By suicidal tendencies trident missiles in the air. My missiles underground, protect us till we're dead. . Memories of tomorrow. Crying sorrow. . Push the button kiss good bye the nuclear arsenal.
Murder at your every foot step. A child's toy sudden death. Sniper blazes you through your knees. Falling down, can you feel the heat burn?. . Ambushed by the spray of lead.
When everything push to the merge. free quiting,be patient. when you are searching for a way out. frustraying denist it. not always so obvious. the true colours of shining free.
[Music: Edlund/Hanner / Lyrics: Sjogren]. . The eternal breath is calling. Ever to be sanctified. There's nothing like the pain. And the hollow sound of silence.
Vertigo is the leading force of will,. as many paths as its forced to fulfill. Billions of combinations to make them be,. a billion more to set them free.
Angry man walks through fields steps in shit, gets pissed off. Finds the cow that made the mess, kicks the udder, milk and innards spill. Carves out the belly, gouges out the neck.
"Does blood turn you on?. It does more than turn me on, it makes me cum!. And more than the sight of it,. I love the taste of it, the taste of hot, freshly killed blood!".
If you were here. I'd whisper sweet nothings in your ear. And appeal to all your fears. If you were mine *If you were only mine*. I'd bring you so much further down.
Daylight adorn her withering life force. With a long lost river. That mend all her woe in its flow. . May I redeem my funeral. Self in thy mirror. Of soul sanctorum.
[Stranger:] come inside. Read my epitaph, deranged am I?. [Estranged one:] haunting me. Be my lover, I prithee. . Prophecies of death outside. take the moonshine for a ride.
I'm standing on the edge. the edge of sanity. all I feel is emptiness. my mind will never. mourn in peace. . After all the tears. through all the years.
Waking up on a cold metal table. Of a pain thats sharper than the blade. That is buried deep inside you. You are sedated right to the point. Where your awake but cannot move.
Shadows of sadness dazzle me deep inside. Tears are falling as the winter capture my mind. Darkness surrounds me as reach out in emptiness. Running through a maze, a desert which holds the pain.
Restricted manners, blinded by the truth. Symbol of salvation, the god of emptiness. Acts of desire, a shallow grave called life. Rebels of the wicked prepared to face the lie.
Arise from beyond an obscure gate. Awaken from the ancient slumber. Graceful phantasm of the netherworlds. Mortals have summoned in enochian tongue. .
When I look into the mirror, what is it I see?. Reflection of my greatest enemy. . Sounds of hatred, wasting all these years. When I listen to myself speak, was is it I hear?.
When I look into the mirror, what is it I see?. Reflection of my greatest enemy. When I listen to myself speak, was is it I hear?. Sounds of hatred, wasting all these years.
I can feel your eyes on my face. I can sense the laughter in this place. Well, I can see disgust in your eyes. As they stare straight back to mine. . Well, I feel the prick.
If the only difference between man and animal is self-control. Then there is no such thing as man. . Wheres the self-control?. We act like dogs, our brains are between our legs.