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Hunger, the word of wolves
Rhythms collapse against closed doors Hearts frozen in time Blood stains our sight The red in the sky is ours Hunger, soulrot Thirst for higher rush of pain Hands raised to theheavens Oh, sing praise to the Lord of Rot A kingdom burned by sins The red in the sky is ours Hunger, soulrot Thirst for higher rush of pain Black, the eyes of God they shine As our victory coulors our sight Blessed be thee, Queen of Crimson The red in the sky is ours...Twilight is ours Revoulution, the red in the sky is ours The red in hte sky is ours 'till the end of time Red |
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God
Creator Deceiver, you are the sinner I cast you down from your throne of lies And accuse you of a thousand sins Perished in the flames of what you call Hell I proclaim your kingdom as lost forever Forever! A thousand Colors invade All different, all dark A black sun is now rising Reality unfolds Kingdom gone Kingdom gone Absolute Spirit, we revolt against thee We are the serpent gods, We all spawned from you I am the new messiah, and I will baptize you in sin We wanted a place in your creation but you wouldn't let us in With one caress I draw the life from your flesh With one stroke I render your bones to dust Kingdom gone Kingdom gone In the light of the black sun The seas of starvation start to boil A new dimension is born We die, we learn and are born again Inverted we've lived our lives From our death to our birth Now the liars are awakening We are the children of God's curse With our caress you greet the slaves of your creation With one stroke you punish us for your sins Kingdom gone Kingdom gone Kingdom fucking gone The black gate is closed Inverted we've lived our lives From our death to our birth Now the liars are awakening We are the children of God's curse I proclaim your kingdom as lost forever A thousand colors invade All different, all dark A black sun is now rising Reality unfolds Kingdom gone Kingdom fucking gone |
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Eternal, now you live a dead lie
Plague years, a walk down the trail of misery Put fire to your soul Set it ablaze A lunatic music, the end of flock kingdom Sheep, you thirst for our insanity Windows, sharp, cold Wrap your psyche in blankets of pain No more light of day We're the windows to your insanity Screaming, roaring, we'll alter your reality Dancing razors cut your sanity Windows, sharp, cold Wrap your psyche in blankets of pain Fuck you, light of worlds We're the windows to your insanity Reflections in the shattered glass Singing songs of blasphemey for your soul |
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Ornaments in silent darkness,
the image of man now torn from its structure The smell of need, the dwarfed soul of man, attuned only to flesh suffering from frustration Alien to our own spirits We're naked even in death The dawn is yet to come to fill us with knowledge Pulsating waves of colour, bleeding off into the black A whisper of red screams through the night The architects and the flesh |
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When the yellow dies under the velvet thoughts
Blood-bubbles nestled in thorns I have travelled through suns, And the darkness of the end Now I surrender to the void And join with the pulse of the universe The world burns with worms of fire The world burns The beauty in twisted darkness Raped by the light of Christ We were not born to follow We don't need your guiding light I tear the skies with my bare hands There is no death for me The world burns with worms of fire Sun or animal, star or beast Alone all the way to the heart of Christ I'm free to die when I wish I'm born from scarlet songs And when the time is right I shall forever walk alone The beauty in twisted darkness Raped by the light of Christ Worlds end, through a thousand suns |
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Look the herons in the greenbilled water
Their wet-ash wings wear medallions of patience We drift on... We have stories as old as the great seas Break through the chest Flying out the mouth Noisy tongues that once were silenced All the oceans we contain, coming to light All the dark birds rush from the river Leaving only the stillness of their language There are no clocks to measure time But the beating of our single hearts You will know it is winter By the way your dreams tremble like stones When the wind comes through The wind, full of hearts that beat quick and strong |
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The sun sets in a sea of love
Stab your demoniac smile in my brain Seduce me with the blood of the sunsets Lock me out from my body and it's pain The golden wine of the sun deep rich purple, white and red The crimson vintage of life and love I'm drunk on the blood of the sunsets I watch the burning clouds fighting to get hold of the sun Take heed, I am born, god of the twilight I am forever Proud, naked, full of sin Born where the flames never die Lost in the garden of stars "We used to sit up there for ages. It was like we were giving birth to a new world. A child of our spirits, Wild with light, alive with colors." "Have you ever considered true freedom? Real true freedom. We were gods, burning in the eternal twilight. We were the end forever." Beyond our sanity, a paradise for all to find Blood of sunsets, the golden wine of the sun |
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Forever burn!
