Thor. Terrorize the night. with your hammer. crush the weak of mind. . Thunder. Brought before dawn. Prepare the underworld. for the final storm. . Thunderbuilder.
Sometimes I lie awake in bed. Thinking about the things you said. So lost for words, so lost to tell you how I feel. So terrified of changing what I thought was real.
Searching deep within your heart. to find some real solutions. From the regrets one must depart. avoiding the disillusions. . With all the things that will discourage.
perpetual absurdity. festered by incredulity. unreasonable and closed minded. resolutions uninvited. thrive on inert disputation. revel in equivocation.
started with miscalculation. stick to rage for your salvation. how will you get on your feet. you're too involved in deceit. watch you die in your own spells.
The Feeling Of Not Belonging. . Opening eyes and mind. Horrified by the extent of the degradation. We bear the revelation. But deny the living ashes. .
We`ve bid our time. All patience claimed. Content with nothing. Our lives lived not in vain. . Not in vain. It`s calling - It`s calling. I fear the hold as met is end.
Be afraid of infection. Be scared of evil ways. Be scared for your protection. Best watch your every step. . Instinctual appeal to fear. Collapse and paralyze.
Forever trapped, Who will be the mold ?. A new rule, a new age, for this Land of cold. . Sorrow and pain, give me the rage. Sorrow and pain, to break out of my cage.
It's true there were better ones. That led their people. It's true there were better ones. To lead their country. . It's true there were better ones. Who cared for this world.
Broken, the seams burst in a rush. A cataclysmic horror story 'pens its lust. Collision makes a call to change a certain path. Full disbelief takes its hold, delay the wrath, delay wrath.
Through the sky, the blood of gof pour out on the Kobold streets. Through the eyes, the villagers feel the malediction's terror. Evil curse, the birds crushing on the church walls.
N Ap ertiaNoK al ruep, SerdneT tnaved L. Towers escaping by millions on floating platforms. Glowing from lunar reflection. Among these astral bodies, resides a faerie.
Hell yeah. We are the pulse of the world. Yeah. Our eys have grown so wide. Don`t hold back. Keep your eyes on the prize. Always Will. Yeah. Toe the line.
The weight of the charm.. Light out for hands stretched to lead.. The forsaken walk of allegiance.. In trust we deceive.. Walk on-never to turn back..
Ten thousand years into the reign of our madness. and misery from the fertile wombs of the near east born one lifestyle. and tradition like a raging storm.
you told me the sun would always rise. and if it shouldn't shine have faith. 'cause one day that great burning star's light. one once again dance across my face.
I try to imagine a time when things weren't this way. but years have come and gone with the seasons. and for better or worse this is how it is. is this the price we must pay?.