Az e jszaka szulott je, a forditott let sar ja, A rettegett ordog, orokke ego legenda.. The native of dragons, The leader of the wolves Rhadamantus
I Am Lost, Far From The Cross You Stand Before, Filled With Lust, We Are All Filled With Lust, We Want This Whore, Impale Your Flesh, Draped In Darkness
A holy icon, shining down spreading dogma. Its rays suffocate me, blistering the skin of my effigy. A blinding icon. Burns ours eye, branding our minds
No remorse, no self pride To back everything that we were, Anything we stood for. You ran, you ran, you kept running! Spineless coward with no regard
I'll take your head off tonight I'll take your head off tonight Vlad impaler style Cos it's all in the eyes... It's all all all in the eyes
We are the wolves who starve close to dying, clinging to life for our actions to kill. Prey on the weak and we listen for crying. This is the closest
To dissect the mind impaled of visions a delusional state from which one neglects Incise the flesh with delicate precision as to not disrupt such artistry
Face check I walk this beach I'm frying in the heat in the cauldron stir me Chomp down my diamond teeth I ain't got The simple things in life I feel like
Satan is the master deciver And the father of lies Pulling blindfolds over Christians eyes Destined to burn in the fires. Driven through caverns of hades
Accursed domain A poisoned earth Unconscious destroyers Creating decay Too toxic for lifes breath A maeistorm of pestilence Infecting clean blood Contagious
Summoned by your fear His power begins to rise Pain is all that's left Await your swift demise Impaled upon the spikes of hate Twisted visions seals your
Time is suffocated Actions forbidden Subconsciously paralysed Internally rotting. Sucked in and churned out By the force of lies Swarming ignorance Imagination
Will to end lives And pain their souls till the death Scorch their minds, set me free My agonies will detonate The malice in my blood is pure hate Kill
Total carnage, a stranglehold Violent rat race rages uncontroled Eternal fires forever burn Pain and war wherever you turn. Hour of dread twisting your
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Still the God of slaves Punishes progressive thought The hell in which you're born Is destined to drag you down Down to a lake of fire Damnation arrives
Unexpected cold My skin and clothes soak Submerged in fluid Terrible panic I begin to choke Garments cling heavily The weight tires my weary frame Shrieking
Rejoice in the sight of the mangled and stamped Raging skull drillers in bloodied goat mask Skinning Fathers, cast them into the fires Behold, the hog