The Hills

From the Hills I dwell
in the caves of dark horizons
and the seals I've broken
in the heart of sweet desires.

Freedom sees its fortune
withholding obscure miracles,
when Hades sees the fires
that lights Apollo's reign.

From the depths of the Hills, I dwell,
in the heart of my desires
where sweet poison kills my pain
and the fires burn my nightmares.

Vamp Ikarus.