So I sit here alone. To cope with everything. Trying to find my own way. So I try real hard not to see. What you've done to me. But I couldn't find my heart.
kneel down to worship him. knees deep throuh feel no pain. runs warm whilst waiting for. the arrival of the one. feel lightly tensions with. sparks fly the candle winds.
Waiting in my room I'm lying on the bed. 'Cause outside is just too cold. I turn the radio loud so I could fall asleep. But it's all I've come to know.
all holy houses. around the earth. by this means warned. for total destruction. the time has cometh. to set things right. the exploiting churches. all burnt down.
[The quest for wisdom]. . The young boy awakens, in the desert of sand, amidst the serpents. Hell has sent 'Speak to me with wisdom or bring me your pain'.
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.
What's your problem. Can I tell you. Sick inside your mind is all I see. Now you're looking. Point your finger. Take a look at yourself. That you point at me.
unholy bloodlust. the serpent redeems. a vision rising. through blasphemy. lucid lord satan. unchain the key. messiah noir. embodied in me. . a gift of pleasure.
[Fighting in the colosseum]. . My rancid image appears at the gates of Rome. No horrors are unused in the seven nights to come. We come as an army and as leaders we leave,.
Center, that's where I see myself. In the beginning. I'm sitting in the middle of a crowded room. Nobody hears me, trying to reach out. I just try to scream out.
I've got nothing left for you to take away. I know ya blame me for everytime you walked away. So look back don't turn away. So what ya hate me and everything I seem to do.
[Summoning of legions]. . When the warriors are gathered and. prepared to storm the heavens we, the. legions, are unknown to remorse, the. christ who opresses us will be slain, the.
Look back inside. Will I ever realize. That this thing. this man was me. But then I suffocate. Everything that I relate. It's not the same. Life that we knew it.
black is the blood inscript the name. three horned goat spewing flames. beyond the skies beyond the stars. . red cadavers treasures plagues. feasts of flesh in deep embrace.
'cause it moves just like you. And it breaks just like me. And it lies just like them. And these walls are protecting me. . And so the story goes. Strip down it's the same.
Hey man, want to try. Wanna be that guy that I hate. Hey man, want to front some shit. Wanna claim you're it. And be insane. It's not about you. It's all about me.
[Casting the spell upon Christianity (translated)]. . From the womb is arising a new breed. Born from the horned one's powerseed. 6 little goats with a human touch.
[Wartales from the crusade towards Rome]. . Riding on demons through forcefields of fire. Feeding the heat with raw steel and desire. Burning the christians, the whores and the slaves.
Hey man, want to try. Wanna by that guy that I hate. Hey man, want to front some shit. Wanna claim your it. And be insane. . It?s not about you. It?s all about me.
Can't simplify all the things that burn inside. But when you ask, I'm fine but I'm lying all the time. It's tough to say when you laugh at me this way.