Early in the morning. We heard the engines roar. In the sky. . Thunder breaks the silence. When fire fills the sky. Burning sky. . The rivers begin to boil.
Feel my hands. Touch my pale face. My touch is vulnerable like a dust. It brings you lust. He came on wings of the wind. His vision in mortal mistress dream.
Waiting for my turn. Man I've got time to burn. Into the madness. Looking for miracles. Suspended in nothingness. Into the dark we roll. . Watching a dream within a dream.
Armies of antiquity. A federation of nomadic tribes. Scourge of God. We are the most feared. Exorting fortunes. Vanquishing empires. Our domain is the vast plains.
Decomposing into human soil. No one knows their location. But their maker plot before burial. Dosposal of human flesh gone forever. In the dirt. Identity vanished through time.
Spears of glass. Straight through the hands. Slice by slice. The feelings of. Metal through flesh is ecstasy. . Every blade becomes, of the mind's desires.
A hungry pack. Of ferocious beasts. Only desires. Are that of meat. . Something big. Is coming this way. With only two. It will surely be. Our nights prey.
a spirit hides a long a creek, its voice heard in the wind. chills it sends through the pines, much does it take for them to chill. . flood of despair, brook of despair.
I'm the lord of disillusion drugged-up for the rave. Join the unholy party with no masters and no slaves. Wear your leather mask and then brand my altar boys.
On the point of death the patriarch said:. "Don't bury me in a common grave,. But in an unusual, comfortable family vault".. . You must build my tomb according to my wishes.
Our skies are forever black. Here is no signs of life at all. For burning spirits we are. Consuming your small universe. Slowly but surely. No one believes in us.
Omnis humana cogitatio in fundamentis putrefactionis conditur,. quam ecclesia Domini nostri ei praeposuit.. . Lungs filled with embers and regurgitating boiling blood I say Praise the.
Scream in pain as you gasp for breath. Now it's time to face your final death. Melted faces blood is on the ground. Earth and darkness utters not a sound.
Turning knot, rotting in my gut. Got me feeling so corrupt. . Like a second hand politician. I'm a study in malnutrition. Every star I see I'm wishing.
I'm not sure what's going on. Can't seem to cope I've gone beyond. Sense to me is obsolete. Can find a strength in a brief retreat. . Sights and sounds they start to blur.
It's a scheme. Theres a fiend. Why is my head spinning round in my dreams?. It's a time and a place. Why are all these lights popping up in my face?. .
Deep in your mind there is another side. A morbid truth one cannot hide. Unimaginable gore was your past time high. To hear people scream, to watch them die.
I told you once but I will say it again. When you live the flesh it's the beginning of the end. . It will take you in, it will spit you out. Behold the flesh and the power it holds.
Where is the person that could have been. Who, what took over, when did the end begin. Should we not prepare for the uncertain. Mysteries of our life, of our destiny.