Across infernal wastelands. Many miles of sunburnt Hell. Tribes are scattered limbs. And dust all laying as they fell. Open lies the challenge to all.
Three score years and ten. Where is armageddon. You promised us the end. A world in flames. . The next millenium. Where is the liars son. Pathetic old reasons.
Across infernal wastelands. Many miles of sunburnt Hell. Tribes are scattered limbs. And dust all laying as they fell. Open lies the challenge to all.
Dark ages - Plague rages. Satan lives / Satanica. Death races - Dead faces - 666 / Satanica. . Maleficarvm. . Tormented - Demented. Relentless / Satanica.
Wasted Years Slaving Under The System. Raised With The Needs Of Humanism. We've Failed To See The Crucial Points. Like A Blind Leading A Blind. The Truth Is Frightening.
My Pagan Fatherland (Evil Power's Night). . When the trees become back, the time comes. The red blaze appears in the sky. holding the clouds of hatred..
I don't regret anything the bridges of life,. Feeling the earth's cold on my face. I come to you,. Oh, wonderful death!. . Rending the sight,. Hiding the thought.
Where our world is - the land of full moon?. Will that once had been ever come back?. Where's your pride, White Man?. Has the cross veiled your eyes?.
I have been drifting through endless nothingness.. Waiting for the end. Looking for an exit,. When I thought, I'm losing it.. How far is forever? How empty is nothingness?.
JESUS! Sacred and ancient her images of what he was. enshrined upon her bedroom wall. A picture of beauty and perfection. Halo vividly backing a man of such flawlessness.
This dimension: emerging black spiral. I gave birth to its damnation with you. Scratch my spine to the core. Right through my hatred. I'll still want to pour the Milky Way on your face.
Deadly pain hovering in the night. Shadows are scared around you. Embossed thought and remorses. To the wall of memories.. . Like a spirit, like a shine.
You have lost yourself.. You will never be found.. We'll cut from ear to ear.. We will open you up.. . You have that look upon your face.. The cut that razors can trace..
Worn out I'm lying in my bed. My head is filled with emotions. I hear the hands of the clock and feel. The coldness conquer my body. Now it is noon and the sun is shining.
Can you hear me?. Do you hear the inner wail out of my soul?. I call for you!. Because I can't go on any longer. My body is dead and I can't feel my own emotions Come and show me the way.
I have been a prisoner of melodies. Which sounded beautiful. But the angels who had been singing them. Now turned into snakes. . The mirror in your eyes.
Metalopolis (Orchestral Version). . [M/L: Jevo]. . Far from the place you live,. Away from the din.. There is a land of joy,. Amusement and spree.. Called Metalopolis,.
Metalopolis. . [M/L: Jevo]. . Far from the place you live,. Away from the din.. There is a land of joy,. Amusement and spree.. Called Metalopolis,. The town of your dreams..
Medieval Feast. . [M: Jevo, Patxa / L: Jevo]. . Now winter is gone. and a new day is born. The season of Spring. when life is reborn.. . Time to harvest time of crops.