Bài hát The Gallery Báo Lỗi

Come and dance through my vanity's halls

Welcome to my exhibition


Ornaments fall

The fate of my art, condemned

And the creative seed

That grows to the tune of the harvest song

Embody my lifelong passion

Intertwine with the structures of my art

Those empty frames staring at me


One lonely portrait covers the lovestarved canvas

In honour of the birthless rebellion within me


Every picture holds a tale

Every shade tells of a thousand words


The artistry of living chaos

Is pictured in the poets tears

Because everything burns

The final concept

Is all but a thought away


Be gone, you foul enchantress of decay!

My thoughts and words will come to right

In my chamber where chaos conveys

Kneel down to my desire


Deep in the vaults of my carnal agony

Emptiness! Orchestration through colours


The gallery


To never return to my guidance

Burning my art