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Carve

Dance of the wolves On the bloodstained snow. Moon shines as always When we keep our dreams. Carve! Carve the skin. There is the world inside. Let's get close! Shall I dig your pit? Is everything in accordance of your wishes? You wanted to be bless...

Der Erlkoenig

For where are you riding, my friends? Take a look! Can you see my face? Embrace your shining son, His mind is leaving him, His soul is crying, and his eyes are full of despair. Listen to child's sentence, Listen and trust, Lips of him are trying...

It's Rising!

Open the gates! Embrace the faith! Beyond these walls Are demons placed... The demons are placed, Sleeping and waiting for Awakening. The Ancient Ones. An ancient evil, Plague from the past, Disaster from the stars. I've never seen So...

Look, How Clouds on Heavens Are Spreading Out of God

"Dear God, bless the splinters of your superstitions!" Eat these worms and drink his piss to have salvation! You are weak and deadly! You're venomous! Forget about any forgiveness. “Firstly, my spirit doesn't belong to you, God. Do you hear me? Can...

Our Planet Is Dying

Masters have to serve. Slaves must submit. I will not return In this world again. It's too hard to know, That we're all useless, It's too short way down. The planet's dying now. Too much of dying. Too much of deaths. I cannot return If I'm already...

The Bullets Are Too Expensive for Killing the Bitch like You

Apocalypse is going on, But stand-up comedy's still playing from my radio. When somebody is mourning in the room, The other ones are fucking next to the floor. Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise against the shadows. Only one of us will die tonight. But only...

The Cuntferring

I don't accept your lifestyle at all, Tragedy of everything. I can't regret 'bout anything Cause you're fucking beautiful. Your dressings are like Psychodrama Astonishing panorama always opens from your back. Closer, come closer! Move your thing...

The Nails in Our Coffin

Degeneration of Human race. We kill ourselves. Do they want to make us dumb? They can rewrite the history Which already starts to lose the importance. Decaying flesh of system, We are spiking the last nails in our coffin. Clinical presentation...

The Poisoning of the Earth

Hallelujah! I wear the mark of Satan, I see trough the eyes of God, I feel through the nerves of nature, I speak through the mouth of war! My different tongues send you in our own Babylon! My left hand builds the houses for homeless, And your ri...

The Progress of Degeneration

I've never wanted to be your scapegoat My throne is your executioner's block My word is your fetters. Stay in breathless waiting of your punishment. Die like wretches who spoiled the river of wisdom. You broke my goblet of knowledge, You took my t...