[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale, Svensson]. [Lyrics: Dinsdale, Svensson]. . Farewell repulsive earth upon which I've wandered. Nevermore your grandeur I shall behold.
Jailed and beaten. Left to die. Political prisoners. Of apartheid. . The youth of the nation. Violently oppressed. In the quest for freedom. Thousands dead.
[Music: Berholtz, Dimsdale]. [Lyrics: Svensson]. . Feel the wind slowly approaching. from the deep fiords in the north. Slaying the remains of the fading automn.
I) The Resurrection. Again I can breathe, have not seen the light for years. My spirit has wandered, instilling human fears. Brought back to bring forth misery.
The King! We found him dead last night, no heir to win his throne. The Queen is still a virgin, she's lying there alone. The King is dead; long live the King, but who will be the one?.
In this life there is no truth. When you search for middle ground. You will find no absolutes. . In your search for black and white. You'll find that things fall to the shadows.
Feel the wind slowly approaching. from the deep fiords in the north. Slaying the remains of the fading automn. to reign and vigil earth. As escort knights of the frost.
Striking fear in the hearts of men. War machine will leave you dead. [Incomprehensible] sky. The end is near, it's your time to die. . Lightning war hitting fast and hard.
Messages sent are intercepted in. Trance-like states. Deciphering transmissions relating. To our fate. Gazing into starlight brings undertainty. To our minds.
We summon you into the night, can you hear the sound?. We've crossed the force of darkness, and drove them to the ground. Every day they turn deaf ears to what we try to say.
Afraid to close your eyes. Too scared of what you'll see. The nightmares, blood, the horror. But it's just a dream. . You know it's not for real. It's only in your head.
Feel the wrath of the blow of my sword. Off with the head of your so called lord. Kill all standing in my path. Liquid spray, my bloodbath. Decapitation of the holy men of earth.
I was walking down the street, when a lady caught my eye. As I walked right by her, she said, 'Ooooh, my, oh my!'. 'If you step this way, boy, I'll give it to you free'.
[Music: Berholtz, Dimsdale]. [Lyrics: Svensson]. [Cello: Hellgren]. . A painfull planet in disguise. on wich I cannot breathe. Blinded by lies of light.
Your mind has silenced now, screaming souls await. Chemiclas sent through your blood, they decide your fate. Suicide overwhelms to end your life in pain.
I'm tired of the games we play. I'm cashing in my chips today and while. I have my sanity. I'm taking what is close to me. I still have my integrity my honor and my pride.
Full of potential yet nothing there filled with infinite ideas why so hard. don't know what's the problem seems like pulling teeth never had this. happen I must overcome.
Shot down in cold blood. Cold blood in the rain. Bullets of anger, bullets of pain. Killed without reason. Waste without cause. Now is the season, the season of loss.
The new day is dawning they start counting the dead,. The hard swollen bellies of the children not fed,. Their land dry and parched still they pray for the rain,.
Sorcery to give me force. Towards the church I feel no remorse. Invoking satan for my work this night. Now you will feel hell's might. Witch hunt to destroy my reign.