Where Cold Wings Blow I (was) laid to Rest I Can not reach my Rusty Weapons the Blood and Sword that Guided my Path for they Drowned in the Sands of Wisdom
of renewed Delight; A Thousand Years have passed since then - Years of Lost Pride and Lust Souls of Blasphemy, hear a Haunting Chant - We are a Blaze
I lay Enshrined Contaminated Time Warp My Flesh Yearns For the Tombworld My soul like layers of Frost Simulating a Spectre Shadow Frozen in Time and
Horned Master of Endless Time Summon thy Unholy Disciples Trained for Centuries to Come. Gather on the highest Mountain United by Hatred; The final Superjoint
Intro: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh [Verse 1] Do you know how it feels, to wake up with someone that you love? It feels so real my angel was sent
I feel free. I'm rollin wit my niggas and we jus bought the bar. I feel free. Shawty lookin' at me 'cuz she know Imma star. I feel free. I'm in the club
Call this girl ... Girl: Hello Boy: yo Girl: yea Boy: What's good? Girl: Nothin much Boy: Yo what was all that about earlier today !? Girl: Dun worry
Them see we flaring always with the dancing we nah inna de corse ting, We Nah Stop Dance Put it in the air ting we do like we embracing we nah ina de
Living Flesh On The Row Heading Towards Certain Death Chambers Full Of Zyklon-B Ready For Mass Extermination Sheep Without Will To Fight Illusion Of
in feet of the father children crying for mercy taking last breath before the eucharist eat it - the blessed flesh drink it - divine fluids from father
Haunted by Sad Thoughts Embraced in darkness Doll of Darkness Under the Spell We Created Vulnerable Soul Under Dark Surface Doll of Darkness Broken Under
lies they can't see blaze in our eyes we are the ones who hold the torch and purge the world with beautiful flames clandestine blaze
The slaves And servants The followers And masses Meaningless And Undedicated Weak And Degenerated Strenght Of Individual Power Of The Mind Ones Ideology
Purging fist of the northern destroyer dominates with force tears down grotesque synagogues Culture of Zion was never meant to be here Bringer of misery
Crown of barbwire tearing open wounds dripping blood blinding eyes Frenzy Crowd Screaming Insults cross of black steel on sholders chackles with nails
I have seen the god when world went in decline When kill of the man was committed under shadow of the cross I have heard the god when cries of child
Black shadow of Goat Follows behind When walking far away from herd of human "As he shall separate them one from another, as a shephard divideth his
Watch the holy men their golden figures luxury of servants nightmare of outsiders deathly power in icons of torture inspiration for holy action false
