They want to see our castles burning. False religions from a wicked spell. Commit crimes in ice cold blood. The tortured souls to dwell. . Born dead creatures live again.
Black metal is the game I play. 'cause no one show me the right way. I am a bloody Antichrist, only believe in bad. Spit at the church, Evil I get. . Blasphemer. . . ..
Product of my breeding. Inauspicious shapes. Formed by depravity. Abnegation of my past. . Resigning, ireful. Watching the depopulation. Danger, impotence.
Born to die in a game where there is no return. Try to find a pleasant means of death. All your life paying for the lesson you have learned. Tortured by the world till you draw your final breath.
The end of armistice and universal peace. No suspension of hostilities. Prophecy of bad news, this is no fun. Come into your own and take off your gun.
if blades were laughter. each nail a smile. my scissorsmouth. would spit the soil. for words of napalm. none below. for hymenmurmur's. poisonshow. . if blades were laughter.
i walk on ways of sadness. to see the frustration of truth. hope that it will be endless. to see that i am real. you say i'm a sacred one. one to devastate.
Drank that link for way too long. Guess ever since it fuelled my tongue. For this blackelectric song. . It's blackelectric. Somewhat blackelectric. And I wonder what this song is for.
born of nightseed's unfastened tongues. i carve my thunderspeech. in the naked waters. of a silverrain eclipse. the starchoir's soulflight chant. conquers the sulphurfields....
i can't deny the way your fingers make my blood shiver. and that i almost did surrender to what was easy in a way. but i know it's all over, it's the last page of the book.
Maybe I know her better, but not point blank. Everybody is dancing all around me. Pierced right through me, like a big tool. Looking at the pale morningstones.
I keep saying. I don't understand. Well she knows me. I don't go that way. It might be better. In another town. When you're never there and. He's never around.
Dm F G Bb. Old man go to the river. C A7 Dm F7. To drop his bale of woes. Bb G F Dm. He could go if he wanted to. Bb G7 F Dm G7. It's just a boat to row you know listen to me now.
When you come to me,. I'll question myself again;. Is this grip on life still my own?. . When every step I take. Leads me so far away,. Every thought should bring me closer home..
I hold you in. A sea of silence. On the borderline of truth. Open violence. I see no sign. I see no place I've loved. Depending on the signs. To find the road.
Baby, baby. I hate to go. Don`t leave me alone with this sorrow. The body`s heavy. The getting`s slow. Lost in moments. Caught in moments. The night is starless.
I hear your voice. Way down inside.. A whispering sea. Of towering trees;. But no reply.. A silence so rare,. And more than I can stand.. Sweeps like a flood,.
The beat of his wings on the moon never tire. As black crow descends stealing somebody else's fire. Suffering is no cause for pity. As black crow hits shoe shine city.