Lonesome grave at Lethe's bank, you emerge and stare inside the water. What do you see? What do you remember? You seek meaning, you say. I open the door for you. Enjoy the ballroom ... but hurry, creation is about to end. Can you hear those words? There are occult rituals, I dare not name them, but someone heard and spoke and now ... Madness poisoned love while the hunter seeks to dissect the soul, passions become a diabolical juggling act, there is a slaughter. And the meaning you sought, the truth you so desired ... Where? A lonesome sunrise inside a landscape of frozen memories, suddenly everything melts and thus begins the dance of chaos