False Evidence Appearing Real

Woe?. Blame it on the rain.. Whoa!. Blame it on the name game.. Size-up, suit up self-esteem.. Tie-down, dress-down fight in the dog-days.. Wolf nights?.

For Tonight

for a while sunlight has faded. for a while the liveboats have passed. for a while children corroded. and all we see is utopian grasp. . for tonight I feel not sorry.

Firedream

one night we stole the sky. the moon was bright, our sorrow pale. one night we left behind. the moralized, the sons of Cain. . one night we sold the sky.

From The Dead To The Living

Evil - Your mind's all about. Pain is - What you deserve. Your soul - Is spoiled from inside. Creatures - Out of this world. . Shattered dreams. Of perfect life.

Forged In Blood

Forged in blood, raised in hell. Our souls, forever lost. Bodies feel the iron force. The anvil meets their flesh. . Evil grabs the tortured souls. Of lives they did possess.

Flesh Bloody Flesh

Before the break of dawn. Creeping through the night. Fallen bastards crawl. Onwards in delight. . Flesh bloody flesh. Rotten human prey. Flesh bloody flesh.

Feed The Demon's Heart

In the night, the demon's heart. The spawn of hell is born. . Creatures of the dead alive. Awakened by his call. Demons out of hell arise. To feast upon my soul.

Fiskarens Fiende

[Fisherman's Enemy]. . [Music: Tundra/Trollhorn, Lyrics: Wilska]. . Jag hrde en sng frn djupet.. Under vgen, vgen s hga.. Blset grtar som en kvinna. med en dd barn p hennes rygg..

Fã¶rsvinn Du Som Lyser

Ett skri nu ekar, midnatten vrlar. Svart ondska, himmelen mlar. Brutit sig loss, sina bojor lmnat. Snart gamla onddd hmnat. . Marken skakar dr ropet hrs.

Fã¶dosagan

Stigen leder hgre upp. Mot svarta bergens snovita topp. En del syn ny vntas kan. Styrka urldrig och ra sann. . Jag dper mitt sinne. I sanningens bck. Ur berget den rinna.

Follow

Here I am. Again I spoke too soon. Intentions made unclear. My words aren't coming out right. Caught up in a moment. That moment flew right by. But it changed everything.

Fruitless

Repentance. I am weak in myself. Separated from faith. Comfortable complacency. . My crutch has fallen. Break my pride. Mend my soul. Break my heart. Brokenness.

Full Metal Contact

Freedom Or Fire

How can you accept social suppresion?. This weak state of mind in our time. I demand release from hypocrisy. I'd rather die than be held down, forced down.

Flesh Hold

Breaking out this stifled room jail cell, a steel tomb. To see the light my mere existence. God's kill in sight confined in madness. . Jurors hate criminal minds, they're making dates for killing time.

Flashpoint

I lied. Right to your face. And I'll burn. Eternally in flames. In flames. In flames. In flames. . Instinct. Has failed me now. Enslaved. By my deceit.

Final Exit

Your Life no longer has any value. Let them tell you what your own life is worth. There is no compassion as life fades away. This self deliverance the choice you have made.

Fear Campaign

Hate, war and terror, murder, disaster. Rape, drugs and violence, lost in our failure. Fear is suffering, intimidate to obey. Fear is control, suffering is hell.

Faithless (zero Signal)

So withdrawn and feeling numb.. Watching life come all undone.. Growng fear, a human grace.. A drowning mind in a dark embrace.. . I am down on my knees.

First Class People

First class people, better than the mob. First class people, more equal than others!. See them sit in their first class cabinets. Painted faces smiling at those lower people.