Hark. For I speak of purity.. I am unconquerable. In my worship.. I am invincible on my crusade.. However hard the strikes may be.. However deep the wounds..
Suffering from my own demons. Where there's no feelings, there can't be pain. . Where there's no trust, there's no betrayal. Where your taught not to care, all that grows inside is hate..
Ease your mind with you simple life.. Don't tell me that you could never do this.. It's plain to see the truth is you don't care.. Your words fade, your actions speak for themselves..
Since his childhood he's a spot of bother. Raped and abused by his drunk stepfather. The looks of a lamb, but the mind of a shark. He'd rip your sorry ass to shreds for a lark.
How did I get here, surrounded by snow. Strong winds keep tearing the flesh off my bones. Frost and cold wants my soul, thrown into a blizzard led by crows.
Nippon manju. . Welcome to Nippon. . Welcome to Nippon. . Hyakka Ryoran kawaii mono. Kosume kosupure bakubai OK. Donki bireban bikkuro konbini. Doko mo anshin anzen nan desu.
Every day the pain comes back again. The grief that tightens it's grip, day by day. Loneliness it haunts me, makes me cry. Feels like the world has abandoned me.
I am all alone in this pitch-black night. All my dreams in vain. I am the one who lost the fight. Black shadows around me, no hope, no light left inside.
I no longer feel. Where do my heart belong. This shivering wind. Has frozen it to the core. And the rain that whips my face. Covers my tears. These dark shades of night.
So goddamn long, we've been searching. Why has it taken so long. An open mind is a weapon. Loaded and keeping it strong. . The answer might be a question.
I cut myself and still hurt. Grey pain still reminds. There is no Kingdom, Power, Glory. For those who freeze their lives behind. . Following the wrong god I have been.
Since Your Rebirth. I am always with You. Deep in Your mind. Creative, protective. And never forget it.... . I was and I am. In Your thoughts and Your breath.
Another land, another see. The road that never ceases. To lie ahead and beckon still. Though legs and feet are weary. . Another woman, another man. The lust that never ceases.
Innocent angel watching over me. Covering up in a crown of thorns so I could not see. Guilty by birth, a choice that wasn't mine. Seeding me deep with a terror growing over time.
Now you've got something to die for. Now you've got something to die for. . Infidel. Imperial. Lust for blood. A blind crusade. Apocalyptic. We count the days.
It's an imaginary world. Masked by fake and empty words. And deep inside you know it hurts. To be disguised. Believing every single lie. Hiding what you feel inside.
I'll burn all the lives of this angel illuminati. When St. Michael sized means find an end to justify. A belief to fortify this stained glass disgrace.
The day that civil glory dismembered my civility. I could have parted ribs and flesh like a different kind of Red Sea. Drowned the ancient east in western progress.