Opera of Sorrow
By My Decadent...

A Sorrow That Will Never Fade
By My Decadent...

Master of Dreams
By My Decadent...

Night's Burden
By My Decadent...

Dark Obsession
By My Decadent...

The Calmity of Silence
By My Decadent...

Blood Canticle
By My Decadent...

I could drown into the deep sea of her eyes,
And enchanted by her sweet voice of sorrow...

They Called Her "Darkness"
By My Decadent...

Cry - your tears are the river that feeds my...
Lie - your suffering is the road to my eliberation...

Midwintertears
It was a cold winter, so cold even snowflakes...

The blackness of night folded around her weak body...
Loneliness making her feel like nobody...