Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice. . Your sweet soul comforts me. Your eyes show the desires of a whore. To touch your flesh on my skin. To feel the heat that you bring.
[Man:]. Our evolving existence. Is the wording of our endless strife. . [Matter:]. (silence). . [Man:]. I'm built by you, but you live only through me.
Här i vårens och naturens sköte. Dit jeg flytt från stadens kvalm och tvång. Här jeg stämt med dig, min lyra, möte. Här du äter klinga må, min sång!. Flora blomsterprydda spiran sträcker.
[Lyrics: Urteaga Music: Davis]. . Manipulation - by the hands of oppression that grab a hold. They have no choice but to die. 1000 years of pain - their sentence penned in blood.
[Lyrics: Geoff Thorpe]. . Oh you puritan demons hide in your closets of stone.. Are you so pure when the walls crash in and you're overexposed?. Gather round now all demons, taste of blood on your lips..
(Lyrics & Music: G. Thorpe, C. Albert, L. Howe). I hear what you're sayin'. And you're sayin' nothin'. You're talking in circles. A picture's worth a thousand words.
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik]. . Look at me decrepit old man,. Bent by hundred years weight,. Beaten many times by whims of fate.. >From the dawn until the sunset.
[Lyrics by M. Schur, Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel]. . Mi rival, quin eres t que me has hecho tu blanco?. Quir llen tu espritu de este rencor a tu hermano?.
With dismay you meet the rising dawn,. Tired of the endless roam,. You've lost your way and there is no return. To the place you long ago called home..
Prime, the first evolutionary plan. That spawned the first ever superstition of man. God created every atom that lives. But was he really there at all?.
Hotter than an atom bomb, holocaust so vast. While devastation is our homeland, light ain't all that fast. Vesuvius erupts our tune, igniting all in reach.
Look at my eyes and you will see. Fire is burning inside of me. Fire it burns. Fire it burns. Look at the children. Look at my eyes. Look at me Satans child.
Look at my eyes and you will see. Fire is burning inside of me. Fire it burns. Fire it burns. Look at the children. Look at my eyes. . Look at me Satans child.
Your love is infectious. Your rotten to the core. Every body knows what you got. But they still come back for more. Your everybodys favourite. You give them all a good time.
Told you the story 'bout a teacher's pet. Well, you ain't heard nothing yet. Skool Daze over teacher thinks that's no lie. Skirts up, heads down, playtime.
There was a time when hunger was mine,you'd walk the line.. You sowed the seed, your making us need,your watching us bleed,you bastard!. We always felt you were a better friend,with your riches and your smiles,.
Stretching their arms out. Towards you clenching fists. Inhaling atmospheres. From hot fiery pits. Laughter announces. The musical war. Crowley pronounces.
Pain. Ripping through your senses. Screaming in torment. Waiting to die. . Mental strangulation. Choking all belief. Psychic execution. Razor sharp relief.