I'll give you space, as you chain me down. I won't let go, but you'll let me fall. I'll see your way, as you avoid mine. I'll give in, so you can walk on me.
This is a story for the glory of the whole world. Preying off of a prayer. Theres no future living life in the past. Theres no savior. Theres nobody there.
I part the lips. That never told you a lie. I got a weapon. And i want to train you. To jump on and go for a ride. Come on its time. To make you beg. Come bang me.
In everyone hides. A king for a day. Nature's actors. In tragedies we play. . But deep bows the head. That bears the crown. For the weight of might. Can always pull us down.
His hands hide inside a sleeve. And little feet play with the ground. beneath him. While up in the sky is where he wants to be. . Time will fly. And the wind plays with him.
[words & music by Thomas C. Hansen]. . Going back in time, long before the human kind. When there was no evil minds. Driven by a force, let the nature take its course.
one man to rule them all. concieved son of God. he will destroy us. bleed the world dry. power corrupted. infected mind. unholy messenger. drank blood, of the martyr.
The silence of your voice in me. Immortal severance to be free. Cold skin breaking, questions burn. Are you falling, will you ever learn?. . There's murder in your eyes.
Our deep world of darkness, So infinite and formless,. So far from paradise, Still ill at ease,. We decree, we despite, We deceive, we arise,. Spawned at the dawn of ages, From the bowels of this world,.
Always a spectacle it's a public show. Unimpressed so it's time that I let you go. Reputations from these antics. I may not be pure but I'm not all that toxic.
If she were a car she'd be a latte colored Chevrolet. If she were a drink she'd be a Diet Coke - no lemon, please. If she were a dress she'd be a Spencer - nothing flashy but OK.
A gleaming fascination, burning deep inside. When it comes into my mind. The crown's my destination, a doubtful paradise. Oh, they forced my sacrifice.
[EP Version]. . When it's night on earth. I'm longing for the days. All the tears in my heart, driving me insane. . Running free, breaking from our chains away.
From the pristine emerald seas of autumn sorrows. The giver of life weaves desolate tomorrows. We revere a kindred bond still bleeding. The histories of the hopeful.
No, I can't go on. I'm waiting only for tomorrow. Life, so meaningless and hollow. It's the circle of sorrow. . All I once believed in is dead. A faded halo around my head.
Die for me - I'll swallow all your pain. Kill me - Release me from this strain. Feel it - You are going to be forgotten. Taste it - The hand of unforgiveness.
[Trollhorn / Katla]. . Aamund och Kettil. Tvenne prstemn. Hade byggt en kyrka. Fr att gud sin dryka. Dock ej prster rknar med. Frbannade trollens jvla sd.
[Tundra, Trollhorn / Katla]. . Blodet skjler n en gng. Skogens mossor och kala berg. . Kom alla hr min sng. Vi tar deras liv n en gng. . Se fornatidens eld beskda dess prakt.
Jag sg min hr av troll och vtte. Slappa spjut sa lngt gat mtte. Tusende kroppar alla dda och svala. Min arme ur skogen nu lag i dvala. . D sjng honan mrk en sng av hat.