In his room - an alien aura. Glass-pipes ,mortars,golden vessels. He knows all,but he must hurry. Working on what seems so precious. . He's gonna turn this steel into gold.
Meet Coraline. Seems an average girl to the wise. Soft hair, innocent eyes. Perfect lips for perfect lies. . She tells them she's fine. How nice it must be.
Death will arise from the altar. Piece by piece you fall. Feel the disgrace. . It penetrates into your skin. The suffering will arise. I laugh when all the gods die.
Passion stains the godless taste. The human eye now raped and dazed. Our marks of shame soon worn away. The spider's trapped in a web of clay. . Naked in the desert of delight.
There is a lime and there is space....As soon as you are. born you are caught in between. Then, you may spend. your life either waiting for your time or wasting your.
Chew it up, spit it out, get a little taste. Such a bitter pill in a sugar case. Something more? Something less? Tell me what's next. Why can't I peel off the blindfold?.
I have got secrets, but no one to share them with. They might go away if you don't let me in. Sober and speechless, alone on the floor again. It's been so long, where to begin.
Judgement ground. Overdrive of sympathy. Withdraw the rats from the beast. ...Onto therapy. . Obsession leaves you weak. Still you're the beauty we all seek.
In the age of darkness we are still riding through. Cold sweeping winds from the other side. The ravenshadow follows our path. Oh, mighty god - Give me power to desecrate.
once so alive - never again. blinded eyes seek the way. . primal. . I'm coming down - coming down fast. once so alive - never again.
Let it be for you a great and high mystery in the. light of nature that a thing can completely lose. its form and shape, only to arise subsequently out.
[Music: Martin & Andreas]. [Lyrics: Martin]. . People torn to pieces. by the sword of God. They are slaves to christianity. when they drink your blood.
"The autumn came and the leaves fell. Like raindrops from heaven. Like sinners to hell. For every drop a sin was earned.. For every leaf a sinner burned.".
[Music: Wiklund]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . And when the moon. has turned to black. Darkened clouds beneath. the astral stars. As the winds fly through. with wings so dark.
The fire is out, and spent the warmth thereof. This is the end of every song man sings. The golden wine is drunk, the dregs remain :. Bitter as warmwood, and as salt as pain.
Incomplete... (a state I knew). Dry as dust... (the thirst of few). Once a chill but now it's fear. Fell the numb drawing near. . Out of reach from human touch.
Hear. what I brought. with my fear. . Hear. What I thought. scars I feel. . Born in the crowd. of the rusty pleasures of your kind. burn like a shout.
[Welcome the leader of divine domination]. . [Lyrics: M. Schulman]. . Into oblivion, into a void of chaos. Gaze upon a circle of fire. Everlasting elements of innocence.
I know the pain of insane which comes to my soul. I see the streets drowned in rain the melody of sad. Flag is tremblin' in my hands I'm beatin' out the paintings in rock.
[Music: Schulman]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . The triumph of death. Like a spell of mayhem it prevails. Sent to destroy. The Holy sacred feeble light. Devastating warlust.