[Part III: Disciplines of Caine]. . My wrathful cries of anguish. Filled that dismal night. I tore at my flesh and drank my crimson tears. . When I glanced up.
We look up, silently. Without quite music. My face four days old. You look newborn. There's fear in your frown, like mine. No distance away. Noticing your hand.
Hail to the Celtic tribes. Hail to my Ancestors. Hail to my Forefathers. Hail to the Germanic tribes. . No one could conquer. No one could take our Land.
Once upon a time you dressed so fine. You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?. People call, said, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall". You thought they were all kiddin' you.
Ill hide in our. Compelling desire to break it all down. while we try and make it look like an accident. like weve always done it in the past. . Compensating for, what you know we will never have in mind and.
The boy walked round the jagged rocks. caught between ideals and desires. He sinks into oblivion. And there was silence, as he sat so still. Averted face stares at the floor.
[Caine:]. 'Alone in the darkness I can hear. The sweetest voice. Whispering words of surcease. And I rejoiced!. . Who would dare speak to one so. Condemned as I?.
Records playback over faded. trust unworthy silent pieces of reminiscence. I was far from when you told me - stop. this second this is not mine to do again.
They say my vice should be vanity. But I'll stay calm in industry. I'll motivate you till you think I'm right. I'll leave exactly where we started tonight.
Somewhere the blast furnace explodes. Plumes of amber in the night sky. Each explosion bounces. >From horizon to horizon. >From horizon... to horizon.
Hate!. Take the blood, take the blood. Of my enemies. Total hate. I want them to die. Total misantropia. Who needs weak flesh or family. Total misantropia.
Black clouds fill the day sky. In the primitive lands of Nod. As the two sons of Adam offer up. Their gifts (of pride) to the one reigning high. A dark fate born by sacrificial fire.
Now its time, now its time. Unfolding right in front of us tonight. Your denial, your denial. Kept folding all around my thoughts. . But tonight. Suddenly its clear that is your life or mine.
Laying you down one last time. On machines that will never give. A touch that woke you gently. I'll never know if you saw me. . Did your eyes ever meet mine.
Sons of Laconia, under Lycurgian law. 300 noblemen, ancient world in awe. Facing Xerxes might, no hope for victory. Still Persian blood coloured the Aegian Sea.
The day flees the town with a drunkard's yell. Silence from the slaughterhouse. And the midnight bell. Shudders down Shambles alley. Slamming shutters.
Death herself had chosen me. To let me watch that gruesome scene. And she held me in her daunting hand. Amazed by that macabre view,. My heart begun to pulse.
Endless lines bound and divide this night.. Chasing stars, faking it like youre right There. Ill make believe its right. Ill make it real so lights out..
Do you remember when we were just kids. And cardboard boxes took us miles from what we would miss?. School yard conversations taken to heart. And laughter took the place of everything we knew we were not.
Hail to the Seducer. . [M:] Tired of obeying a God who rules like a tyrant. [G:] You create your own kingdom. [M:] Surrounded by creatures who pledge their allegiance.