I saw my place among the royal court. To be the one for people there. I could have been the king's almighty eye. As I appeared they praised my name. .
I took two and I didn't notice. I took two and it didn't make a difference. And the good guys don't always win. It's still noisy as Hell. The sun doesn't always shine.
what could I ever say to you to stop you for a moment?. when it's every day and it's every way and. I think I might explode from the adrenaline.. [Don't say I'm wrong.].
I got a bone to pick with you. and I'm gonna pull it out of your ribs. You're not all you're cracked up to be. and I'm not big enough to walk away. You be the bigger man.
You look cold and you look tired. You look cold and beaten. You look cold, spent, and broken. With these eyes that won't stay closed?. You look cold, you look like me.
What am I standing here wearing?. We're just trying to be ourselves,. What am I sitting here watching?. What happened to let this happen?. To be yourselves. [but] someone I,.
The day is (always) going away and (the) night covers. the children of coldness and darkness by it's screen.. The frozen flame (in) wrath tears the letters....
To be the God - to be the Man,. to be the power - not to be a slave.. To be the Fire - to be the Hell,. to be the Ice - not to be the wave.. To be the Chaos - to be the Blackness,.
the blood is in wolf footprint. the hunter has won his hunger. his howling is heard in the night. among the mist and the moonlight. the sound of the huge trembita.
[Music: Knjaz Varggoth, Saturious / Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth]. . The Blood is in Wolf Footprint. The Hunter Has Won His Hunger. His Howling Is Heard In The Night.
The thunder of the drums is heard and cattle herds are driving back.. Sunset is driving near,. The heat of hoofs - all around melt away. in the shaggy beard of great and wise elder sunset..
the voice calling me into darkness,. open the gates through which I'll leave. the call of the ancient blood calls me to fight. the call of slavonic blood.
The bitterness was born in a soul thrusting the Atame sacrifice,. the "Book Of Shadows" is opened, we're waiting. for the full-moon's arrival - we're celebrating the thirteenth Asbath..
Ever since the day you were we born. You've been tipping the scales. On your own you try to pull them back. You always fail. . Incrimination set by adding weight.
From deep inside the islands. comes a religious belief of magical fate.. Necromantic tribes of the secret societies. Conducting ceremonies of the Vodoun faith.
As the first leaf fell I felt nothing. and as my pieces were stripped away I felt free.. Nothing the world offered me held importance. and nothing You gave me was unrespected..
FEAR!!!. OF THE UNKNOWN!!!. FEAR!!!. OF THE UNCERTAIN!!!. Haunted, Plagued by horror from the beyond. Hideus Forms, emanating figure, that lurks in the black.
To Kill or Be Killed. . Through the Trees. Bodies and Blades. Carving the Pathway. To the Checkpoint. . Awaken the Grass. Weapons and Brass. Anticipating Blood Spill.
Der fahle Mond erzittert jah. Im klaren Quell im kuehlen Wald. Sein Schein in Myriaden Perlen. Tropft so schimmernd glatt und kalt.... . ...hinab vom Fleische seiner Tochter.
Wir wachten eines Morgens auf, im Bett das Herbstlaub, rau und kalt. An glasberaubte Fensterboegen hatte Efeu sich gekrallt. Zerbroch'nes Glas, verschlaf'ner Blick, das immer so zerzauste Haar.