And then it came at the end of all time. A time where nothing grows old, nothing dies. It's a place where you can fly all around, heaven is found. Can't you see the bright lightning in sound?.
Six hundred and sixty six bloodless virgins. They were found from under the melting snow. The youth of those tormented pale maidens. Was stolen for the purposes of black magic witch.
I stand engulfed by the moon-magic of a winter eve's dream,. Enraptured by bloodlust, and nine fire-gems ablaze,. I am beckoned by sylph-spells and the jewelled sword a'gleam,.
[The Imperator of the Night (Hearken to the Attestation of the Sinistrous):]. For it is the iniquity of man which compels him to these tenebrous gates,.
ZURANTHUS:. Earthbound, a star falls to my tongue.. Come to me, Hyperion's child... come to me, spawn of Titan.. Condemned Souls of the Brotherhood of Dark Elucidation:.
[Written by: Ritchie]. . Feel the steel breeze. Maybe I've been kissed by angels. Ruby sky. The devil's playground maybe. . I cannot compare to this. Beyond my wildest childhood wish.
Feel free to be all you want to be,. And feel the pain when your wrong,. I believe in your own destiny,. You wrote the story all along,. So turn the pages,.
I got no girl and that's no fun. Dig up some parts and make me one. Grab a shovel. Grab a bag. Hop the fence. Dead of night. I search around. Read the markers.
We are your sex toys. Plastic cunts and rubber dongs. Helping your imagination to grow nice and strong. Give you a ticket to the possibilities. 'cause society would rather you hide your fantasies.
Open the gates of the greated Chasma Pelorion. There is ruin of Gods, there are the tyrans having. smelted be the eternity there. My thoughts sowed by the seeds of vices.
A punto estamos de escribir una vez ms. otra gloriosa epopeya del ser nacional;. las tierras que, hay que entregar, al pirata imperial. salvajes las retienen hoy, pero nunca ms..
Interference in my plans. Has come from an unpredicted source. Construction of the number 2 is off schedule. Ouodo's performance lacks. His mind is incapable of focus.
Seven Y's; No response. The door is locked... the hydrox is off. The food has run out. That lens watches relentlessly. . (Constant) Hours pass like days.
I FEEL THE PRESENCE. COLD BREATH UPON MY SKIN. A TORTURED SOUL. THAT CRIES AND BEGS FOR ME. TO LET IT IN. . ITS IN THE SHADOWS. I CAN FEEL YOU IN MY BONES.
I wanna speak but can't describe. I wanna see through your disguise. Cause everytime you're near. You leave me COLD!!. . Pain!. At affliction. I'm gonna faint to pose you and your apathy.
Nihilistic. Short fuse, burnt cross. Scepticism. Flows through my veins. No devotion. No bridge un-burnt. Devastation. A moral war. . Blind faith. Washed minds.
[M & L: Thomas Eriksson]. . Forgive me father, for I have sinned. But that's just my way and I know I will win. Years spent in waiting for final attack.
[M and L: T. Eriksson]. . Welcome to this tortured place of life. Where the truth is locked behind the doors and swept aside. We are the ones that are born to face this hell.
So long so hard, to spend this lonely days. Now in this heart the pain is all the same. In this world my love you know. I can't live if you go away. Please don't leave me, don't leave me.
Verde tu tierra, roja la piedra, fria tu agua de cristal. Negras tus venas, Blanca tu alma, gris es el cielo. al que irs. . Corazn, corazn negro. Corazn, corazn... late mas.