why don't we see?. we're enslaving ourselves while drowning in our luxury.. Is it just me?. Or do we take advantage of our privilaged society?. why?. it isn't fucking right..
I'm rushing through the cosmos,. Reaching the light from the beyond the sun. I see my self dissolving, as universe locks me into its arms. When you dream of the sea of stars.
And you stare at me in your Jesus Christ pose. Arms held out like you've been carrying a load. And you swear to me you don't want to be my slave. But you're staring at me like I need to be saved.
Jim Fear has done it again. Alfresco slapsticked. Foam mouth sunshine. Slash her and bash her porno freak. Throw another crap cake on the stove, Jimmy.
They shut their eyes now that night has fallen. And pray the wolves are kept at bay. For now the mist hangs, arms wide open. Like some cruel depiction of Christ.
Head trip on the scene again. Pumping in the veins of the rabid mouths to feed. Head back, obsolete. Trapped with the secrets that I cannot keep today.
Then I saw a great white throne. And Him who was seated on it. Earth and sky fled from His presence. And there was no place for them. And I saw the dead.
I've been blessed by the great pain of living. My path is hard, my way is damn heavy. Through the cold, ice cold snow. In the cold I will walk alone. .
Words fly at me your so spiteful. i feel hate at the same time. you love the position i have. or is it the power i have on you. You echo gestures my shadow cowers.
This body feels frail. what have I done to deserve this constant bombardment. and now it's time to stand. do you want a piece of me. I will serve it up to you.
I'm just like anybody else. Let's start it once again. I'm just like anybody else. Yes I am. . And if I thought this to an end. It meant that nothing is ever meant.
so i shut my self down again, and wipe away my surroundings.. while the pain in my heart reminds me of time spent and forgotten.. alone but capable to see through your shit, i will bloom into what's unexpected of me, because your fucked up reality has driven me to this insanity..
When something so special. Seems to slide away. The truth is most lethal. It's breathing in your face. . When you coming to me. Tell me what's going on.
[Musik by Vintersorg]. [Lyrik by Karl-Erik Forsslund]. . Som en gammal isbelupen drake ligger Jkeln tung. Och vitgrnraggig nedfr branten mellan tvenne toppar.
When dormant eyes burst open. So we can see the way. Destiny has spoken. And there's hell to pay. . The skeptics light the candles. For the eternal night.
Illusions of growing up.. Your world is falling down.. Beliefs you once held true, lie six feet underground.. You can kiss your dreams goodbye.. Weakness dedicates your fate..
Vapnare under nordens baner. Framat - Nidingblod ar ert elixir. Av jord ar niding kommen. Jord skall niding ater varda. . Drakens ornament i hallen gloda.