Under Banners of Baalzathorn We Ride Towards the Dawn. Hold your Steel Close to Hand and Say Farewell to your Motherland. Into the Horizonlines Spears so Sharp in Daylight Shines.
Death Takes 'em all.... . I am the Hater!. The Sin of God, the Whore of Life. I am the Will who Kill for the Bloody Sake of Death. . I am the Hater!. The Fear, the Lies, the Painful Cries.
A Lonesome Wind Entered the Pits of my Dreams. Swept my Thirst into Shades of Gleams. It Spread a Rain of Ethereal Tunes. Coloured my Pictures so Freezing Cold.
Once upon a Time in a Medieval Legendary World. In late December Cold of the Thousand Winter Season. Blackheim took Farewell of his Crypts in the Forestrealms.
Soaked in Darkest Lights. Deep in his Soul - His Shallow Grave. In the Deepest of His Inner. A World of Immortal Arts. . As the Cold Midnight Winds captured his Sullen Spirit.
In Dewy Fields of an Autumnal yet Springful Age. A Forest was Seen yet Impossible to Gaze Through. Within only a few Trees all Sound Devoured. Even the Open Skies Outside would Lose it's Light.
In Dreams and Visions I Saw the Beast Rise again. In Chasms and Voids of Doom the Circle of Pandemonium. I Stole the Sacred Nimbus of the Kingly Dead.
[Diabolic]. These fuckin snakes man. Fuckin up our lives. I'll take a piss in your oil fields. I want some motherfuckin payback so, yo. . I wanna run for president, and the focal point when I'm campaigning.
[feat. Diabolic, Swave Sevah & Gomez]. And it's not smart to be dumb. It's not smart to be dumb bumb de dumb dumb dumb. Back where I come from it's not considered smart to be dumb.
What do you,. when the devil looks right in your eyes?. and you find out your entire life is a lie. inside capital hill those cowards were laughing. the towers were crashin they allowed it to happen.
[Intro]. Calling all cars, we have an all-points bulletin out for two Caucasian males. The first, R.A. The Rugged Man. The second being, Diabolic. Wanted in connection with a series of bar fights.
I'm respected in this game, I rocked every spot I been in. While you can't show yo face, like Islamic women rockin' linen. But I'm stuck sleepin' in mom's house without a fuckin' bed.
(Intro): Please listen, as if you were sober and intelligent. And not a drink-sodden, sex-addled wreck. . I got medical surgeons testin' my urine. 'Cause my shock value got me pissin' electrical currents and it's burnin'.
I wake up to Vodka Tonic, child support, lots of chronic. Hungover, blunts rolled up, just tryin' not to vomit. The God's honest truth, I cut my baby mama loose.
I curse the name of God,. and I curse the name of light,. I have no sight in this infinite deafening night,. . With hatred rendered to one,. With withering voices of my passed past,.
Summoning the beast,. through lust and murder,. by separating your torso with my claws,. and devouring your heart and soul,. . I am one with Him. . blood we drink from the chalice on this night,.
Leave me rot, upon the bloody stairwell of blackness,. . from a lake of purity, now in the form of a black dead dove,. . molten souls petrified to igneous.
Severed limbs of. virgin angels rain upon the. earth. . as Heaven set ablaze, in. depth and worship, of Him,. . Jesus. groveled, inverted, on the holy.