Face the truth, the truth that we live in. This life is losing its burning flame. I cannot feel, no longer deny it. We are this world's forsaken:breed!.
Lifeless symphonies playing on the last refrain. So malignant and cold. This is the music for the dead. And the primitive chords,. Embraces me like a cold winter storm.
[Music: Hanner / Lyrics: Wenngrenn]. . A euphoria, you live in a dream. Wake up and smell reality's flower. . Unwanted emotions stuck like a. thick layer of glue; weakness.
Sell us, all of this shit that you tell us. Condemn ostracize and expel us,. as you profit for blood lust adn chaos. . Chorus. Twisting and turning as our world is burning,.
I cut my fingers so my hand won't let this fucker slip. And every word it lingers, louder as I tighten grip. In every dream he haunts me mocking in his ignorance.
Rip, staple bite babies!!!. I tear heads off babies and lick their soft skull caps. Spineless fetus round and supple. Suffocated within my duffel. Infant decay and rot.
Massive insurrection, idealistic mutilation. A battle like we've never seen. Far beyond chemical warfare. The battle is fought within our minds. A passion for conquest and plague.
Burned, Burned, Burned by the devils fork. . Falling off the edge of the world, down through the portals of hell. Where the fire still burn and the weaker work and learn.
I never thought how easy it could be.. Slithering her stomach. Tore apart her soul to burn. Carved up and ripped her bowels out. . I rip, I carve, I puke devour.
Standing in a holy light words full of promises. But your sermons never will erase your lies. Preacher of illusions hands raised up to the sky. Serpent in heaven angel with devil eyes.
Back to the source. Of humanity. I burn the icons. Of your morality. . Cause I am the male. The primal one. I raise my strength. And spit my wrath. I am the male.
Shades of darkness, staring at my misery. Blood follows the blood, my fate has already been sealed. Corridors of pleasure, a passage to hell it seems.
Summon the myth of a reckless world. The beast is slaughtered by the hands of sickness. Question the myth and the ancient summoning. A disgusting sight, this diabolic ritual.
Hear me, centaur of life. Destroy this land, full of pain. Candles burning inside of me. My eyes are closed, yet I see. . Lust versus ratio, rage against peace.
trapped in a mendacious world. ignorant child, victim of christian filth. enforced to have faith in the book of lies,. disguised as goodness. . bastard saints filled with lies and disgust.
Dark outer garment. Shapeless mark god-fearing man. . Hail sincere cruel tyrant. Thy servant anticipates pain. The reason why things come together. Acts Performed in elaborate way.
All is calm on the western front. civilian dreams fill the mornig breeze. listen closely, hear the prophecy. pretenders preaching, it's time to flee!.
"cursed be all those, who preach with a high voice for the benefit of their hordes. For they are the weakest in faith, and the darkest within their heart themselves...".
Her innocence lay. Shred with a lie. Sweet lips decay. Forever mine. Grandeur of hilt. Do not bear guilt. Eyes wide to see. Your madness in me. . In the lanterns pale and sulphur air.
[Beyrodt / Cooper / Hilgers]. . Escape, confines run into night. Tense whispers from nearby. A life lost in my eyes. Drak image of a smile. . Fraying at the edges in my mind.