: It's only when the day gets like this I can think straight Looking at the orange light Breaking the many faces of glass Oh, to see it fall and not
: Never to leave this summer night Under the sheets that take my life Between the walls that poison me With these lights imprisoning Hypnotize me with
: Two ghosts at ten yard gaze Mold sweats through golden palms Heather sowed, the meadow shut Flesh made symbol of the dance Between my eyes and yours
: I come here for the shadows That protect me from the light In the summer through the nighttime I wander around the hills I see a lynx in the tall
: The cat's food is gone Left are knots of love In essence a reason To lessly make "what?" Treason Knitting our yellows together Our lives embroidered
: Center
: As mercy'sreign lays withered, magestic gloats unsung Before the throttled kingdom, revel in our conquest won Fate unreal until revealed, outpour
: A call to war upholds us, uncoiled forces roam. Throughout before hell feeds us, our colours shone! Shone! Shone! Unlasting cries of reason, avenge
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: Annihilation awakened, disease unpacked Forwarned a thousand times, of your feeble future gaping black Hellbent for blood of the innocent, souls we
: Handed down through the ages, Amidst a history of everflowing war. A story of steel that guards all strength within the riddle, Ignores, demands to
: Revolting, unleash the hounds of hell. Fall before your pre-made doom, the rebellion cease to quell. All ends loom, all destinys carry cracks. Heroic
: Beyond the sun, where nigh prevails. The pitch of blackness has won! The cold forever, freezes starscapes unsuspecting. Perhaps correcting, the faults
: Forever pacing, the walls within our heads. Tempted by our dreams invoked from fear of death! The clouded sources of all passions fade to grey. Concealed
: Arise in black, suprise attack! Forgo the ritual of the dark taking back! Their rightfull throne, return to home Forever, left in debt be the legions
We are late like a midnight train that's running nowhere We are sticks, we are stones, we are broken bones, we are hot air We are under the guillotine
Warm Red Invert Her Virgin Soul Her Soul Was Once Pure Now She Is But A Whore She Is Now Possessed In The Grip Of Darkness Invert The Virgin [X3]... Invert
stand upon nothing. preaching weak man. i have come to crush you. come deny me my stand. for crushed you'll be. you and your beliefs. underneath my feet
