[Music: Vanargandr, Lyric: Vanargandr]. . P vigrids slette en kjlig natt. hviler der en tke tett. Foles som et himmelsk kvel. der jeg str forlatt i tkens hjerte.
Forsche auf dem Grunde. Denn ich brauch ihn sehr. Erwarte ihn jede Sekunde. Er ist mein Begehr. . Suche ihn in der Tiefe. Zu Ohren steigt ein Wiederhall.
I try to enter deep inside. And devour everything. All I need is power. "To take control till destroying". . To see the light of the seven signs. And reach the prophecy.
Sun is going down. Replacing the sleep. fight will carry on. tonight, tonight. I have to run away and. Find another place to go. And still feel alone..
[Some people and/or nations look at wars or manoeuvers during peaceful times as being a great adventure or game.]. . There's a haze upon the water. And the smoke, it hides the land.
Vertigo hits, tonight we dance. What dance has brought us to a disfigured. Ballroom where we march in fine rows. And our heels, our heels touch the ground.
Victims thier bodies covered with thhier blood. Forever dead sever gashes through thhier fat. Nonsense they lived in vein and died in vein. >From birth to death they continually had got insane.
Voices inside me. Try to confuse me. Turning difficult my choices. But I have to fight to find. So many ways to follow. So many places to go. And always face the empty.
Bedroom mirrors do tell who's the fairest of them all?. Lime light silhouette transparent walls. Dancing shadows cascade paper dolls. Wailing ghost guitars send in the clowns, send in the clowns.
Staring at the corpses, narcotic gasses rise. Disturbing my conscience with visions I despise. . Mesmerized by the stench of rot. Sickly torn with medical scorn.
Penetrating with my cathether. Desecratiing cavities. Landscapes of peptic ulcers. In a panaromic view. . Occular exploration. Contemplation is my vice.
Do you sense the daemon that watches you. While you sleep in your bed. Do you feel the claw of my mental embrace. Ohh suffer my daemonwrath. The intense touch.
Step from my shadow. Rejoin your past communion. Melt with empty dominions. Angels carrying weapons. Crying insanity left on the threshold. Frozen shaking dysfunction's not the way.
Take the mask off show the fiend. Take the mask off show the fiend. Vows of loyalty fertile the promise. Catch the glimmer follow spinning wheels. Quick easy painless tongues split in two.
A sultry haze hangs in the air. A lightning storm cuts through the sky. Thunder, the master, calling for the clouds. Thunder, your master, summons you to this place.
Heightened pleasure, blackened name. Cataclysmic rush, engulfs thy veins. Falling into nothingness. As you're chasing the sun. . Darkened shadows, form a haunting maze.
Denial, no function, loveless, no meaning. Fearless, system, suffering on, existence Meaning, distorting , shapeless, feeling. Fearless, system, suffering on, existence Why am I, such a void.
Reduced to this, Vulnerable and cold. Pushed myself too far, Such waste. . Grit my teeth, With tears in my eyes. On my knees for you, Truth is always pain.
You fucking fakes, you bleed me dry. You fucking speak, I don't need to reply. I can be what you want, just push me. I can be what you want, just push me.