the final war to purge and purify this sacred world - vilified.. one culture interred with righteousness, weaved from deception.. down on bent knees we cry for salvation..
Eye's closed, face down. Pull me up just to drag me down. Let this wicked hatred brood inside of me. Burning up inside I feel it blistering. I feel it blistering.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------. WE'RE LOST IN TIME, ALONE AGAIN. TRAPPED IN MY MIND. SERVING MY FUCKING SIN.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------. YOU THINK IM TAKING THIS FOR GRANTED. BUT ALL THE TIME THAT YOU'D BEG.
Within the misty late year's forest. In times when slouds and trees stand empty. Nine thousand wolves are gathered in the snow. To raise a long and greyish howl..
music by Vincent Bocchini. lyrics by Vincent Bocchini. . This is something I need to be. And it means alot to me. And I know it deep within my heart. This is something I need to know.
I believe in treating women,. like I want to be treated.. When a woman's degraded,. by the lustful eyes of men,. I'm angry.. It makes me sick,. seeing women looked at as objects..
Deliver me from this Body of Death,. I've found no help from within myself,. I've taken my life and filled it with pain,. take sins hands from around my neck..
through the gloomy night. the silent shadows. reach out in the cold. and teares the dawn away. my seamless mind. hears the sound. of thousand voices. whispers my name.
Destroy the body in a cruel word, pierce the flesh of the One who saved your soul.. In a word utter annihilation, in a breath bring total destruction..
Sacred steel, the blazing sword, the swift two edged blade.. At the hands of the LORD, will pierce the caverns of your soul.. Bring's conviction, bleeds the sin, cuts you to the core..
I heard a strong voice. shout out my name. But when I turned around no one was there. It was just an illusion I had. that they should come back one day.
When silence cries.... is it what I feel?. - or is it what you really long to be?. Depression grows again,. to you I pledge my guilt. Deserted fields I strole.
I am standing here alone its so cold. My heart in this world alone. And my thoughts are my prison. I'm the one that's what I announced. . I'm supposed to walk my own path.
Form the day you saw his face. You knew that he was yours. You saw your life in his blue eyes. . No he sleeps the endless dream. Death always comes too soon.
Don't even try to tell me what prayer is for. My Genie in a bottle needs to give me some more. And when this mess is over-I don't need Him anymore. I'll put my God back on temporary ignore.
The world is quick to tell us. The media compels us. For me to have and you to not. Is the difference in our lot. If you must compound your joy. Then you must acquire this toy.
Hear the air raid sirens that warn you of your death. Close your eyes, say goodbye, and take your last breath. Turn this place to rubble, a city turns to ash.