[Music: Martin & Andreas]. [Lyrics: Martin]. . Mutilated cadavers decay. through your bleeding eyes. Organs are drowned in mush. I dispatch your unclean pus.
[Music: Schulman]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . Slowly I'm watching her die. A fixed look in her eyes. You bleed as I see. Her soul fade with fear. . She shall suffer - I will slain.
Undress the cold northern wind. Carry the strenght through bloodred waters. Feel the gloom of a cosmic universe. A moment of silence and nothingness. .
[Lyrics: J. Jansson]. . [Lead: Kjellgren]. . In the darkened land of dreaming black. Our eyes of terror will slay you down. We strike as beast and deplore your souls.
Please me or bless me. I'm full of your lack. depress me and press me. to give me your slack. weed of your decease. anger of your bliss. . Crown all your world.
Incomplete... (a state I knew). Dry as dust... (the thirst of few). Once a chill but now it's fear. Fell the numb drawing near. . Out of reach from human touch.
slither inside. can't go where I hide. so delicate and weak. you dare not collide. the truth in me. too dark to see. so bitter the taste. now the poison runs free.
Some might call me a sinner. Some might call me a saint. The beast may hound. The beast may roam. Now you know what lurks inside. When you please me. .
Home laboratory turned mortuary. Experimental transplants and surgery. Using bleach and corrosives to make zombies. Gaping cranium sutured with epoxy.
Home laboratory turned mortuary. Experimental transplants and surgery. Using bleach and corrosives to make zombies. Gaping cranium sutured with epoxy.
She was daughter of sun, child of evil creation. She will tear the sky and earth apart. As the night shall become over us. When the path for heathens are marked.
A shiver creeps down my spine. As I wander through these hordes. And when these callous arm. Streches out for me, I feel at home. . You are the beholders of silence.
Chomping and splicing, your gums sliced to shreds. Tattered bloody ribbons, incisored skin is shred. Scraping on sore teeth, cracking and chipping. Shredding and mincing raw nerve endings.
What the fuck. Should I have done?. What the fuck. Should I have done?. . Say what you mean. The future isn't what it used to be. You tore out my heart.
[Music by: Callenish Circle]. [Lyrics by: Jos Evers & Patrick Savelkoul]. . Once a mighty tribe full of pride. one with nature till white man arrived.
Obey me, seduce me and fucking please me / Kneel down, now touch me, adore. me and serve me / Never forget my wish is your command / What I want is what.
Wake up and see the truth, it's over for sure. Like the sinking of the moon. All hope seems to be gone, all lust is fading away. For the dust of forgetting.
A hundred suns, born to kill. It is madness, a sun created by man. Once again a perverse irony of life. Earth creates, man destroys. . Love and hatred.
We've been marching under the gloomy sky. Dispersed into small crowds. From horizon to horizon. Since time immemorial, for many years.. Under the endless vault of the sky covered with stars.