1. BloodcleansingBlood, sweat and more bloodLove turned to hateLight turned to darkAnd life turned to deathBlood!The old engine is still runningCleansing!The cleansing of the body and soul(Then) reach out and touch the branchesThe branches of the oldest oakIn these last autumn daysWhen dim colours are over whelmingAnd grimCold hills darkenFrost is setting inDiscover something oldDiscover something newYou have everything to fearYou're hated here2. Mask Of The Slave10 times the power10 times the painHe rolls you overAnd rape what remainsHe exists in every townHe is all aroundHe stab you where it hurtsUp under your miniskirtSomething never never changesSomething never willHe loves the fireHe degradeHe depriveHe is the judge and juryOf your miserable lifeYou are his toilet seatYou are beneath his feetWith this spiked deviceHe rapes you twice3. Martyr / SacrificulumWeaklings,You are not the only oneDreamers,I wish you were all goneLosers of faithGrievers of the heartAll the purity of sinInner strengthTo die for a causeA martyr's deathAn old conscienceCleansed in bloodA burning obsessionA cold hearted devotionSee into the eyes of evilAnd see through the eyes of hellLosers of faithGrievers of the heartAll the purity of sinInner strengthTo die for a causeA martyr's deathAn old conscience cleansing in blood4. ThanatologyThe cold hands were yoursThe stiff face was yoursBut you were not thereThe eyes were yours, but they were closedAnd would not openThe rays of the distant sun were thereThe moon on the hills white shoulderThe trip of death, into the unknownSilent and numbThe human mind, a vast universeDive into darknessFalling further down in despairThe silent watcher of truthYou have lost your battle once, the quest of manGod given immortalityPain strikes, the horror in their eyesRigor mortis, the death stiffnessThe trip of death into the unknownSilent and numbThe human mind a vast universeDive into darkness5. The Suicide SongCome on dead manYou have slit your wristBow down dead manAnd slit your wrist againCut!!! Cut!!!Razorblade babyKill yourself girlYou Christian womenYou can't live like thisNo!!! No!!!He's flung high, he's flung lowBut he still loves the purgatory glowThis long road leads to youFeel the anger feel the rushSearch your heartAnd get out before all heaven breaks looseThe blood hungerThe addictionNight, cold nightThe stars are not lit tonightIce bound river banksCold murky watersThe treacherous devilryColdest thoughtsSuicide!!!The blood hungerThe addictionNight cold nightSuicide!!!Suicide!!!6. House Of The WhipcordIn this house that I builtOf cold emotionsThrough years of oppressionThe suffering which I obeyAn unbearable sufferingThe ropeThe strangulationsThe whipTotal submissionIn this room that I builtOf devilish lustA tyrant's possessionUnleashed at duskChained at dawnDeprivation, solitudePerfection, lustIn this world that I builtOf no emotionsI whip the skinI taunt the angelForeverAnd everAgainAnd again7. Cloak Of MidnightThe trail I walk is hauntedBy his blinding lightSomewhereDown thereFor eternities undefeatedUnwantedUntouchedThe evil incarnateThe cloak of midnightScreams are strongAround the oppressedLike a blizzardLike a whirlwindLike the long lost divinity!It falls heavy like a stoneI am what I amSpill the blood one more timeThe trail I walk is hauntedBy his blinding lightCloak of midnight8. Return Of The Freezing WindsIn the night the forest lies coldLonging for the north wind to returnHear the sad whisper of the windBlackened clouds cover the crescent moonEvil lords ride the tempest wingsCursed is the soil of the pathetic foolsThe winds of mayhem have returnedTo the infernal land of the forestThe returnDark is the shadow of the reaperHis cold embrace of melancholyIlluminated are the old roots of evilHear the grim anguished criesFrozen millennium of the evil usurperFrom the dark caves of the forestFreezing winds sweeps the autumn meadowThis is the hellstorm of our infernal waysThe return of the freezing winds9. He's Turning BlueHe hung himself in the middle of the nightFound dead in the morning bright lightGot no more lithiumGave up lifeThey say: you better give up nowIts not worth the strifeThe soul constipationHe's turning blueHe's turning blueHe's turning blueHe's turning blueAnd nobody caresHe witheredHe's not the only oneCome on get it over withYou're not the only oneHe's turning blue[repeat three more times]And nobody cares
AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
