Immortal Souls

Reflections Of Doom

I dream...I�m in the forest at winter night ...

I see...in the ground a lonely grave...

Deceased...body lying in the dark...

It�s me...



I wake up at the night in freezing cold.

In my eyes a vision from the dream..

I walk around full of fear....



I fall deep into my mind,

into echoing darkness inside.

I balance on narrow string

between reason and insanity.

What should I belive?

Could this be a prophcy?

My sense still falling away

I close my eyes and start to pray...



Reflection of Doom...

Blood Red Face of the Moon...

Reflection of Doom



...Shadows fade away as a

bright light fills my mind...inside...

...Dawn of new winterday releases

me from my pain...I�m saved...

...The power within me

immortal soul that won�t die...I�ll survive...

...Belief grows in me Jesus Christ

I have seen...He is real...



Fire burns in me with high flames.

Thoughts of death no longer frighten me.

I walk around without fear...



I tried to find the reason from life,

somekind of peace of mind.

Now I tear down the lies that

have covered my whole life.

Watch me now believe.

Consider this as a prophecy.

I am my own lord but up there is the one I pray...



Reflection of Doom...

Blood Red Face of Moon...

Reflection of Doom