All are welcome here. To the Eden feast. Enter if you will. This is Eden beast. . Faces stay hidden. Behind their dark masks. In arms they enter. The great hall of sin.
the fantastic weight of oceans. cathedrals of immense awe. the brilliance of erotic literature. enlightenment of the whore. marvel at the hanging gardens.
A boy so young upon the gallows. Gazing down like a saint. From the church of children cries. He awaited one anticipation. . Pictured from her mouth. A further request.
Contamination fills the earth. Seas are polluted with hazardous waste. Humanity that once existed. Punished for sins of mankind. Disturbing elements that natured.
[music by Acres/Walsh, lyrics by Reigel/Coker]. . entering a new world. of hate and deception. useless massacres cut and dissected. there is no law all are defenseless.
Reflex in the sky warn you, you're gonna die. Storm coming, you'd better hide from the atomic tide. Flashes in the sky turns houses into sties. Turns people into clay, radiation minds decay.
The sun is far away. It goes in circles. Someone dies. Someone lives. In pain. It is burning. Into the thin air. Of the nature. Of a culture. On the dark side.
I feel much colder in my heart and soul. My wrath is growing stronger every day. I am the shadow in every night. I am the demon, born of black and raised in hate.
Watch out!. . The night is magic, metal-electric. Your mind goes manic, wild and satanic. 600 souls of blasphemy, tonight we set the power free. In flashing lights and violent sound.
There's no escape, as the darkness falls...you can't resist, the Devil's call!!. . Misanthropic - Frozen soul blaze black and cold. Luciferian - Slave to the beast and marked for life.
There's nothing that you could say to me to keep from walking away. So let's go. Maybe it hasn't registered yet, to you that we're through. But, we're as done as it gets my love and for us.
Bodies rotting. faces dark. sent in forever fear. all your flesh will rot. . Rotten corpse,. dead in cruelty and pain. to end up in this special way. Extremely rotten flesh.
Echoes of terror in this old land. I see the result of their quest. Skulls of old heroes lie everywhere in this mystical place. Dust in their eyes, dust in my pride.
I crossed the valleys the dust of midlands. To search for the third key to open the gates. Now I'm near the altar the secret inside. As legend told my beloved sun light the dragons eyes.
Where sun creates shadow's games. Where tragic echoes speak of death why Lord why. Between the ruins through lakes of holy blood. I walk in tears for my wasted land.
Leaves fall in the autumn. Of lives that appear. To be worthless to some. Utmost ignorant. . Expectations shift in the eye. Of the beholder, behold. .