Rotting corpse. Slowly rotting away. Fatally diseased. A victim of rancid decay. . Death from inside. The fuge growing shorter his life. Darkness takes over.
Conscious mind is closed off to reality. Mutilation of my soul comes in gradually. Nightmares of flame come into sight. To hell my mind takes its subconscious plight.
[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale, Svensson]. [Lyrics: Dinsdale, Svensson]. . She arrived in the coldest of winters,. to a slumbering world so white. Naked she came and with eyes so blue,.
I feel alone in a life that has filled me with hate and strife. As a child I fell into a dark abyss I failed to get through. Now I must pay for all of you fools that ignored my call.
We knew your reputation. We thought that things could be different. You just proved us wrong. And now you're up to your same old tricks. . I guess we learned a lesson.
In defiance to you. Your nightmares are coming true. Gain at the expense of me. Nothing in your life will ever come free. Parasite who is full of praise.
Take the chance to manipulate. Thier truth is simply what they create. They'll put words inside you mouth. Have no chance to spit them out. . What you read.
Mystic night come encircle me. with your inimitable darkness. Drown me in agony and sombre thoughts. . Come fourth your legions of unpurity. I'll bring myself under your domination.
Quest for blood liquidate my prey. Virtulent intention your asphyxiation. Seed the cyanide malicious kill. Necrophile desire the pit of fire. Horrid assassin taste of death.
Truth and honor, faith and pride. All convictions surely died. Honesty's time has passed. Time for lies is here at last. . Truth is false, I'm so fed up.
I know a place. Where you're all going to go. They'll pay you to kill. If you're eighteen years old. . First you'll need a haircut. And then some new clothes.
Control binds all. Under restraits. Hidden motives. Dictate a way to live. Freedom Slave. Freedom Slave. New religion. World of disorder. A sublime campaign.
I and I alone you I can't condone don't you see what I mean it's all laid. out simplisticly you won't even have to think you'll just hear the words I.
Crawling helpless through my scornful mind. looking upon my inner thoughts. Bless the stars my company in the night. Demoniaced, fettered inshackles of light.
[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale, Svensson]. [Lyrics: Dinsdale, Svensson, Kvist]. . Dictator of the worshipped sky,. risen from her velvet grave. Encaged in the artwork drawn by the mad.
I know a place. Where you're all going to go. They'll pay you to kill. If You're eighteen years old. First You'll need a haircut. And then some new clothes.
Trapped in his spell, leads you to hell. the new Messiah emerges. Promise of new life, drawn by strife. Led into psychotic will. Smell the tainted air, your soul stripped bare.
I see a vision. Daydreams of something I need. Before I wake from this daze. My sense of wrong has depleted. Memory under amnesia. I must have this flesh.