Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals. Oh, I drank it empty in one single sip. Eight miles wide the valley behyond all hope. Oh, I filled the whole with one single fist.
Hung out to dry. Liquid rites engulf. Eaten alive. Again and again. . It's raining murder here. And the caves are cold. I curse the skies. While the ground slides away.
Alcohol is in my veins. Tears fall as I think of you.. The true memory you left me with. is a key to the wine of melancholy.. . I drown myself in the deepest of sorrows-.
Landscapes of frozen methane. Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes. I was sent here to describe and tease. The minds of the fantasy kings (of my homeland).
Det garr en vei over fjellar. Inn I de dype skogers favn. Garder her led grusom skjebne. Ved likbaal sorget mang ca ravn. . Pesten trod den Norske mark.
Burn the crucifix.. Cremate the sould of the Virginborn. Freeze the shadow of ashes and let. it float away by the Thunder listener's. intense eyelash movements under their.
Dreary bitter soul sets. Life runs painfully gray down the walls of time. Clenching onto the void. Laming intense shivering terror. . Evolution of the mind.
I am allergic to my own tongue. Licking my wounds, end up in Tears. I sweep my teeth in yellow Spit. Rotting Christ before my eyes. I spit in the mouth of the priest -.
En Vind Av Sorg. La seg tungst. Omkring. De Eldstes hus. . En eim av Frost. Pa en allerede Frossen sjel. Et savn av Hyllest. Fra disse De Edle sinn. .
Into the abyss I fall. And dark is the Reich of the dead. A portal to reach to the side. Where bodies fall from the sky. Solitude and peace of mind. Entombed in Cromlech.
Hear a haunting chant. Lying in the northern wind. As the sky turns black. Clouds of melancholy. Rape the beams. Of a devoid dying sun. And the distant fog approaches.
Barbwired empty dreams. Existence is futile. Down deeper down. Rock bottom reality. . Avoiding edges. Still drawn to death. Removing arsenic. Injecting strychnine.
When hell calls your name. There's no way back. And the burning slaves. And the burning holy. . Will be seen from afar. As the new risen throne (star).
Weakling avenger. On grains of drain. Life. Wielding ultimate death. . Bombastic necrohell. Seeping in bitterly. Masked beast temporarily. Revealing sick fear.
When the sun has died. When the angels are blind. When the pig lies thick. Over the palace of god. . When the full moon lights the earth. When the wolves gather in the open.
Bearer of Sword. Stands beyond (the) Triumphant. As Eternal Night falls. On the Planet of (almost full) Void. . Weaves War with a gesture of Might. Fallen are the Souls.
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast. A distant symbol of our beyond. Life lies in front of us. Sacred Ground, Rotten Earth. . Ashes To Dust. Flesh Decomposed.
I must embrace visual hell. To satisfy us. Rape the whores in blasphemy. I am man while I feast upon your flesh. . Glance in my eyes. and see the eternal shadows dancing.
Scent of (the) Flying Shadows. Are in the Eyes of the Vast Uranus. For these Eyes have seen. The horses of the Universe fade away. . Oh, Father (the) Fog of Nebula.
I have had this Vision. Of a voyage in mind and soul. Through silent Somniferous scenes. Within the enclosed chambers of my. . Untouched spiritual experiences.