In your eyes you've clearly seen. A shadow of what. time may bring. The end is near. the prophet screamed. So you no longer. chase that dream. . All our days the end's been told.
[Lyrics by Jean Schumacher]. . Demons arise. Your dragon's fire. is dying. . A blood red wind is crying. Demon armies. Fill the sky. . Kings and Princes.
Psychological warfare. Still bear the scars from a past war ceased. Neurological nightmare. Torture suffered holds the mind from peace. . Can't face reality unrestrained mentality.
Restless sky the time has come. Turn up your brain you body feels numb. Messed[?] in uncerainty what you have become. Twisting your mind it's only just begun.
Constructed with vengeful hate. The extinction of life, man's final plight. We strive until the end. Though none shall be taken alive. . A killing machine, programmed for death.
Epitomizing horror. Echoes its bleakest past. With willimg replication. Let perspective last. Breaking deadlocks. World bleeding inside. Now the tide is turning.
Injected. Straight to the core. C.N system bypassed. Ready for the war. . Targets now hostile. Pushed to the edge. These colors have borne no retreat.
Contamination - spreads throughout the world. Contagious evil - now that chaos takes its hold. . Sadistic torture - warps your earthly form. Your blood now curdles - now to be reborn.
Open my eyes to reality, it ain't hard to see now. I look around and tell you what I saw. Tried to take my mind away. question my insanity. Can it wait, can you make it wait.
Discontent slowly drifting far away. Low feeling no healing a heart of stone. And as I plunder. As I fall astray. And if I should wander. Could you help me find my way.
Leave your mark etched in time. You be yours and I'll be mine on separate sides. You know I've been lost in so much fuckin' sadness. My life kills me.
[testimony of the dying]. . I, who walk disguised among,. i, who have watched death a thousand times. i, who perform the murderous art,. king of kings, lord of pain.
[testimony of the dying]. . I, who walk disguised among,. I, who have watched death a thousand times. I, who perform the murderous art,. King of kings, lord of pain.
I stalk my prey at night. I have the look of death in my eye. I follow your every move. Waiting for you with my killing tools. . Let me taste your bittersweet flesh.
A malignant blackness,. invades the light. . You seek sanctuary,. but nothing's changed. . In the midst of conflict,. you are paralyzed. . Opposition face to face,.
I can see it. I can see it in your eyes. That special something. When the gods have smiled your way. You've so beautiful you're a living pheromone. Reflective glory-you are the glory.
Endless is the road I walk merciless is time. Frustrations black and white contentment less defined. Bravery through confidence humility with pride. I can face tomorrow if supplied.
The nails are dug in hard. Like the walls around my head. . For the fear in my reflection. A wry grin I bear. Prayer. . See the man of solitude. With weary eyes, with head in hands.
Tucked in the woods. Near North Chicago. Early November. Commences our saga. Two loved in silence. For fear of corruption. Then fate chimed in. With an evil grin and a mighty interruption.
Stepped-of-failure. Smashed to reality. Choosen way was wrong. Won the price. You never know. Until you've made choice. You never know. Point of no return.