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Bringer of Sign
Worn the blood of yours, the screaming starts again The center of my soul is banished for her Mentally retarded: can´t they leave me alone I´m so mis-understood, chaos in my mood (DEATH) To emphasize my own To vile my last breath No-one can survive f...
Broke My Heart
I am tired to this world and you it doesn´t matter what you do The love isn`t there anymore the darkness is taking the world This pain is surrounding me this pain, it´s all I can see I`m alone in this dark night I don´t care, my heart will fight You...
Merciless
You feel my stuffing grasp you feel my venom fast My burning keeps you impurated hurted,desperated You´r filled with agitation can´t find any salvation Feel my blade, in your chest it´s time to die again I´m so merciless You ask me for pardon But yo...
Ministry of Blood
My life is gonna lay so far away my soul is desperated in my rootles yesterday If you know, they will show: this is your last day they aren’t coming for a call, they are coming for this slay There is no mercy, no salvation there is only death anf rancid...
The Gift of Freedom
The sensor glows red, ready to notice every move I make Shutted doors, no shining light, night is here but I´m still awake Like I had laid there for centuries, the clock ticks and makes me mad Time is eating all my memories but it can´t eat the pain I had...
The Temperer
You have a hammer, you have some skill To make the weapons, for soldiers kill The muscle-power, that´s who is talking The hammerblow is powerfull as lightningstrike to cliff apex (STEEL, MY SOUL, LIKE MOON) In winternight, in my dreams (SPARKS, LIKE GOL...
Wings Won't Make the Angel
You tried to reach the moon, the sky and every time just said goodbye So can I do something else than cry? You said that anyone who has that goal can conquer your soul But what if the heart can just scream `n howl? Whisper my love what makes you staind...
You Die 2 Times
Closing my eyes, trying not to see No sense of reality, cyclic blackness is to be Innocent looking cradle, recognized as a buried relief Roaming in a dark-gray graveyard, wishing to wake from deep dreams Looking the clouds, we never disappear Why all t...