Hysterical History

[Music / Lyrics by Fredrik Ohlsson]. . Watching. From a static view. One password. Enter, and proceed. . Pale light. Burns my starring eyes. I'm inside.

Her Beautiful Eyes

My hands clasped tight, saliva spills. From my mouth down to the pavement. Sitting alone I see the girls. In uniforms walking to school. . Rising to my feet now to get a better view.

His Majesty At The Swamp

And then, came an angel. Who had a bright key. And he opened the coffins. And set them all free. Then, down a green plain. Leaping, laughing they run.

Humaphobia

We were born of this world as free as a bird. We gave ourselves these chains, this cage, and these words. Do we suffer, or do we survive?. Can we live, or must we die?.

Home

Heavens To Betsy

lets run like kids at play. and hold our breath. until our hearts stop beating. hearts stop beating. let my last thought. be something i hold dear. let my last breath.

Humans Load

My life is like dust. Gone with the wind in the desert. My soul is burning for love. But my brain is longing for pain and devastation I wanted to held you light.

Hymn Of Victory

Hymn Of Victory. . [M/L: Jevo]. . From the guts of Metal we were born. Steel and Fire in our hearts. Proud we stand against the wind and storm. No one can stop our rage..

Humans

Humans. . [M/L: Jevo]. . I came from the stars on a mission to find. A place for a colony somewhere to live. But the influence of humans. Wasted all hopes for my race..

Holywar

Holywar. . [M/L: Jevo]. . In the name of the Holy Scriptures,. The iman's calling us to war.. Tearing down the Western Countries. So many infidels will fall.

Home

Alone I look for the way. hoping you're waiting for me. where the hostile world has no say. that is where I always want to be.. Where my eyes want to follow.

Hellbender

[Wartales from the crusade towards Rome]. . Riding on demons through forcefields of fire. Feeding the heat with raw steel and desire. Burning the christians, the whores and the slaves.

Hell's Gates Are Opened

[The gathering of the legion of the gladiator]. . Hell's gates are opened. . The church downfall, the burning of Rome. An offer to be made, to the false one dethroned.

Hail Satanas

[Praise the Unlord]. . Spit on the sign of the pig on the cross. and drink the blood of his corpse. Impale his father, thrown on the ground. Crushed under the hooves of my horse.

Hands & Knees

You see me walking away. What more could I say than sorry. I failed by all your complaints. You pushed a life change but it's not me. And filthy hands lay apon my chest.

Hibernate

defective machine dictating inane. for all its intent the crisis remain. not to read and write. a disease we must fight. incarcerated by no insight. impervious to the lasting effect.

Hymne A La Mort D'iseut

Hymne A La Mort D'Iseut. [Instrumental].

Hail The Shrine

Blind to deceits by our fears to a kingdom of false pretense. Selfish hands, fallacies never ending. Dominate, the fix is in, a crusade not meant to win.

Hate

This is hate. This is pain. This is life. . 1,2,3 GO!. . Fear guides me through this. You can't control this. All the fucking lies, every alibi, that's the reason why, and you can't realize.

Hold On

music by Vincent Bocchini. lyrics by Vincent Bocchini. . I been walking with feelings for days. Not knowing what to do. Everytime I see you again. It makes me wonder what you're going through.