You see a figure in the mirror. An eerie abstract figure. Eyes ignite, like cold blue fire. Now you know your future's desire. . The realm in which you've wandered.
Winter vision overlords!!!. The many serious dead-. Run through fields of pagan hate. In times of dust!. And no more will the reaper mourn. . And in last respect!!!.
I am the phantom you please to see. Oh, my precious. Come sleep with me. I occurred beside the magic pawn. Ominous, is this fading dawn. . I am the scenery, the one who smite.
Weak is your mind. And weak are your words. Destroyer of lives, ha!. I spit on your whorish ways. Your dearest lies are holy, yet undivine. . You shall stand petrified by the fierce pest.
Bleak prudence, bleaker grace. Amidst from these venomish losses. Prime leagues leads on through vivid senses. We have grasped we have honoured. Though we seduce envied secrets.
Intoxicate yourself. Be drunken without cease. Remembrance drifts in the frozen wind. The slave of hunger, now enjoy being free. . Sordid grace. In a torn soul.
Sweet scent colored these,. The realm of sweet snakes that tortured me.. If everlasting burdens should enter. Such, as the everlasting torment of hell..
Gates of madness. Gates of harm. I long for your endlessness. And to feel your blades. . Vast sceneries drenched in blood. A thousand fires that reek of death.
My heart sets afire the seas. The burning waves crush mountains of dreams. Eternal the fear of torture. Released damnation forever. . Come to my shores and I shall crucify your soul.
Troops are thrashing onwards. To rape all holy land. Seek victims as the sun descends. Damnation is at hand. . The sound of killing. Threatens the weak.
A parade of ghosts brought these. Innocent feelings to where innocent itself was brought to.. To view the rush of female tempests.. . My Sculptured face.
Sense destructive deathcore. Float amongst the dying. Strive to create spaces. Deteriorating realm. . If only I'd been blessed. If only I'd accepted Christ.
Oh, how I faint when I call upon your. aid. Feeling the loss of burden and. hearing cries from flowers raped.. When you alone set kingdom on fire,. I admire the beauty of love lost and hellish desire..
Rise!. It is our will to awaken the "Dead". Crawl up from you graves. Rise!. It is our will to rid you of all chains. With these words, with this speech....
Leave me with my tragedies,. those who stick to me like wet leaves. in the (dry) sunlight.. My face is frozen, byt my eyes still see,. for I am in your dreams and fantasies.
Attack. Crush all the sons of Christ. With our fierce and invincible might. Ah, this lovely sight I have waited for. Master of storms marching to battle.
Reaching for the last child of mankind. And its effort, in silence to stay purified. Tormenting, the fool won't survive. Slavery in hell for the weak and the mild.
Through the crests of open oceans. As the heavens plunge the earth. A soaring flight in breathless torment. Condor soul observes its birth. . The dreaded dream.
So you've come for your vengeance. Hear - I think the crowd is silent. Of me you have dreamt. I have grown (I built my domain on your hate). Mock your words.
What erased this scenery. So that I could fancy ridicule over pity. And enrace whatever mocked the sky. Two hands made these hearts. That trembles before me.