Here in the shadows, there's no wishing well. May the Blessed one forgive me. Like so many times before, there's no savior at the door. It won't matter anymore.
Fiends of the gods to war we ride. Over the black mountain far over ice. Fields of war before us now ride by my side. Ride by my side fire. . Warriors of the north hold your swords high.
It's raining outside!. Staining this black coat, but!. You wouldn't know!. A cold and Grey sky. Drowning all my tears but!. Your eyes are closed!. . No! No!.
[Music by Marco Kehren/Deinonychus Lyrics by Marco Kehren and Alex Kurtagic]. . Hovering the incidence of humanity. I have been elected the foe of your virtues.
Safe in these walls, hide in my skin. These are the things that I live in. Out of control, persistent mind. It's out of reach, I'm self-confined. . Made of blood and useless lies.
This feeling won't leave me. I need to relieve thee. By maiming and killing this bitch In total secrecy. From some dark place. In my soul comes a new Realm of depravity.
Lilith queen of the darkest night. You give life to monsters in my mind. You sustain necromancers work. And appear like an evil cloud.. . Oh black, infernal moon that crosses the sky.
You're the matter, the motion and the mind.. You're the great realization of my perfect self.. You devour and destroy the Gods of earth. and consent the incarnation of joys of life..
Welcome to my synagogue. Vagrants, thieves and underdogs. Welcome inside Satan's church. Come and join the party!. . Here we wait for Lucifer. 'cause tonight he will appear.
In a desert of red sand and gravel. There's a place where all pleasures thrive. It's the kingdom of the ancient mother. Where the wisdom of the old survives.
Stand here for me angel. Oh, little child so broken and wild. Bear not life on your shoulders. Just kiss it one last time. . Was the music too loud for you.
Acid streams from the Chalice over the newborn body,. Pain rises like deadly waves of sulphur. And it cries with despair and supplicates. As it dissolves its sweet flesh.
Can anybody hear me now. A cruel land's fallen son. Pleading to the skies above. Forgive me please for what I've done. . The only truth is death they claim.
Arise, and see your beaten master. is hungry for his spoon. His cries are met by joyous laughter. and stones from dusk till noon. . He preyed upon the innocent.
Those who are a waste of life. Use up air that others could breathe. Human leaches all around. Superior is what they believe. . Fake is a word you represent.
Twisted, beaten, and now ripped apart. The black hopeless days of a once thriving heart. The pain of the process. Your sick little plan. You buried the hope but! You can't kill the man.
You live in your private hell. Don't know if you're sick or well. Something out there calls your name. Too insecure to enter the game. . Life to you is a magazine.
Every day blows by in a world of corrupt addiction. With life comes pain withdrawals and deformation. Breaking the mould of human appearance. Contorting bodies with chemical interference.
if you're dream is shattered. pick up the glass. Don't let your head, keep running. whatever is behind you. leave it past. can't you see, what's comming.
Bodies deformed way beyond belief. Cast out from their concerned society. Flesh contorting day after day. Freak of the dark world is what the people say.