Forgotten Soul piosenki

Creature, lurking in these shadows fighting the holy light, plunge into the dark. The want to end it all makes me crave the taste of my own blood. I wish to die. The smoke blinding and it makes me understand the ocean. The realm of torture is home to many trap...

Reincarnation of evil. My hate has been born again, under the infernal moon, a beast cries into the night. Moon shining down its unholy light from behind a grey cloud. Snow falling on the ground, this hateful night your fate has been decided. Veined wings carr...

And my heart shall forever be, shrouded in mystery. And my heart shall always be. Bleed for eternity. And I shall always roam for I can not be. I wonder how much longer shall I wander without destination. And I wonder why I must be? Why this worlds and its wre...

There comes a time. When you look for answers, and you look inside ourselves. And we find one answer ringing out. I'm ready for this truth. I walk down this hall, and see an open door leading to a room. It's dark, but I see a small table. A shotgun in the corn...

Burning in your benevolence. So right. So good. The purity, the purity is lost. Lost into the maelstrom. A hate, a hate so pure. Hail my genocide. The mind, the mind of a horse. Never to be free. A slave, of stupidity. The light the ignorance. the truest spell...

Skull fucking all you hold close to thine pulsing muscle in that wretched chest of yours. All you hold close washed away by blood and filth. Teeth smashed against the rage of the horse God. Every pillar of your diseased chapel crushed like humans under foot on...

How can I let my should be stolen by the utter filth around me? Deep in my beating heart I feel this empty ache. The cheek of a lovely whore pressed on this thing. My hate extended and so I live. My fist cursed with the power of my deeply Satanic Master burns...

The wind inspires me to die. With my crimson noose let us cleanse. With fire we will cleanse the wrong doings of our own. With the dagger I remind myself that death is my only option. My only road away. Suicide is my name. The spider forever perched upon my sh...

We lust after, forever. Wishing to the sky, that this is not the end. Our feeble existence, defined with this blind want, a faith in nothing. Your "Gods" above have all turned deaf. Slitting their own throats. Disgraced. They look down and spit. There is nothi...

Bellowing voice speaks the savior. Exulted and a chest full of knives. Standing with eyes ablaze with hate as those unworthy work to dismantle. Struck with the power of the sun, shot with a flaming arrow. Immolation from within, as the screaming wind never end...

Disease upon desire. To poison them. To fuck the dead. Necromancer, sick wants, and infernal rites intended for the ritual. From death to undeath. Raise them up to destroy the temples of God and replace them with ash. Satan owns the soul of the Abraham, and sp...

Holding onto/ the only/ thing I possess/ my eyes/ glazed and hazy/ speaking in tongues/ my mind flayed/ a stream of/ ancient wisdom/ pouring from all/ time just like ice/ dripping from my ears/ colors wanting/ to escape this/ impenetrable/ dark/ this serpent d...

Leaking yellow voices, as the liar in black drips red from the heart, with a sword shoved into her. The realization that restoration is an impossibility, so the knife goes deeper. Fucking herself to the image of the Serpent. Serpent is the path to victory. Col...

Forgetting languages that dates are timeless. Full of disease and a thousand years worth of blood. Emerging from the black nectar of depression while ripping entire segments of flesh from toothed beasts. Hatred leaks from the eyes of mine, every time I have at...

I see Crystals, I see brimstone, but who's to tell? I know it all, I know nothing, but who's to know? Strange visions, apparition. Lucifer is dancing on this tomb. Locked and stowed, turning grey, life denied. Aborting this witch, stab thine warlock, become th...

I shall meet your offering of peace with war. My sword rusted and blood soaked, with the nectar of death. I shall meet peace with war, and forever I shall reign. Anti existence, my hate extends to all life. As this water turns to ash, and your blood runs down...

rigor mortis/ clutching hand/ holding organs/ intestines trailing behind/ a pool of blood/ I emerges from/ that lake filled/ with boiling dragon/ blood/ a knife made/ of light/ but my dark magic is/ empowered by/ ice and darkness/ my winter is/ upon the earth/...

A body discarded. Left for another place, in another time. The mind floats. Endless search for the better. The mind hovers above. The earth bound one. Away. I am gone, searching through the twisting void. I will leave, in search of waters blue, and skies grey...

Cut deeply, and make my blood fill ten thousand skulls, For if you do not release my soul, with that knife I shall end you in the most torturous way my sickness shall allow. My revenge will come to you like a horde of six hundred and sixty six locusts, and rip...

In my satanic sorrow, in my demonic hate, Lord Ördög rise. In these dark emotions I will feed, and gain more strength to give death, and corrupt those followers of the light until they can only see the wounds of the world, bleeding black until it obscures all...