Always at the foot Of the photograph That's me there Snug as a thug In a mugshot pose A foul mouthed rogue Owner of this corner And not much more Still
Pretenders To The Throne Of I Confined And Diseased In A Life So Habitual Epitome Of My Creation Weak Attempts In A World You Could Never Grasp I Demand
AT NIGHTFALL IN PITCH DARKNESS A DARK COMPLEXION DEVESTATION ACT OF CONSCIENCE I AM HERE OBSCURITY TOO LATE TO LIVE TOO LATE TO GIVE YOUR LIFE AWAY
Tasting the scent of obscurity While adoring the wisdom unseen Extract most fiendish emotions From beyond the irrational world Inhumanity caused
Buried into obscurity Ripped off by the the fears of your mind Buried without release Christ's love brings healing False fear erased Battle of the flesh
[Music: Zweatsloot/Andreasson] [instrumental]
Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Satanic oath Blasphemous rites Churches in flames Obscurity reigns Feast on meat Drenched in blood Denial of Christ
darkness, you will have to bear Deep, you're drowned, in this optical nightmare In vortex, your visions collapse instantly Now your life is condemned to obscurity Condemned to obscurity
them anymore Out of favour with the flavour of the week's where I'll be And fading into obscurity An outsider, but in good company Oh, yeah I'm fading into obscurity
Tasting the scent of obscurity While adoring the wisdom unseen Extract most fiendish emotions From beyond the irrational world Inhumanity caused by frenzied
The politicians are on a mission to kill everyone and everything they don't listen to our opinions because we are the minority! today i died sat by the
[Music: Zwetsloot]
and win Unfulfilled in the call of your life No faith in your cause Believing the lie that you are nought Can you ever succeed [Chorus repeat] Buried into obscurity
suffer the consequence As I rape the life out of you your life seems so worthless Chamber of obscurity Wretched and unthinkable Torture and depravity Chamber of obscurity
PRETENDERS TO THE THRONE OF I CONFINED AND DISEASED IN A LIFE SO HABITUAL EPITOME OF MY CREATION WEAK ATTEMPTS IN A WORLD YOU COULD NEVER GRASP I DEMAND
Darkened image rests before me In the third dimensional form Echoing languages sear through Within my mind they swarm Enslaved by these caverns