Outworld piosenki
Utwory wykonawcy:
City Of The Dead
Across a sea of sand a treasure waits Buried 'neath the past, a living gate A voice ever calling me Through golden dreams... destiny ' Damned is he who takes from the hand of my sleeping shadow ' In the City of the Dead They come for everything Follow...
Grey Tide
Out of a twisted womb I crawl The child of stone and tainted blood And I I am the chosen... I'm the one Ordained to right the hand of God The meek will drench the Altar Suffer... Like me Run, run, run... All will drown beneath the Grey Tide As fles...
I Thanatos
I'm the boy in the corner Crucified, spit running into my eyes As the sound of your laughter teaches me how to hate you Every whole that you carve bleeds me empty and cold Behind this mask of silence The watcher waits, wrapped in a sleeping fire After a...
Outworld
A weary world decays beneath a veil of cold synthetic light Into the cameras' eyes we fade As nature gives way to the wheel In Shackles we're born With meaningless toil, ignorance and consumption We feed the machine Whisper the warning to the world As...
Raise Hell
Towers climb through the breathless grey... Soon we burn As the businessmen feed Truth and beauty bleed As they poison the well Raise hell Hear them whipping the slaves Singing Jesus saves You invented the cage Raise hell Writhe in the fire... Burn Those...
Riders
In the night voices are calling Through the past footsteps are falling Long ago...so far from this world that turns to steal our souls We were the free, we were the faithful Look... turn your head to the sky I'll be riding Taste the earth and the wind a...
The Never
Bend then fade Wither like leaves-feed a closing space Let go of hope, bury the dreams that have died Or carry their weight through the Never There is no destiny-shining through the void No...no savior to set you free On you sail the Never On you sail As rev...
Warcry
Here's to the mindless Vacant and spineless Forever hollow, they follow and feign Cheers to our leaders Slick elevated zeros Packaged and plastic, they dance for the herd Here's to your boxes Your paradoxes Grasping at freedom, you buy a shiny cage...