Poisoned tears fall from a corroding sky down to a tortured earth that's been left to die. The oceans diseased, the stricken lands decay. Mankind's supremist
my skin and I strip the flesh. Sanctification. I'm being released from a condition That sees my will as His decision. From ash, dirt, and stone He created the Human Race. After
hidden but they needed rest, They could not fight again. Naoise smelt death and he quietly said- "Please Deirdre stay where you are". A belt of a sword
Devoured, born again day after day delusional montage of cascading lies. Boundaries- In Confines of Human Flesh Elation- Sanctify the act of death Exalted
game, As the torso is engulfed in a torrid rush of flame... Human kindling to burn, And then scrape into urns, Burnt to a crisp, Another name scratched
McGrath) The abdomen distends With noxious gasses that offend (solo: "Life After Death" by J. Kocol) Organs dessicate A foul odor we execrate (solo: "Return
machine Consumed democracy returns a socialist regime It's laid to rest without contest, all hail the new incompetence Making you see what to believe, a
move or am I just a toy? Was it intention or who threw the dice? All I really getting to the bottom of life? After day will be night, after dark shall
zombies and blood The horror is real, death from above Here comes the last fighting men One by one they're passing in a gas Sin after sin to industrialize
It's a killer and it prowls night after night It's a murderer in the vault it lives for a fight It's a story of a soul that has come for revenge On murderous
illegal I back down clowns with a four pound, as I defeat you Insert the lyrical slugs, that straight's very A nickel plated verse I spit like a hollow
flow down only with purple, only with blood... In return I shall forgive you your sins. In return I shall adorn my emples with thorns. In return I shall die three deaths
the upcoming Kalki the avenger After the twilight of the Demigods A red blooded sky, a sunset, the decline of the civilization, and suddenly a golden dome A
slides on the Kaledon' s ground, Azrael,( shadow of ) Azrael it spreads the black wings over the sun to return to the life after the death you have
plays in tune!" FIRMIN: "Dear Firmin, vis a vis my opera: some chorus-members must be sacked. If you could, find out which has a sense of pitch - wisely
Deep in the black hearted death of the night Watching your every move Driven by madness a voice in his head Telling him what he must do Watching and
death gets the rest so don't deny me your company let's just drive fast, let's drive west. Woke up in a bucket seat. Moved back in with the folks. Hung up after
can find danger after every step Run a mile with death and see who win the fucking race Sexy bitches get excited when they see my face Got indicted on a