Tra fiori selvatici e vino, I toast the ghosts that never learned to leave me.
I tear the petals, I drain the bottle, I dare the night to swallow me whole.
I bloom where I burn.


The devil wins today.
In his fire my heart strings play.
Songs of sorrow,
Songs of loss.
He’s seen the demons I have crossed.
The mortal sins of paths I have taken.
The scars of pain,
And the mistakes I have welcomed to change.
On a road unknown,
Through the darkest night.
My heavy soul echoes through the wind.
Calling for days lost,
From dawn till dusk.
And into the deepest corners,
Of desire and trust.
In the devils land I play.
A place of no where and nothing.
The edge of reality,
Over into insanity.
On this journey, I may,
Find pain and solace.
And the will to live another day.