[fatal - talking]. O.n.s. in this mother fucker. We got the plague in this mother fucker. The pentagon in this mother fucker. . [verse 1 - fatal]. Around these blocks.
I feel strong. The power is back. It's been gone for so long. Trust me, here I come. . Yeah, the scars in me. Came from what you wanted me to be. But still.
so stop pretending... that you know who I am and that you. understand. and stop pretending... that you feel my pain, part of your evil scam. . and you've only faded.
Selling sin is easy. Tainted empty V. Your eyes are heavy. By the things you see. . An uncontrolled addiction. You're all hooked up. A lost generation that's all corrupt.
Fools gather round to watch me bleed. But there are things you'll never see. To protect and serve one nation under god. A nation in which no one's free.
Melancholy - still my desire for thy precious tragedian wine.... Sweep me away, into the vale of thine!. Where sorrow's strong and so is joy.. . Melancholy - still my desire, O let my heart by thee inspire....
Freedom.... We are travelling to a new age and to another land. Are we afraid of what's behind. Or perhaps what's to come. Once there was a promise. A name would free us from all lies.
My life now ended, now when you have left me. My love you spread across the field of sadness. On rosen leafs you were buried. And so as to your eternal beauty.
When Ymir lived. A long time ago. Was no sand nor sea. Nor surging waves. Nowhere was there earth. Nor heaven above. Only Ginnungagap. And grass nowhere.
I sit by the fires gleam all by myself. . Four empty chairs & one've been kept warm. I drink to my kinsmen who sails now with Njord. . I drink to my kin who'll drink here no more.
Behold the light, dividing the sky in two.. The mountains might, you'll never make it thru:. To the other side.. The night so cold, you suffer from thirst and hunger..
I am immortal. I am strong. I am godforsaken.. I am in command and nothing will go wrong.. I am eternal. I am blessed. I will awaken.. I am the reason to why all dead can't rest..
Downstream the river. The boat is moving on. Passing fields of silence. Long time gone. . A paragon of beauty. A sacred holy ground. Gazing at in wonder.
Override the overture. Behold the overwhelming power. Trampled and mangled. By the hordes of terror. . The process of death is our fate to be. From the skies blood drips like rain.
I rise from my trench. Blood rushing in my head. Out into no-man's land. Out to join the dead. . Sick of living. Unwilling to die. Killing. Just to stay alive.
The night erupts with the sound of small arms fire. Tracer rounds snakes through the air. Signal flares fly towards the sky. Prepare yourself for another assault.
Even if I act sometimes. Like a split personality. I am obsessed by you. Like a polypeptide of someone else's mind. . But I know I'd better sleep. Sleep into a land where I find.
Here comes the blue. A million tears gonna tear apart. What never shuts. A million spears gonna pierce your heart. . A thousand cuts. A million souls all running scared.
Your existence is a script. Life for you is a performance. Play out the leading role. . Directing and premeditating every move. That creates the act of manipulation.
Trapped in a lost world of brutality. So weak are the ones that must rely on shock. To push this so called force that inspires their call. . To be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch.