Dreaming of the dead Visions of my death Darkness is my friend Till the bloody end Sharing deepest pain Fear drives me insane Hate is my belief Ever since
Knife is sharpened, blade is gleaming Ready for cutting Throat cut open, gargling, choking Veins are gushing, blood is spraying Stripping, skinning Brutal
I stand above the norm Reptile in human form With jaded eyes I look upon the rest of you with scorn For all that I can see A world of enemies and
This is our first kill The war has just begun Now you'll see lots of blood Crushing - Blasting No you can not hide away No you will not stay alive Now
Bastards of madness Call out this prayer of vengeance Speaking to enemies through these wounds of redemption Tearing out their eyes with horror Behold
There's silence, in the dark. There's the fire, ready to start. Stone pages, inked by fury. The exception of the damned. They are calling, out my
I see the young boys, they're standing so proud In their brand new uniform I hear their tough voices, no doubt allowed For god and country they storm
[Words: A. Loostrom Music: T. Bjorn, A. Loostrom, S. Berglund] Come and burn with me I have something you must see The imitation of being Can be so revealing
In a time now long gone wise mans hands was carving stories into the stones all over our land. Stories carved in stone. To last for eternity. The runes
I lost my self, in those streets A passenger of foreign tongue The sun sets, in the same language And rises just the same There was no grand design To
How is it that I could lose a faith I never had? Where is god? where is god? Is that too much to ask for when there is so much proof to the contrary?
The shape of rage Twisted, angered geometry Contorting flesh Changing my anatomy Take away This healthy human form And replace it With broken, mismatched
[music and lyrics by Don Anderson] Wrapped in letters Glowing darker than before The world is full of sound Space and silence filled Bedrooms alight
It is a fear of mine That there is something not right An ill and unstable feeling What will happen next? I look toward you for strength You show me
[music & lyrics by Don Anderson] Goldberg's variations had permitted sleep And the turning in my stomach had awakened me The dim blue light through
Assigned a final signified Completed and defined Rip my throat and cut my hands Undo the body and break its sign The judgment of god The judgment of
[music & lyrics by Don Anderson] This is a song to fall on deaf ears And these are words not meant for you to hear If sound is the death of silence
As the snow fell to freeze the moment For a brief pause in our Winter sonnet She looked up at me with her eyes Her almond beauty had melt the ice