And Hell Followed With piosenki

"A grain of sand amidst endlessness, your mortal life of no worth to my own for it is meaningless. I have many names amidst the tongues of man, but eternal I have been and I shall always be." My abhorrence for your misuse of predominance is unequal to the dis...

It was in tragedy of reflection that is, oh purest of nights was to drink incessantly from these veins. Beauty in comparison to no other. A standard made in flesh will in sickening glory run feverishly upon the razors edge. Admiration, this night shall end. Ho...

The luminosity of your existence shall not succumb to the hands of negation. The contrary has taught me that with golden feathered wings you will ascend. The tragedy of such a day as this has burned its place in my peaceful mind forever. And I beheld your st...

A legacy of sand is all that I have seen. Longingly, the dead reach for deserved glory. Bereft they are of wings (those their brothers once had). This future has been realized by my own blackened hands. So many lives I've consumed, as countless nights, I walk...

Futility in clawing at my flesh, a pain that runs deeper than veins and tissue. My organs, the womb to a terror within. A scourge unto this sterile world, I am a carrier. Unearthing this sickening truth, fingers embedded within my infected wounds. Pustules, t...

Save me from Derangement Distorted visions cloud my mind I cannot recollect ego and intellect All sense of self fallen by the wayside Save me from destruction Sensory overload chaos has been bestowed Save me from deception Is this reality Or is it m...

Unlocked, the mechanism's gears turn in their graves of rust. These ancient turbines will breathe coal-thick darkness again. The cryptic thing lurches forward, a rhythm set in motion amidst stillness and decay. Those buried within its confines have long-since...

It seeks to be released. The fragments of a once brightened disposition are blackened in misanthropic disgust of all that has unsettled from within. In mere repulsion, so ravenous the innermost. My form contorts in disbelief; my patience attenuated. In the aro...

With unease have I slept these past months. Her stride burning bright the confines of my dreams, the sleight of hand unleashing this perfection. To such heights she will grow. Horrors deriven, ye who stand atop wondrous pyres. You breathe eternal that no darkn...

Condemned to your darkest abyss What is this place that I cannot leave? Taken from me, my soul and psyche I was corrupted by thoughts of murder Locked in this cage, never to wander Welcome to damnation Welcome to your prison home Was the toll of sin...

This will not end tonight. I have bared witness to tragedy in many and my refusal to accept this will end all suffering. The blackened horizon beclouded by the presence of Gothic architecture. The eyes of this decaying waste shall see that there is hope. There...

The wane of my crescent fixation, the moon she doth corrodes. Thousands of voiceless faces besmirch the darkened canopy. This winter's night, needful and torturous, has unearthed many secrecies amongst caskets sealed forever (I once believed). Forgive my pess...

Your image, not forgotten, burns its place into memory; your name, a burden that I speak, weighing heavily on my tongue. I would hope that the sunrise would bring your body close to mine. But it only brings the ties binding me to agony. In my despair, I denou...

Nothing in life could prepare me for such unendingness. The cadence of my heart began to swell as I beheld what no man had ever before. A simplistic procedure now the bane of my entirety. From sternum to pelvis, the incision cleaves the sky above the silent to...

The night has decreed, the wretched born of her pale breast shall purge their thirst upon the throats of you vermin. The dread of mankind has too long plagued my ancient race. My shadow shall endlessly stretch across the land. The streets shall run red by daw...

The scent of oh purest carnage, familiar to these hills. My father hath traversed these lands decades before my birth. A century doth pass by, the veins of the earth entrenched with the millions of dead. So few have my eyes seen in passing of glory. The aesthe...

My lungs they no longer draw breath. The stench of aeons past, my very flesh corrupted. I, the embodiment of decay. Forever changing, stagnant no longer. This temple, this organic structure, shadowed beneath swarms of flies. How eager do their wings seek my ca...

The noose-shaped constricts my throat, slithering the nape of my neck. Their ways, they are not like my own (for my words are not venomous). Truth has many faces, even that of deceit. They know nothing of my thoughts, for I too, keep secrets. A forked tongue...

The air becomes unbreathable as my flesh contorts with the flames. This atrocity made in flesh once bore the face of a man. Now in mockery of my former self, my laughter fills the air, the voracity of the wind silencing my last discernible voice. 

I am not easily fooled. I see no difference between you and all the others aside from you being the alpha male of just a different pack of wolves. You said that this conflict would end with you, yet since you've come to be, I've seen more of my friends and fam...