LOOK IN THE MIRROR LOOK AT YOUR EMPTY FACE. REFLECTING PICTURES OF A LIFE AIN`T WORTH LIVING. THE TIME HAS COME AGAIN FOR YOU TO SATISFY YOUR LUST. FREE YOUR INNARDS FROM TURMOIL.
The magic seal is broken, to the gates of darkness. With a mighty burst they open, a way down to the abyss. A black horse with blazing eyes, waiting for the time to die.
[Music: O. Alexander]. [Lyrics: O. Alexander]. . Forever the snow falls into a pond of tears. As they fall from the sky. . . descending, sometimes they cry.
[Music and Lyrics By Mark Kelson]. . I stand in the rain. looking for the answers. why do I feel this way. withering like a dying rose. I must join you.
[Music and Lyrics By Mark Kelson]. . For centuries I've walked this world alone. immersed in the serenity of the shadows. filled with the blood of life.
[Music and Lyrics: Mark Kelson]. . Is this my coldest winter. I've lost my warmth, my soul. so still in your coffin. I want to touch you. a vision of perfection.
While passing judgment reigns. And this face is not our own. The evidence is on display. . And I fear its treason now. Betrayed by these teachers revered now.
Wake from your sleep, from the depths of this lifeless trance. Where you wait for death to claim you and return you to the ground, to clay and dust. The end you've chosen found, your death found.
(oh darling, please don't bring your trials home).. laugh. . .life is a tune. . .. every one knows. . .. don't be so serious with me.. now tell me i'm wrong. . ..
started off as little, but look,. how it's grown.... you were so carefree in your sin. now you reap the seeds you've sown. you thought you had control.
I've been here for. a million years. it's only been. the twinkling of an eye. this dark, this pain. it's so unbearing. fire consumes. the tears I cry.
you're up in my face, spitting and screaming. your composure is gone, gone away. calling me "fool" the insults abounding. and you're shocked to find my mind hasn't changed.
in these remaining days, let us not be tangled in. mankind's celebration of itself. rather, let us live as children of God. for what fellowship hath light and darkness.
mosh into the circling pit. slamming to a power fit. once you're in. you can't get out. fear is banished in a shout. . fun is what you will find. when you have a peaceful mind.
intro: isaiah 41:23 & 24. . the roots deep of this wicked tree. they're reaching out seeking to change me. it's struggle enough not live for my "self".
from the very moment I heard your deceit and subtle lies. from the moment you shocked me silent I burned to question: why?. why? why do you insist, you persist in blasphemy of my Lord and God?.
On the day of the De Danann rule,. Breas ruled the pagan lands.. He led his people as a fool,. under the shadow of Balors hand.. The Tuatha De lived a life of pain,.
He holds a twisted torc in his hand,. the forests are his ruling land.. . "Great god Cernunnos, return to Earth again,. come at my call and show thyself to men,.
We fled for our lives on a winter's eve,. Cold but unheeded, we left with speed.. The roundheads they had come this night,. Our gallant people ? But blood in sight..
We who are old yet fair of face,. Thousands of years this world did grace,. Beneath the earth away from men,. Our Middle Kingdom it lies hidden.. With sword in hand and our shields by our sides,.