Lecturing with human archives. Containing copious accounts of sorrow. Lashing out to gratify. The petulance within. . Grisly exhibition of prey. Refined to a science.
Icelandic dominion. Reigning during a casually brutal age. Exalting bloodlust. We pillage with near impunity. Free from all moral qualms. We celebrate ferocity.
Hunting the trails. Through a twisted mass. Dosed to kill. Rotting soldiers you now pass. Killing another. Human only to save your ass. Pushing forward now.
Behold a white horse. And he who set upon him. Was called faithful and true. And in righteousness he doth judge and make war. His eyes were as a flame of fire.
i hear crawling in the other room, what i see shouldnt exist. in an ancient town burns ash, ash of thousands dead. insanity doesnt exist here, nightmares are constant reality.
It ticks fast (tick tock doom). Lithium fills this whole room. It's flooded there in front of us. It's close to us. . Let it fight (win win loss). A prostitute waits for the thrust.
I am the horned Beast with the seven heads.. I bear the whore, drunk with the blood of Jesus.. I rise from the abyss to avenge the memory of my martyrs,.
Come here I'm gonna tell you how this will end.. Come here I'm gonna drag you down as they ascend. Guns go off and acid rains down, the face of this town.
[The Omen Soundtrack Cover]. . Have you ever seen the Holy Light?. I want to reach all wisdom's highest degrees to write my book.. I had to fight against hostile ghosts.
In a tree the branches gows. Thank to the light of the sky. And at the same time,. The roots grows. Thanks to the darkness of the ground. . But in the centre of the ground.
The american psycho says. The american psycho wants. The American psycho says. The american psycho needs. . Let me hynotize you Let me take control. Let me radiate you stupid little soul.
And now you sleep. Your longest and last sleep. With no awakening. . Under that holy cross. That stands tall in the wind in memory.. . The epitaph upon your grave.
Let me be a bad teacher without taboos and games. Let me now provoke you with my truth and fame. I'm a living sculpture and my body is art. I can change my aspect right the way I want.
Scorching down the mountain with a roar of thunder. Ravenous undertow that drags you under. Violent thrashing in the jaws of fury. Scathing hate from the one man jury.
Sitting at the window staring down. Listen to the people shuffle around. Hear the children laughing. Feel the morning breeze. Sunlight warms his skin.
Creating a life only to destroy. Saved from a life of the unemployed. Where crime is the only way to survive. Which is the best to be dead or alive?. Maybe a chance but maybe not.
I would describe it as. A invisible darkness. Casting, a shadow. A blinding black. Guarded, by hope. My soul is kept safe from. The bloody claws. . Look the way b'yond.
Up and out, I never regretted a thing. Take a glance from the inside, it isn't what you think. This is it, this is everything I have. So between you and me, give up all fucking hope.