We - from the blood of the dead. We're burning with fury and hate. Bloody vengeance still growing in us. Waiting for mighty lords who'll praise again.
Black cities hidden in the dark. Among the waters beneath the seas. Horrible thoughts destroy the minds. Through the endless nights. You don't know what's to come.
Originally performed by Black Sabbath. What is this that stands before me?. Figure in black that points at me.. Turn around quick and start to run.. Find out I'm the chosen one..
Black to the blind is She above. and black to the blind we seem to be. god-fearing sheep will never perceive. the embodiment of the lust divine. . Nothingness thickens and bends down.
A heart of stone, a smoking gun. I can give you life, I can take it away. . A heart of stone, a smoking gun. I'm working it out. Why'd you feel so underrated?.
Bleeding death, undead, broke the seal suhrim. Desecrate, evil ghost thoth freed him. Mass destruction, ended lives, blasphemation, you will die. . Darkest one, bleeding death, from beyond.
Disemboweled on the altar Jesus Christ. Entrails in the pentagram circle. Spill his blood and reversing catholic humn. Invocate the onslaught of Satan.
Deny resurrection, behead the Nazarene son. Foredoomed holy spirit, our war at last be won. Legion crush Jehovah, see through the faceless dog. Untie our world from Satan.
Since the beginning of all. It exists like a transparent fire. Abiding by the doom. An embracer pleasure is. . Incarnating now. . As a black spell from the hole of space.
Coiled forever in the darkness below. They await for the right time to strike. Defending the truth and protecting the lies. Reptilian, shedding their skin.
You take a lot to say it. And I don't wanna hear. All those silly lies you told without feeling a thing. All those fantasy moments. That you made up for me.
Once again the pain has come. Blood fills my eyes. Another voice lies dying in the wind. This remains constant. Repetition breeds normalcy just the dying whisper of an infected fool.
Turn on all the lights and punch them out. All four burners going, pile it on fire. Metal sparks in the nuclear box. Fist through a window pane. And our broken coffee cups litter the kitchen floor.
Watch the broken common man. Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour. Dirty and sweaty with just enough to get by. . Calluses on his hands, calluses on his soul.
Endless mornings cut by the dawn razor. Whipping the nightmares to a froth. Endless questions with no answers. No replacement for what's been lost. Lost.
I can feel your fear and weakness. I see my own in the mirrors of your eyes. Carved into a corner hopeless. There's death ahead and doom behind. There's a bad storm blowing in.
Archaic methods transfer. Through well in the face of mass denial.. Bitterness fuels the mode. For the escape of mediocrity.. Stepping the grate, shattered nerves.
Watch the broken common man. Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour. Dirty and sweaty with just enough to get by. . Calluses on his hands, calluses on his soul.