I didn't call this far, I've been so careful. I've swallowed air, now I've had my bellyful. So now I want to get something for me. Now I want to get something for me.
I waste nobody's time but my own. Well, it's mine to waste so let it go. My childhood inspection is my record collection. And sometimes I need to feel grown.
Have a good time without me. I'm the center of your very being. Have a good time without me. I'm the center of your very being. . If stuck is what you say.
Could you mind be as shallow. As my five o'clock shadow?. Can things change this fast?. . The one that you wanted is past tense. At present my presence no longer makes sense.
If we get along, I could stay the night. If I think you're right, I could go along. I'll get in the way if it stops a fight. Seems the more you learn, the less you know.
Be careful, you might hear something. You don't want to hear. Be careful, you might say something. That you really mean. . You say, "Take things easy.
As a cloak of darknes is streaming down. A grayish mist hits the ground. As moroii leave their graves. They suck the blood of all thy race. . Communing with the ghosts of the ancient dead.
Ancient evil whisper through the winter breeze. Predatory creatures in desperate need of human blood. Hear the deaden choirs as they rise up from the abyss.
Enforced by priests of lies. The injure time of an evil seed. The altar of damnation. Surrounds the victim for the daemon feed. Gathering for the ritual.
To the void - your minds disappear. Last inner corpses denied. Dream in blood - scleromeninx feel. Scorn in sight - the victim tears. . [Chorus]. Death's claws (of) denial prepare.
Darkness wrap my locus. Modifying my cells. Fast suicide. Haunts from the birth. Implant myself in death. Atrophic arts my feel. Psycho syndrome. Cerebroidal will.
He wants to bring you in the threshold of his door. He wants to show you the ancient secret of magic art. He is the viscid demon that will change your life.
I travelled through the eyes of the Necroscope. Into the realm where marble tombs lay open. Where Death and Decay hold their thrones. And sorrow chants her funeral song.
I feel the resurrection. Another morbid reincarnation Souls back in new life. Ghostriders without time. . [sub-chorus:]. We are the saviours. . I hear a black procession.
Turn from the light and live for eternity. . A mesmerizing whisper. I once heard in a dream. And blood painted my dream scarlet. Sending my soul to sleep.
Turn from the light and live for eternity. A mesmerizing whisper. I once heard in a dream. And blood painted my dream scarlet. Sending my soul to sleep.
The Ancient is, the Ancient was, the Ancient will. From the dawn of times, in primordial chaos. Called Naxyr in every centre of infinity. The gods swim in shapeless water of darkness.
Rebirth of the "Magick". In macrocosmical reign. Archetype of the circle. Vibrations of the heavenly names. The ancient are one. Unite by the fathers of time.