Forbidden Spaces

The Damnation

Tangle of dark thoughts compresses my mind
 Diabolic visions sculpture my brain
 Slowly I am crossing the unholy gate

 Blasphemous illusions assume fantastic shape
 Terrific chasms lead to forbidden spaces
 Inscrutable passed time

 Maybe I died, maybe I born
 I am on the edge of evil and goodness
 Misunderstood whispers, countess shadows
 They prompt me that the end became a beginning