[Lyrics: J. Jansson]. . [Lead: Kjellgren]. . Welcome inside my tomb and my heart of black. I am calling thy demons of war and let them all come to me.
slither inside. can't go where I hide. so delicate and weak. you dare not collide. the truth in me. too dark to see. so bitter the taste. now the poison runs free.
In the holy river Ganges. In the river of karma and souls. Shiva speaks to the Goddes Kali. Gentle breezes carry his voice. In the holy river Ganges. Pilgrims wash away their sins.
Some might call me a sinner. Some might call me a saint. The beast may hound. The beast may roam. Now you know what lurks inside. When you please me. .
Cold waves. Of the foaming flood. Over the lowland. Of gray soil. The flowin' like an impulse. From hearth to the brain. Impulse of salvation. When I was dying.
[Music - Lodmalm/Sievers]. [Lyrics - Lodmalm]. . All but gone. Her laughter still burns. Burden black,rosen red. The setting sun becomes her. . Now she walks the shadows.
He was passing my world. Whistlin' the melody. In the simple suit with hands in his pockets. Dirty pieces of paper. Was floatin' in the air. And he was marchin'.
Within the cave of sleep. lies the horrid ones in the deep. in a city just to be found. within the dreams of unholy ground. . So sleep between these sheets of chill.
there's a new dawn coming. coming down in flames. there's a new thought burning. and it's fire can't be tamed. an illusion shattered. cuts its way inside.
Road made of crosses. Way to the eternity. Symbol of the death. So ironic. . But adored by the living ones. Crying their tears. Prying over. Over the cold stone..
and now it has been done. your nightmare had me fooled. tragedy all gone and overruled. your world is dry of pleasure. your world is full of pain. and when the curtain falls.
The rows of the even planted old trees. standing like the aged monuments of tradition. passed on of the eternal rule of light. immortal stigma and the chains for brain.
cannot ease the fever flaming in your eyfs. can't close out the frequence lusting for the lie. when your depression slowly leaves. the world around you starts to burn.
Drowning in the sunset's lullaby. Sleeping in the womb of the firefly. Floating in a sequence frozen still. The liquid reaper mover in for the kill. .
One day I saw a fear. in the eyes of the clown. dancing in the middle of my dream. selling prescribed grief. the short cut of knife. that forbade to breathe.
[Music/Lyrics - Lodmalm]. . Darker shade, darker breed. Darker thought, darker need. Pure in heart, clean in soul. Dead in life, empty hole. . Black is the veil that hides our tears.
The ruins shall bear witness to what I've become. Damned by the riddles of shame. Now they lower me down into the mouth of flames. . The disease now lives again.