Paraplegic man. Just let me take your hand. I'll drag you through the sand. My friends are all laughing with me. You useless piece of shit. How can you cope with it.
Paraplegic man. Just let me take your hand. I'll drag you through the sand. My friends are all laughing with me. . You useless piece of shit. How can you cope with it.
Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice. . Your sweet soul comforts me. Your eyes show the desires of a whore. To touch your flesh on my skin. To feel the heat that you bring.
[Lyrics: Killian]. [Music: Demmel, Flynn]. . Land Of Old, This Soil I Now See Turns Grey.. Looking On, I See Crowds That Stand Against. Tyrant Guns,. Blow Them Away..
[Lyrics: Killian]. [Music: Demmel, Flynn]. . I'm The Law, I Wield The Stick. So Back Your Ass Up In Fear. This Is My Place, My Burning Face In Full Gear..
[Lyrics: Killian]. [Music: Demmel, Flynn]. . I'm The Law, I Wield The Stick. So Back Your Ass Up In Fear. This Is My Place, My Burning Face In Full Gear..
No Chains. . Inside I know I'll succeed. I have faith from which I feed. Dreams you see, they're never too far. Don't have others let you think that they are.
[Music: Flynn, Demmel, Killian]. [Lyrics: Killian]. . Enter I, Disturbing Peace Of Mind. Pressure Reflects Me.. Manipulate, And Break The Feeling Of Faith..
[Music: Demmel, Flynn, Killian]. [Lyrics: Killian]. . I Reach Out, And Grab The Devil.. Pour His Hell Straight Down My Throat.. Go Home To The Darling.
Killing My Words. . I'm trapped in this cage while others hold me down. Direct my pen as their fist comes down. They meddle and interfere in my affair.
Utmed brdkalla rnnilars fors och fall. Yrvdrets svepduk I andaktsfull ton. Jkelsnns smltflod silar liv ur iskristall. Med stormfylld ande I vrfrd mot mon.
I am a Presidential toy. And I am Government employed. In their game of death I never lose. . And when I'm told to do a task. No questions I will ask.
[Musik & Lyrik by Vintersorg]. . Utmed brdkalla rnnilars fors och fall. Yrvdrets svepduk i andaktsfull ton. Jkelsnns smltflod silar liv ur iskristall.
[ Solo: Flynn ]. Feeling Taken, God Do I Hate.. Pinstripped, Blacktied, Corporate Minds. That Hate.. All That They See Fit To Be Theirs.. Giving Nothing Except Only To Their Heirs..
Allt synes fragmenterat i matematisk logik. Dock vilar frgor i flickerbrusets mystik. . Tystnadens sigill hljer dess anor. som vi sprar i varje molekyl och atom.
Slut! Slut!. . I need a gutterslut oh so bad. The kind of slut that's dirty and bad. I'm gonna fuck her till she pees. I'm gonna make this bitch bleed.
I tidsbegynnelsens rofyllda vagga. Det vrdnansvrdiga obrutna fjll. Av daggstnk sirad. Likt en brdraflagga. Dansade grenverk ver mossvuxen hll. Sllhet strlade kring urbergets hjssa.
Reality slipping and your mind is caving in. Submitting to the web that you constantly spin. It's over the edge with the straightjacket on. It's dragging you down to the world you belong.
Likt ett levande vsen i harmonerande dynamik,. Besjlad i den stora talens lagar. En mondial kompositr av sfrers musik. Sedan begynnelsens skaparrusiga dagar.
[Lyrics: Killian]. [Music: Demmel, Flynn, Killian]. . On The Case Of An Unusual Death Tonight.. Corpse Erupt, Sweet Smell Of Cremation. In Flight.. My Eyes Attracted To A Pile Of Ash.