Besedila: Edge Of Sanity. Crimson II. Crimson II: Aftermath.

And thus was read the incantation

Voices echoed round and round

The woman smiled in weak elation

Mesmerized inside the sounds



And with these chants of higher lore

So mortal flesh began to fade

Soon child and mother were no more

Their earthly bodies now decayed



Cast me to the crimson flames

Thou shalt bar the doors of hell

Incant these words of sacred rule

Seal me in my crimson cell



And still inside the chamber stands

A single cell with crimson hue

Resealed by spoken word of Man


Imbued with power from spiritual Truth

Two souls imprisoned for eternity

Light and dark forever bound

Two souls that never can be freed

A pathway back will not be found

For trapped beyond some foolish reach

And far away from prying eyes



No channel now to lead or preach

No chance to influence or guide

The final sacrifice she took

Ensured the hope of the human race

And thus she holds the sacred book

A captive in her crimson space



Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap

For she must never waken from this Crimson Sleep