In life we give not To the ones who are in denial The. right to go their own way And to do what they please. The struggle of our true emotions Passive is the one.
Sorrow is depression and despair A time of life that. no one cares Inducing chemicals of pain driven fate To. suffer at a moderate rate And to go beyond To face.
Horrid, Feelings, Things That Have Happened To Me In. My Life. Walls Of Stone, That Entomb Me. Never Will See The Light. Shadows, Filter, Takes A Place In My Mind.
Falling deeper into a subconscious state. Of a. distorted. Weak from of mind. Blackened in the. spiritual way. Into glory ride. The other side.. Running along beside. Entities guiding me through the.
Feeling anxiety. Lost reality. Things I can't believe.. Things I've seen. Wrapped in a dream. Are not. relieved. Persecuted all my life for lies I haven't.
Everybody dies. Everybody dies. . [Jamie Madrox]. Patchwork, sewn together from dues to dirt. From earthgrown and weather conditions of the desert. And everyone's a part of it, some more then others.
Motherfuckers always trying to steal your energy, as soon as they see you shining, and going some place or doing something. The demon faces come out and they just hate on you for no reason at all, just because you shine.
Here comes the train. Here comes the train!. Here comes the train. Here comes the train!. . All aboard, motherfucka, where you headed out there?. We the tunnel rats riding without no care.
In the ancient tradition of conjuration. To satisfy my bestial urge. I raise blackened magic to the heavens, against the light. So appear and bring forth my desire.
A wasteland grows inside my mind. As the moons sets before my eyes. My dreams are old and milleniums passed by. Torn - in a strong reality. Born - into the wrong century.
A wasteland grows inside my mind. As the moons sets before my eyes. My dreams are old and milleniums passed by. Torn - in a strong reality. Born - into the wrong century.
A wasteland grows inside my mind. As the moons sets before my eyes. My dreams are old and milleniums passed by. Torn - in a strong reality. Born - into the wrong century.
Forgive me father for I've sinned. I am a child of fire and the master of winds. But I'm still wide awake.... . Fingers grip out of my brain. No control - my mind is lame.
The limit is reached - untamed devastation. Moving down every breathing entity. Our wrath - our weapons are too real to ignore. Mercy - a forgotten word.
[Verse 1: Anybody Killa]. My teacher always said I wouldn't be nothin'. So I met him in the parking lot said "I'ma killer" and then I rushed him. Sometimes I feel like a nut.
[Music: D.Linden / M.Carlsson / Ablaze My Sorrow]. [Lyrics: K.Lonnsjo]. . Bom to die, our fate has been sealed. The webs of life spun since day one. Odin father of death, our paths will cross.
The holy trinity is rotten. All the saints are slain. Religion is forgotten. To the winged demon-lord we pray. We will rule -. If not now, than in eternity.
[Music: Ablaze My Sorrow]. [Lyrics: K.Lonnsjo / A.Brorsson]. [Arrangement: S.Luckander / F.Larnemo]. . The world seems to matter no more. I'm standing by the threshold to the door.
Your world does not seem too fetching. Nor your way to live your life. So routine and so honest. It would not hurt with some lies. . It is time to cast aside your chains.