Sin of Kain piosenki

The appearance of her will be The victim of her sensitive consciousness She sees the smile on my face The fond provision at time of her Death Pulverises with my only belief She wipes off her tears Instinct for life and I see Myself before me Cruelty f...

Just drown in the fathomless night When thou wake up smell the buried dead And feel that pain inside thy mind What I felt when I burnt in our filthy bed That should be our graven bliss When death stares upon the crucifix Drink the wine and suck my blood...

I don't mind the rotting of your body Walking on those ways of oblivion Can't see the meaning of your holy Burdens of frozen egoism Believe it, but you can't hide yourself away Into the mist of your human nature Your name shall sink into deep oblivion N...

Commercies the lecture of wanton's pilgrim They reek in the bespattered depths Slender reasons, wicked paramours Where the blackened walls preen Resplended ledge wherein cruelty lives She cleaves the austere pilgrim But Esther knows malificent and faulty...

Theres a breathing hole in the sky, A lost, misunderstood species In the hole called Earth that denies Instincts unchained, shaking hands, Declaring the month of death And the years of sear summers, While ones smiling on a picture An other praise tainte...

In the fragrant cloud of dark They pray for a faceless, named God With struggling tongues and hips Sealed against the enemy of Apocalypse For Hell lays done, hell is their home Bittersweet home of fear and scorn Where they hear just their own tongue An...

Bound with the chains of mind, I only dream that I can realize The worth in the stains of life Where God does live in a disguise They think they keep kontrol While the contaminated souls Struggle in their aimless sanity Until they keep this slavery W...

It seems to be Quite absurd It's dancing inside of me A Twisting storm they've never wanted to see It Could set this world on fire, a silent mute desire A Tongueless heart is sinking in the flames of the Pire 

The storm is over, silence lays on the fields, Riders are waiting in the middle of this nihil. The power of giants, titans, eye of the cylops, Still, it is. Still. The still of a drunken sailor. Fingers on legs, higher and higher, flesh is desire For the...