I can't believe in the world anymore, it's let me down so many times (its let me down) I've been so led astray, who knows what's wrong or right I believed
(lyrics by Carl-Michael) In the quest for shudders I was as the absence melted in my hand As clear as my gleaming sorrow A spectral fascination For irony
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The way you look at me Feel all your hatred building I won't be what you see A nation built for killing The color of the skin Dividing church's saviors
"cursed be all those, who preach with a high voice for the benefit of their hordes. For they are the weakest in faith, and the darkest within their heart
Black metal is the game I play 'Cause no one show me the right way I am a bloody Antichrist, only believe in bad Spit at the church, evil I get Blasphemer
Lyrics by hiro yamamoto Music by kim thayil Heretic, burn at the stake Witch float like a log Wine from the blade on the night of the full moon Voices
I took the long long way to help you I never took my eyes off the trail I never say goodbye so I ask myself why this is what I got in the mail I took
The way you look at me Feel all your hatred buildin' I won't be what you see A nation built for killin' The color of the skin Dividin' Church's Saviors
Victory by vehemence... the conquerd shall feel our steel Implode the structures of religion All faith in god collapses Your shrine of gold has rusted
Don't belong in this world or the next one Wasting every day to my own end Feeling awkward, feeling clumsy, hating Everything I've ever done before Then
Calling all you non-achievers We are as one and we make a stand Our wishes of no direction Repay (?) the same till we reach the end I imagine all these
Last night I see you you were howling at the moon If I ever see you again it will be too soon The house that you live in will burn down to the ground
Heaven fell from the sky tonight There were virgins in my backyard chasing angels with fire sticks? Heaven fell on herself tonight And Moses lay in pieces
Could my ruin have come, My day of trouble have arrived, In these tuonele cabins These abodes of the dead land? [Kalevala] Far beyond the dark stream
Je t'emmenerai a l'hotel Si un jour on se rencontrait Que tu n'aies pas la trentaine Ou que tu l'aies deja passee Toi qui survis en sourdine Dans le fond
Answers in front of you Afraid to see the truth Hindering thoughts of sorrow Shrouding your recluse Resentment keeps you under Drowning in disbelief
Why Suffer? Unbeliever. It's just a word for the weak Have you ever seen a sunset burn the horizon, burn the horizon? Or When the colours in the autumn