Nothing that breathes is above betrayal.. Nothing that breathes is divine.. . Out from the shadows, well-wisher.. The gleam of your blade gives you away..
Brilliance,. A heart of gold. And a voice that whispers. "I am wholly miserable.". . He is the most miserable of men. Every word he speaks reeks of failure.
Here's to you who would ruin creation.. Here's to you.... . See here blind men, we mean to bring you sight.. Gaze long upon your wasteland.. Into the eyes of the limbless, grieving and slain..
I have this song to sing. Certain words must be screamed. Rather than be sung or spoken. I am alive and vigorous.... As they toil without love. Fight without purpose,.
Afraid to turn.. But I did and met no maker at all.. Only instead, reflections of a rippled self.. I may at last see myself as good. In a neutral pond unbiased and real.
Death will end the weakness. I am a violent tendency sparked by the words of the world. An isolated integrity employing wisdom learned through the search for the truth.
It is truly the perfect being. . Its armor is tenfold shields. Its teeth, swords. Claws in the guise of greeting hands. . How does it sleep at night. This tyrant?.
They say don't be hard on yourself. But I keep on making the same mistake. I need to learn to live for now. To live for me and not anyone else. . Split life livings got me feeling so unforgiving.
Signs through the end of time. Like a plague of sorrow. Pain infects the mind. Pollution injects. . Demons craving death. Infested souls. Demons craving death.
[Lyrics by Galder]. . The season to harvest the unborn and pue. Reunite the children of war. Take command of spirits at birth. Put your spells on the already cursed.
A being of evil nature son of deaths creator. I am the one you fear the master of your despair. Raised under satans spell inspired by the judgement bells.
Strangely we await them like the morning breeze. in a night so dark and silent as in the realms of death. Through the horizont they now come forth,. in the streams of nothing going toward eternity.
Gods of ancient twilight,. glance the golden past,. let me enter your hidden gate,. let me know I am the last.. Rise nocturnal spirits,. eternal gods of the north,.
[Lyrics by Galder]. . I surrender my soul. To the dark and the old. I break free his delusions I crave. I'm waiting on those who release me my grave. Visions bright as the dawn.
Suicide... my only thought. Like the silence in the dark it haunts my world. A lonely soul, lost from the path of life. I am weak... I am strong... I am soon to be dead.
feel him curse the sky,. strong our mighty father. for him we will die. Burn...we praise your fire. and the fearful dark,. rise...upon the graves. and set life in bondage..
Rage... behold the master. feel him curse the sky,. strong our mighty father. for him we will die.. . Burn... we praise your fire. and the fearful dark,.
A face so pale by fear I know you dream of me human. I am watching you I make thoughts come true. Trapped in a night so young in a place where the sun is gone,.
[by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. 1985]. . Looka yonder! Looka yonder!. Looka yonder! A big black cloud come!. A big black cloud come!. O comes to Tupelo. Comes to Tupelo.
You're running into tragedy. signs announcing danger. for your life. will end in agony. and your bodies will decay to dust. . Dust you are created of.