Cannibalism: Nature Or Nurture?

Frozen Thoughts

Mystic night come encircle me. with your inimitable darkness. Drown me in agony and sombre thoughts. . Come fourth your legions of unpurity. I'll bring myself under your domination.

Homicidal Breath

Quest for blood liquidate my prey. Virtulent intention your asphyxiation. Seed the cyanide malicious kill. Necrophile desire the pit of fire. Horrid assassin taste of death.

The American Way

Truth and honor, faith and pride. All convictions surely died. Honesty's time has passed. Time for lies is here at last. . Truth is false, I'm so fed up.

Better Living Through Self-immolation

Fifth Season

[Instrumental]. [Music: Bergholtz, Svensson].

Surf Nicaragua

I know a place. Where you're all going to go. They'll pay you to kill. If you're eighteen years old. . First you'll need a haircut. And then some new clothes.

Freedom Slave

Control binds all. Under restraits. Hidden motives. Dictate a way to live. Freedom Slave. Freedom Slave. New religion. World of disorder. A sublime campaign.

Supremacy

I and I alone you I can't condone don't you see what I mean it's all laid. out simplisticly you won't even have to think you'll just hear the words I.

Anthem For New Sonic Warfare

Fettered In Shackles Of Light

Crawling helpless through my scornful mind. looking upon my inner thoughts. Bless the stars my company in the night. Demoniaced, fettered inshackles of light.

Forward To Termination

Feed The Cold

[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale, Svensson]. [Lyrics: Dinsdale, Svensson, Kvist]. . Dictator of the worshipped sky,. risen from her velvet grave. Encaged in the artwork drawn by the mad.

Suf Nicaragua

I know a place. Where you're all going to go. They'll pay you to kill. If You're eighteen years old. First You'll need a haircut. And then some new clothes.

Forever Enslaved

Trapped in his spell, leads you to hell. the new Messiah emerges. Promise of new life, drawn by strife. Led into psychotic will. Smell the tainted air, your soul stripped bare.

Absinthe Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

Flesh

I see a vision. Daydreams of something I need. Before I wake from this daze. My sense of wrong has depleted. Memory under amnesia. I must have this flesh.

Dim With Shame

[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale, Svensson]. [Lyrics: Dinsdale, Svensson]. . Farewell repulsive earth upon which I've wandered. Nevermore your grandeur I shall behold.

State Of Emergency

Jailed and beaten. Left to die. Political prisoners. Of apartheid. . The youth of the nation. Violently oppressed. In the quest for freedom. Thousands dead.

A Deconstructionists Approach To Popular Culture

Yeah, so anesthetize this aesthetic. we've got this all wrong. we're inordinately subordinate, enslaved by your fashion. . We're nurturing apathy with our philistinism.