The dawn of a new age. Is approaching to establish a global. Vision of all things. Leaders meet. Behind armed guards, feel they must. Rule the world. .
Distil and uncork. The essence of each sensation. Is the action of turning to the past. Chain the movement. Just one touch. Causes the wheel to stop. .
THIS MORNINGS NEWS IN. TODAY IM DIEING. MY BODIES ACHING. NO MORE MORNING WAKE UP CALLINGS. . YOU TRY TO SHAKE ME BACK AND FORTH. MY EYES ARE OPEN NOTHING MORE.
ALL IS BLIND IN THE WORLD TODAY. ANOTHER ANCHOR IN LIFE'S WAY. ANOTHER MISCHIEF FOR THE STREETS. ANOTHER SOUL WHO LIVES OFF LIES AND CHEATS. . WAKE ME FROM THIS HELL IM LIVING IN.
[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / June 1999]. . Je suis celui que tu ecoutais dans l'ombre de minuit. lui dont la pensee chuchotait a ton ame. lui dont tu devinais vaguement la tristesse.
I just cannot cope with it anymore. Something is missing. My old faith is dead. I know you want some more force-fed hatred. And I'm gonna fill you up with a kiss.
It is coming. My last day. Sinner and saint. Innocent way. . I don't know why. I don't know how. Passion is gone. The breath of life had a seizure. Do you know the name of the redeemer?.
[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / April 1999]. . Inside of me lies a part of the night. Nobody lived what I lived, nobody knows what I know. Morning - dusk of my neverending life.
[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / October 1999]. . I reach the quintessence of all that is. I was, I am and I shall be again. Burn and torture me for I am the witch.
[Lyrics by RMS Hreidmarr]. . Blessed be my own decision. This body must burn upon the Altar of Holocausts. Murder her when you make love. Like millions of worms penetrating her flesh.
Cuando ests solo la sombra del miedo te invadir. En tus ojos veo tus dudas tus pesadillas y tu voluntad. A quin pudiste vender tu alma para olvidar. Un pasado oscuro que nunca vuelva.
Zehntes Kapitel. . Behutsam wird der Sarg des Mdchens (im Prinzessinnenkleid) auf einem mden Leichenkarren in den Friedhof geschoben. Hinter dem Sargkarren chzt ein dicker Mann mit Hut (es ist der vor Jahren tot gemeinte Puppenspieler Jonathan). Dicht an ihre Grabsteine gelehnt frohlocken vermeintlich Tote mit roten Kussmalen, die ihre gellende Zuneigung zu frischen Leichen verraten. Mit ihren langen kalten Fingern strecken sich all die Toten nach der auffllig besetzten Totenlade. Das Mdchen in ihrem grazisen Puffrmelkleidchen zerfllt fast ob der Dutzenden klobigen Hnde, die schamlos in die weit geffnete Kiste stoben und den toten Kindsleib argwhnisch befallen und mit klammer Erde beschmieren. berall schwarze Puppen, die das Kind in ihrer kleinen, doch seltsamen Welt begren wollen und ein irrwitziges Totenliedchen anstimmen. Der Totenacker tanzt den Totenackerswing!.
Si el dinero es papel. Y el papel es madera. Si no hay nada para mi. Me pondr en pie de guerra. Ni robare, ni matare. Pero en las calles la bronca armare.
I who wait and writhe and wrestle. With air that hath no boughs to nestle. My body weary of empty clasp. Strong as a lion and sharp as an asp. Give me the sign of the Open Eye.
Dash against the rocks the sickling and his cries. Break the back of the steed upon you ride. Boiling bodies of water, to glass the sand. And may mother's breasts shrivel and dust.
Lascivious - that which lies upon. A chimera of orgiastic buggery. Sodomite pedophile gaping welterd cunt. The tenderness of little girls is not unknwown to me.
Speaking fast but talking slow. Because of this I'll never know. The answers. Concentrate and you will see. Everything that you can be. Can you find it?.
Among the myriad of green. Another grief has been heard today. It flew tearing out again. . All the way through the landscapes of light. Till the dawning is killing the night.
Im full of resolve. I have no strength to mortify my anger. I cannot hold this hate inside. Breaking down. May damnation take them. I am who I am. Theyre just scums! Oh!.