You're killing the night with golden. knife getting in to our throuats and souls. I'M ALONE!. With sounds of panic voice. with sounds of evil war. I'M ALONE!.
Can you taste it on your lips?. The sweet mutation overflows. Ever wanting to be like them. . Can you hear it in the air. The sound of progress and its whore?.
(Owens). . Why do you look at me. And haunt me in my dreams. I don't need this anymore. The things you've done to me. Let's keep them in the past. . (Chorus:).
Darkness looms over the world. A crimson sky weighs on our shoulders. An answer elude us, They turn to our machines. And in the face of chaos, To unhealthy order.
RoWland:. . I love my bitch x16. . Beni-G BeatZ:. . I love my bitch, she said i love you too,. I pelqen, kur em gjuhet mu,. Nuk i pelqen, kur ti don me provoku,.
I looked within myself and I turned. Many laddered mental maze burnt. Forever is the time that I walked along. Sufferance in silence is my syndrome. .
In a world of no ones. I'll be the freak. Turn and hide from the mask you see. Misshapen face of fear. . I will be your obscenity. I will be the depraved.
I am the wind that tears your sails. The broken cross rejecting nails. I am the holy crucified. Yet sinful are my lusts and pride - I. I am ashes I am dust.
[music & words: Tuomas Saukkonen/Panu Willman]. . feast my eyes with grief and pain or I will lose my strength to go on. loud is the sound I hear inside and through the walls that hide the cries.
It hurts to see you live your life. Revolving around death. And to see your heart. When I can't see your face so far away. . One foot in front of the other.
Engage. Turn out the light. Internal illumination. And see, the earth is bright. With internal illumination. The ones who came before. Were only looking for decay.
In ages past, I spoke to man. Like man would speak to Me. I rode upon the four high winds. And crushed adversity. . My power was shown in works of might.
A chant so powerful. Leading storms and fire. . Slay the limbs of the sacred ones. Offering death by flames. Assembling symbols of unholy fate. Invoking six thrones of pagan hate.
Hear me say it's ok there just is no other way. I believe and strongly feel some things just aren't meant to be. . All the time in our lives something somewhere draws a line.
[instrumental]. . [The snow covered plains...]. [Early dawn...]. . ["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.]. [Spiritually bounded with nature and all creatures, great and small, the].
(sagas from the antediluvian scrolls). . Black winds whispering 'cross the fens,. In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined. Enraptured by the moon's sweet spells,.
Ink the pen with blood. Now sign your destiny to me. . Now in my hands your fate is given. My claim thee to join me. In death when the life you're living.