[Music : Romarik d'Arvycendres]. . Make love with death .... . May the tears. Fathom the flesh. Caress my words. Drink of me. Swallow my tearful sight.
Lift the sky above the city lights.. After all, these are the brand new boundaries. from which we offered and accepted the distinct ideas and evolving though..
Those women are breaking monuments in their sleep.. Constructing the rhythm, fracturing silhouttes.. They are the products of their inconveniences.. And yet they'll still break rules..
I try to mortify the feelings. To destroy the memories. But something remains. It ties me to the past. . The past I lived. Made me enjoy itself. I loved and hated.
for this bleeding sunwalk. we laid down besides. and a screaming sky walks. and a trigger by my side.... . drowing karmic networks. sad machines inside.
come down to my echo mind. feverdreams of neurotic kind. but I cannot feel you. . head down and straight in line. feverdreams of a foreign tribe. but I cannot feel you.
spiral chains in neon light. crawling trains of fragile tribe. cry in me ironic fool. die in me for all the suns you have inside. . tidal hate to childish love.
we are the serpents that crawl through the night. we are the veins of this town. we are the valleys in metropolitan light and we drown. . we are tunnels that swallow the noise.
Sore am I, calling the pyre. pure and light, deep down the mire. . So goodnight, my firefly dancer. wear the light, the fire will take your. . Heart and love you.
Serpentine Lyrics. . deep inside I'm dying. deep inside I'm hiding. deep inside my every word I cry (alone I cry...). . deep inside I'm heartless. deep inside regardless.
Intimidate - By the power of darkness. Crushing fate - I'll give you the last bless. I control your hate - Only fear will remain. Subordinate - Cause I'll bring you pain.
My soul beyond. Is stiff and cold. It's hard as stone. But it's not alone. The soul of war. . My soul beyond. It's full of hate. It's hard as stone. But it's not alone.
Property, of a million dead lives. Victims, of the prophecy. Slaughtered, for the profit of lies. In agony, we'll decease. . Shattered we lie. Slaughtered we die.
Through the mist of foreign ground. Scattered souls of tales untold. Once forgotten scathing eyes. By damnation, lost in life. . Seeking the void. The last one destroyed.
Norrut lngre fram vi drar, vi skola finna det svarta berget vrt lovade land riket underjord riket dr ingen man satt sin fot. Underjorden skall vi frbli stndigt vi vxa i styrka och p den sista dagen stiga vi fram fr att ta igen det som en gng var vrt.
I vinden viskar ddens stmma. Onda stjrnor p himmelen stirra. Bland furor eka ett isande skrik. Urskogens klor i nattlig sky. Ur rymdens svarta djup. Ur rymdens svarta djup.