the mighty clouds from the earth, they ride the ancient oath so strong only they'll survive in fire and water the sound of swords the great horn of victory
in the nameless forest of the moonlight flames from the scornful moon surrounded by shadows the trees seems so sore when the wind blows through the silent
come forth through the gates and show me your ways take away my mortal life, take it away let your magic touch embrace my mind lead my eyes through the
into the blackness I fall visions so dark in my mind they call chaos scream chaos dream in my voyage through the flames into my flesh they crawl emotional
when the hunger breathes in me nothing is real as the pain I feel in a glade so dark dreams my escape my hate is growing: more and even more a flame
the silent years of helpless crying the bridge of hate travels in my mind beyond all the doors of gruesome hunger I hear the threnodes, I behold eye
See the candle of life burns out before your eyes like a mirrors reflection death is wwhat you see cold blood flows through your veins death is a fact
On a throne of pain, I cry out in despair Shadows cast upon me, living in a time of lies Truth has never existed, and never will Hate breeds inside of
the darkest sleep in the greyish shadows close your eyes and follow me into the dark beyond the dreams where the memories of life goes by your eyes...
like a vision, I am drowning into time of hate running through hedges of pain howling wolves in a glade of sleep lost night cries in the crack of dawn
the fire of the endless youth bleeds in the depth of my heart running in a dream of dying silence in a cold and deep, frozen sea the silent the cold
flames of fire, burns the sky in the blackened night, I hear the ancient cry saddened tears, falls from above storms of grief, embrace my soul through
through the gloomy night the silent shadows reach out in the cold and teares the dawn away my seamless mind hears the sound of thousand voices whispers
I gaze into the blackened sky Before my eyes eternity opens I can feel it through the night The calling of the mist Burning shapes born in shadows My
How can I dwell Into a dream of fear Can't even tell if I am awake or asleep Can't hear myself speak or breathe Can't see or move, can't even feel Thirsty
Originally performed by Venom I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep As friend gather round and mourners they weep My mind thinks of all the things I have
ruins among laughing dreams... so real knowledge of a wind so old... whispers through the dark the taste of haunted words... comes forth and pleasures
Have you tasted Jesus, for the blessed power? Have you washed your hands in the blood of the Lamb? The bath of your sins, shedding for love. Which God
