Home watching Star Trek. Everythings okay. Little do I know. Soviet missiles are on the way. . The bastards set loose. The wardogs Tyr and Loki. Weathermans predicting rain.
God looked down from Heaven, shook his head and weeped. His flock had gone astray, wolves mingling with sheep. He tried to save man once by sending down a son.
I'm inside the lizard i'm living my hell. A pragmatic life under your spell. Gotta have my kicks i can't stop. I'm ready to detonate. . Open up. I can take it.
Some people aren't cut out to be saints. And since I was born in original sin. Hedonism has a certain attraction. I think I'll cut the crap, cut out the middle man.
(Music: Steer). (Lyrics: Walker). Lost forever. A whole generation of pathetic lost souls. With no meaning no depth. They're already dead, before it gets old.
All the songs, the ivory. Floats around so peacefully. And fulfill the scenery. In my time. . In the grass the ogre is slayed. The fragile moment of the day.
Where, where did you go. I'm standing alone, you don't know. The first time I laid my eyes on you. I should have told you. This love can't wait one minute longer.
Goodbye, a word that makes me cry. All the joy and all the fun. Are suddenly gone, goodbye. I can feel the cold steel on my shaking skin. . I stand alone with my thoughts.
Let me remind you of the cold mountain skies. The time we felt this red hot fire inside. I'd like to picture it again, your pretty face and blazing eyes.
Goatfather's son. Sacred holy words of loyalty claiming your salvation. When the timing of the rulers of your life is depending that their words. Are truly reviling you from pain you feel when you wait to die:.
Med dende sol og mne. starter ferd til skyggenes hav.. Bjrnen vil blferd bivne.. Liket legges i steintung grav.. . Bakom slr hres jordens grt;. sommerens lys som forsvinner,.
[Musik und Text Dezember 1992 a.y.p.s.]. . Trnen aus den Augen so kalt, Trnen aus den Augen,. in das Gras so grn.. Als ich hier liege, wird die Brde von mir genommen.
(Brutal Truth). digerdoo handled by Andy Haas. Dilution of pain. Bleed incompetent reign. Life throught purity. Humanity maintained. It brings in hope of precious life.
Piece by bloody piece. Entered into my sanguinary receptacle. Your fragments turned to ground beef. Bones crushed and crunched into skeletal splinters.
Gore hog brings death!. Tusks... Soaked with warm blood.... Immense pig of doom.... Snout basted with gore.. Tusks disembowel.... Entrails pulled out.
Cannibalistic cravings I enjoy dining. upon the flesh to the living or deceased.. I drool at the throught of soft fleshy organs,. prepared or raw to become my feast,.
I didn't want to open my eyes. But the bomb's strapped to my back. Forced to hear the children's cries. I see no reason. . Why (words) why (lines) life's this way, redefining.