[M and L: T. Eriksson]. . In empty words the truth is spoken. Caught in a web of lies the silence is broken. Believing all just take it for granted. Deep down within your mind the seeds they have planted.
[M and L: T. Eriksson]. . What would you say if I threw it all away. The life that I lead could it be more surreal. . [BRIDGE]. Searching in my mind in the order to find some sense of reality.
Fear the dreams, desires. The terror. Know what darkness we nourish. The wickedness. Born out of long lost legends. We are collectors of the dead. This slowly dawning horror beckons us once again.
Where'd those days go when I thought I knew you?. What happened to the person, I once loved?. Desolate thoughts are all I think of now. It's killing my mind and now I want to kill you.
A sudden gasp for life, will this be our last?. Will we sit back and watch fate destroy us?. Come and take my hand, we can ride off. And watch the world die as we breathe our last breath.
Awaiting the war of ages thoughts awake. Sickness builds within our souls. Piercing through the hearts of the weak. Tremendous tribulation brought unto mankind.
Grey painted clouds usher in. The dawn of a new day. Lighted a shade floating in sin. A shade that follows one way. . Tidings echo through the streets.
Elite forces cloaked in fur un sensitive to pain,. Buried deep beneath a sect worshipping the one. Odin. Only knowing one true way in battle to obtain,.
[Music: Patrick]. . Let there be the art. Painful urge to create in all matter embodied. Let there be the stars to sign the work. For earthbound creation to worship when.
[Music: Patrick & Mathieu]. . Long lost hours locked in, drenched in fear. Faint steps resound closer, impending pains to withstand. . All senses out to the debauchery,.
Vandalizing the countryside. Goblins march in fearless pride. Through destruction they forge virtue. Hell rats are out to get you. Gandalf carries the magic staff.
Still being of Nobble Birth. Though having Oppressed the Earth. Being better off than all. Contrasting with the rabble. Still crowning each other. Insisting on the old manners.
I remember the night. sitting in the dark. the battle was won. but lost my love. . I left the light side. chosen the dark. sworn another solemn. at fullmoon bark.
Referring to an old book. One thousand words, one lie. Lost in self-adulation. Your self-regarded mind. . Narrow minded visions. Spread like poison through the world.
If you can't cope with the answers don't bother to ask. If you can't cope with the sights don't bother to look. . Once you've seen it you can't make it unseen.
Listen to the voice of Buddha. Saying stop your sericulture. Little people like your offspring. Boiled alive for some gods stocking. Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting.
Hurting, crushing. A homicidal horde is destroying. I have cursed you endlessly. 'Til you suffer eternally. I bring you to despair. Once you will repent.
I remember the night. sitting in the dark. the battle was won. but lost my love. . I left the light side. chosen the dark. sworn another solemn. at fullmoon I bark.
Sometimes the simple sounds of suffering. Are enough. Sometimes the sweet sounds of suffering. Are more than enough. And sometimes enlightening those believers.
The world flows around me. I'm not swimming in its currents. As a rock in this muddy river. Alone I stand in its floods. . I'm hiding behind a mask. Doom rules my world.