To see the wormhole in your eyes fall to earth And plague my heavens black With fear I kiss the burning darkness Forever burn Leave not only me But for every thought I think Leave not only me But for every thought I think With fear I kiss the burning darkness Forever burn Burn! |
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Catch fire - just like a living disease
Unholy desire - a world on it's knees Our burning minds they are ridden of hope In a dreaming utopia - dead on dope A generation of obscenities We have lost our faith in our own creativity What is evil, but good Tortured by it's own hunger and thirst? The living end The dwarfed soul of man The living end The sweetest of lies - it's embrace so warm So void of life - one with the promised swarm Our burning minds they are ridden of hope In a dreaming utopia - dead on dope A generation of obscenities Our ignorance will be the end of humanity A dead nation under one dead god The living end The dwarfed soul of man The living end Written in napalm over genetic wastelands We move on, our fate is to die by our own hand A dead nation under one dead god What is evil, but good Tortured by it's own hunger and thirst? |
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Can you feel the pain I feel?
I've lost all sense of what is real I'm lost, in a world I detest Can you feel the pain I feel? This wound I've got will never heal I'm lost, in the serpents own nest Oh - set me free - crucify life itself And let your joy be the reality Our suffering life - the dream Pain, the highest order Scorching the inside of my skin Terminal spirit disease An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves Kill the worm that is depression Join the leeches of oppression Unpure - twisted - logic now die Kill the worm that is depression My fevered circle - circle of damnation Consumed by this torment divine Terminal spirit disease Terminal spirit disease Your souls condemned to sing of life Must die to be set free |
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In this cell that is ours there is no pity
No sunrise on the cold plain that is our soul No beckoning to a warm horizon The sun shall never greet my eyes again It is our world It has been stolen from us, bastards No goddamn sun No goddamn pain I've searched my heart for love But all in vain No goddamn sun, no goddamn pain Exploring life, without fear Without feeling I am one with my torment And forever blind My desire clenches itself in a hungry fist And welcomes my soul to the thirst of dying Mother of all, come take your revenge The sun shall never greet my eyes again |
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My veins they are open
And yours to fill The beast of my sins Ain't easy to kill Drowning in love, by bitterness warped We sleep in different nights Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core But I just can't let this die My intellect blind My will amputated It's a sweet little need Your need to be hated Ugly, drugged and fevered By bitterness warped Your beauty rages through my veins Declaring war Drowning in love, by bitterness warped Stab your darkness into me Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core I see a truth you cannot see As smooth as the skin The skin of fire I'm at the mercy of urges You're my funeral dyre |
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We are blind to the worlds within us
Waiting to be born I cast aside my chains Fall from reality My purgatory unleashed Now burn the face of the earth Purgatory unleashed Now burn the face of the earth The face of all your fears All your fears unleashed The face of all your fears Born of the demon sky Twisting reality Sweet nauseating pain Is death the only release? Nauseating pain Is death the only release? The face of all your fears All your fears unleashed The face of all your fears The face of all your fears I cast aside my chains Fall from reality Suicidal diseases The face of all your fears Now covered with scars Humanity exiled My purgatory unleashed Now burn the face of the earth Purgatory unleashed Now burn the face of the earth The face of all your fears All your fears unleashed The face of all your fears |
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Never again
On your forcefed illusions to choke You feed off my pain Feed off my life There won't be another dawn We will reap as we have sown Always the same My tired eyes have seen enough Of all of your lies My hate is blind There won't be another dawn We will reap as we have sown Reap as we have sown Do it! Slaughter of the soul Suicidal final art Children - born of sin Tear your soul apart Never again My tired eyes have seen enough Of all of your lies My hate is blind There won't be another dawn We will reap as we have sown Reap as we have sown Slaughter of the soul Suicidal final art Children - born of sin Tear your soul apart Penis "Men must attempt to develop in themselves and their children liberation from the sense of self ...men must be free from boundries, patterns and consistences in order to be free to think, feel and create in new ways" - Luke Rhinehart, "The Diceman" 1971 |
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Can you feel the pain I feel?
I've lost all sense of what is real I'm lost, in a world I detest Can you feel the pain I feel? This wound I've got will never heal I'm lost, in the serpents own nest Oh - set me free - crucify life itself And let your joy be the reality Our suffering life - the dream Pain, the highest order Scorching the inside of my skin Terminal spirit disease An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves Kill the worm that is depression Join the leeches of oppression Unpure - twisted - logic now die Kill the worm that is depression My fevered circle - circle of damnation Consumed by this torment divine Terminal spirit disease Terminal spirit disease Your souls condemned to sing of life Must die to be set free |
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Forever burn!
To see the wormhole in your eyes fall to earth And plague my heavens black With fear I kiss the burning darkness Forever burn Leave not only me But for every thought I think Leave not only me But for every thought I think With fear I kiss the burning darkness Forever burn Burn! |
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