misty dawn
His body will forever burn

But time has passed as war subsides
New sun has rosen in the sky
The history became a myth
That teenagers will not beleave

Time passes fast for fragile men
And what they fear, will come again
All kingdoms fall, all leaders fail
And soon become a part of tale

As History repeats itself
We will all burn in pits of Hell
But there is no Hell and there is no Heven
Theres only Death.