En Edirnir tokulu lik Baldrs ok Flutti til saever. Hringhorni het skip. Baldrs. Hann var allra skipa mestr. Hann vildu godin fram setja ok gera par. a balfgr Baldrs. En skipit gekk hvergi fram. Pa var sent i Jgtunheima eptir.
This is ludicrous speed, what's here and now. And intended to be clear to the senses passes as a blur. Obsession, desire, desire, obsession, I know the answer.
I swear this time is real, I swear this time is real. Stood back and took some copious notes. Observation lent some truth, evaluated where I stand. . Dove into the midst of what I would never want to be.
Denying the existence, out of sight - out of mind. Far in the distance, no one to find. Powered by visions, picking up the best from the lines. In future decisions, make sure that you are deaf and blind.
Back alleys and secret doorways. you always try to find. passages to the other worlds. but you're missing all the warning signs. . Countless days of fighting.
the guests have gone. our hearts have beaten with the last song sung tonight. resilience coursing through our veins*. we're picking up the pieces as we watch them fall.
(Brutal Truth). Slop earfuls of the moneymaker. Grazed idiocy, words and paper. If only you could understand. Pushed to ofar. Count the days. Broken trust.
If life could bring about [Incomprehensible]. Beyond those gray days. Which way, pursue Utopia. . The punishment on our daydream nations. Calling you, temptations.
pollutants arriving, the kids are all fighting. why turn your cheek, block reality. for in blind faith, you look the other way. you sittin' pretty, wait until another day.
(Brutal Truth). extra throat noise by Bill Yurkiewicz (EXIT-13). courtesy of Relapse Records. Idle and silent. Idle and silent. Idle and silent. Burn alone.
[extra throat noise by Bill Yurkiewicz (EXIT-13) courtesy of Relapse Records]. . Idle and silent. Idle and silent. Idle and silent. Burn alone. . From time to time one can find.
(Brutal Truth). Point down on me. As if you seek. Look to yourself. Think for yourself. For what's to be. Will always be. Why can't you see. Life creates its own decision.
point down on me. look to yourself. as if you seek. think for yourself. for what's to be. will always be. why can't you see. just say what you got to say.
Ignorance and prejudice. Raping peoples minds. Molded by environment. Hatred of all kinds. . Never knowing tolerance. Ignorant domain. Never knowing freedom.
Your fears of impending doubt. Your course of action follows reaction. Instinct, greed, lust sublime?. . All motivating, all progressive. Stand your ground.
There's a loss of innocence. And of something beautiful. In a look so perverse. In a laugh so horrible. . And I should have noticed. That my pain was your pleasure.
Inside a canvass bag a horrid shocking find,. Butchered body parts atrocity of a worst kind,. Decapitated head severed hands and feet,. Jellyflying organs decomposed rotting meat.
I ride alone on the saddles of freedom. I speak the truth. Damage won't be undone. . "Right" or "wrong". Two places to roam. Wait for no one. That's what I've become.
You see the world. Through images you flinch. Hide away, as if there was nowhere to go. . But try not to bleed.... . You see the world. Through eyes long unsure.