Enter

<br>Enter in the valley of tears, in the reign of your fears and the shame of your mind. Enter in the realm of the dead, the loved<br>ones` regrets are shown with respect. Enter where pure is the blood, where loves are forgotten and hate is the strength. Enter...<br>in the shades of the light, upon the throne of the might is the key for the peace. Place yourself... Take a place beneath the<br>wastes of life, where you`ve lost your blood-stained knife, try it again. Enter in the consciousness of pain, when nothing`s to<br>blame it`s time for revenge. If this is a wish... Enter the realm where angels decayed can smile at your face, wash all your<br>wounds... All life left behind must have been denied, the razor`s the guide, try to make it this way... Come in, it`s your turn to<br>shine, for the darkness is bright there... Walk along the halls of despair, violent whispers can make you feel better. Enter in the<br>valley of tears, where no one can rest there`s tormented eternity. Enter in the realm of the dead, their eyes and cold breath can show <br>you the way. Enter where pure is the blood, cause blood must be shed and must have been in the past. Sit upon the throne of the might, <br>the key to conquer the night is the knife that you hunger for... And now let it be done.