Kömmand piosenki

Hun stirrer gjennom meg som Hoest røyker ved havnen som Nemi hyler fra siden som jeg drikker de syv fjell som jeg sove under Løvstakken Hun stirrer gjennom meg hvor steinkatten sover hvor söstrene solgt fisk hvor Pytten organiserer skrik hvo...

Black liquid mysticism Reaping through my veins Some hours to rejoin the storm And forget my graveyard chains Grinning skulls of fools and liars Slandered in every tongue Ragged eaten by the wind As god I’ll walk among I call the storm into m...

Sterile as a surgeon’s knife Synthetic and perfected
 Crossbred, numbered, anti-life Force-fed as directed Dissent cannot be allowed Descent broadcast live onscreen Vacant words sing vacant mouths Drowning in the mainstream Now we know where...

My steps leave a trail of corpses A road paved with fears My boots silence screaming faces And are shined by tears... My legs stand astride the world Who can see my height? My hips satisfy 10,000 lusts Every fucking night My guts hold 1000 ale...

God-fearing village, screaming for a cure By day they count their dead, by night they sleep so near I came to them as friend, my shadow like a crow I left not one behind, I relieved them of their woe Plague Doctor am I, to all I will appear Life is...

Screams of her enlighten me Show me all tomorrows Witness your foreverfate Accept the end of sorrow This pit of snakes is yours alone So many snakes this pit has known Snakes that twist all chants intoned They will strike on my Kömmand Or I ca...

Ashes rain from the sky In the haze of industry. Nestled between the thighs, The other German factory For who shall man the Panzer lines, upon the eastern front? And why will London fear the night? You can mint the future, you can craft the future...

In stormful, prayerless night By an alter of broken stone Let putrid hearts enthrone him Ancient ritual reborn Witches dance like tattered puppets And weave the words to covet him The reek of melting corpses Spiked with LSD Nourish us to see...

Buried alive by ancient spells His gore will not decay Years uncounted come to pass Lived beyond the grave From the killing fields unending Prayers to wake again Every man is dead at birth The question is of when Timewraith Timewraith Tim...

Born for abortion, spinal cord bled dry Fixed to be broken, cradled by the lies Cured to be sick, love is no defense Praised to be worthless, repeat in fear and incense So gather every army The chosen tribe must die When every church is burned to...