Death herself had chosen me. To let me watch that gruesome scene. And she held me in her daunting hand. Amazed by that macabre view,. My heart begun to pulse.
Hail to the Seducer. . [M:] Tired of obeying a God who rules like a tyrant. [G:] You create your own kingdom. [M:] Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance.
[Music : Aphazel / GroM - Lyrics : GroM]. . I roamed the paths the obscure paths. that lead to the realms of chaos. I lowered myself into the abyss of hate.
No house stood there but straight. Its walls must crack. In full mid-day. The darkness was so grand. And no light was in the land.... . Fatherland.
Clad in armour, strong of will. Eye for an eye, kill for a kill. . "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it". Cross and half moon in total war. "Allah Ahkbar", "God wills it".
M jin verta vuotaen taakse linjojen. M huusin teidn pern mut mun huuto hukkui yhn. Yhn, jossa pommikoneet vihelt. Yhn, jossa koneet osaavat vain hvitt.
En edes tied mit susta haluan. En silti pysty irti pstmn. Huomaan, ett itseni hajotan. Kun en en yls psekkn. Oudot ajatukset pss vaeltaa. Ennen kuin saan tajun sammumaan.
Siin kvi niin niin kuin epilin. Synnyin vahingosta ja ilman suunnitelmaa. Sama kai jos joku vain. Munkin elatusmaksut nostaa sai. . Aikakausikin vrin arvottiin.
The crowd did move. Was it live. The course it took. Was it right. The crown I wore. Was it mine. The lips that lie. Is it true. The lace that tears. Is it skin.
Have you any idea. What it's like to be me. Watching you succeed and move forward. All my wasted time, tensing in anticipation. My thought process. Full grown and worthless.
This most unwitting occurrence. Is indeed about you. So take it. Or chalk it up. All the others before me. Can give what I doubt. . Take what I've taken.
Come wind, come icy storm, come thundercloud!. Rise ruthless tempest and make lightning strike!. . Wake up You in the bowels of the earth. - tremor the snowy fjells with all my hurt!.
Chasing time, thats buried in.. rank and lodged, and paused.. And held at arms length.. With the season, comes the fathers line.. With the son, comes the fall..
We built our towers in sand. and now they collapse around us,. as we fall into the cracks.. Nothing shall remain as it once was.. . Hold on to these falling pillars and resurrect a passion,.
There is a mist that chokes the land.. The waves attack. Relent.. The skies attack,. they come, relentless..
You walk around like we owe you everything, but what you don't know is that we don't care. You're not what you were, you're bitter now, you're not what you once were, you're bitter.
I will survive through all this strife, and as the day grows older, so do I,. and as the ashes fall, and cover your eyes, and stitching your mind closed.
What we once were can never be taken away from us. Let's raise our fists in the air, let's make a difference,. go back to when we had something to say,.
The blood will flow, down from the sky, angles reaping all of us, faithful or not. The moom will turn to fire, the sky to ash, sickles reaping all of us, faithful or not.