Grinding your fingers down, the skin. On your back wears thin, dust clouds. Billow at your feet, you're gonna get lost. Unless you stop that head spin.
i stare possessed. past the gates of hell. blessed devil spirit. engulfed in fire. . terror. far beyond the. concept of christ. . do you possess. the will.
You never looked into their faces. All you saw there was another threat. You knew, you knew what you had to do. But you never tried, never heard about regret.
in the purest form of evil. where the claws of satan reach. . the claws of satan reach. smothered by thoughts of the devil. the edge of the universe. where no soul yet has been.
the end is the end as you fall. trapped in the void of death. from where on to the stars. only death is real. . the second before death. when the treshold of.
the almighty hammer swings. blasphemy, the hammer of chaos. . of chaos. . enter the sadistic nightmare. covenant of terror. sweep the world. . devastation i breath.
hunted down, become the prey. no borders shall restrain my aggression. there is nothing. . who then shall save you. you have been decieved. . you have been decieved.
How did you get this far?. Understanding nothing at all. You're nothing but small talk. Is there anybody home?. . Is there a secret plan that you follow?.
terror and death. from the sky. all out attack. all that one can see, turned to rubble. thousands are dead, the battle draws near. no retreat. . war. nothing clear at all in sight, war.
She's always restless, she's over-medicated. With the kind of emotion that feels out of place. Never give your opinion, they've got all the answers. Follow the leader but remember where you've been.
so far ahead of us all, you got boy george on your wall. just admit it, you watch too much t.v., you went to your prom. and every year you went to summer camp.
What do you want? I can't believe I'm guessing. It seems like something's out of place. I picture myself a happy man. And the picture don't contain your face.
In my eyes, in my eyes. In my eyes, in my eyes. In my eyes, in my eyes. . I wonder what you would see if you looked into my eyes. Aggravation, insecurity that I'm holdin' deep inside.
I don't like the way you touch me. You hurt me once again. Something about you irritates me. Some things break before they bend. . I can't remember the last time, I saw your face without that frown.
The old man is out by nine. His wife died a year ago. Always wearing his Sunday clothes. Never seen him talk to anyone. . Liquor stores and churches. There's one on every corner.