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A soul pulled from the fires, A husk carved out of stone
the heart is filled with boiling blood, By anger, I was born
I have set foot on the horrid grounds where, mere mortals could not stand
I have gazed upon things visuals went right through my hands
And I learned that there is nothing absolute besides nothing
Buried without coffin, Born serving as worms feed
Just another broken man there is nothing else beneath
The gallows are my beds, the blade my go to sleep
And in between the laughter I only hear the ones who weep
I hear the voices screaming of how they hate the likes of me.
I destroy the planets, I am the end of worlds
No one shall defend me as I live a life untold
I am domination, an horrible disease
In the arms of death I will find my long awaited peace
To master the art of anger, is to slit hatred's throat, and still have blood that boils
With 9 shapes I created the destruction of my heart
Unending attempts and failures is what scattered all the parts
The unwanted truth is, you are that what I've said
I know despite of all I've said you'll feast upon the dead
heads will roll down the abyss that I call home.
heads will roll down the flames where I was born, into nothing.
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Old hearts
03:34
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I am destruction
My mind distorting, a pressure on me as if my very soul tries to flee
Do I deserve all this? Is it really all me?
When hatred reached peak I began to understand the ancient language written on my heart and in my hands
It speaks in vile tongues and haunts me in my sleep
within the void that's life, are no answers that I seek
When they gathered for the feast, I killed them all
they lay crushed beneath the statues of themselves
My mind distorting, a pressure on me, as if my very soul tries to flee
Do I deserve all this? Is it really all me?
From the moment I dragged you out of the ruin
unveiled by the sun I became one myself
you stripped the sacred pride from the one who made you whole
you've burned the paradise you've always dreamed of.
Years later I'm just as cold, like the dead beneath me
And still I, I'm like a god to the filthy cowards
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Death drinker
03:24
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They, they're screaming my name as they drown
Damned souls forget their pain when they pull you down
One day I'll end it all, I'll turn the water red
I'll hold my breath and I'll swim against the stream straight into Hell
And if you ignore the story of the one who drank death, you won't receive your savior's hand
And when that day comes, I know I'll meet her once again
floating, staring at me with those redeeming eyes
And it will pierce my heart but it will not break my spirit
My tears will join the others but I will remain alive and swim onward
away from her sight, away from her eyes
Damned is the creator of the river
considered saving on this hope abandoned land
Waves of desire rage forth by the winds from below the nine
You are what drives me to reach the frozen heart, and melt away the ice that keeps it from beating
I am forged to drain the black river and keep it away from us
I am forged to drain the black river
I roam the earth telling the story of the one who drank death but did not die
I roam the earth telling the story of how I survived
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A step out of life
04:36
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You stare at the wall, the wall is painted, with all the problems you can't solve
And everyday you have to face them, it is a world you can't overthrow
You want to take a step out of life, into a better place where dreaming is alright, where you can be accepted and can resist the knife
and when you wake, you wake up in the same shit
It's in your head
and when you wake, you wake up in the same shit
Making you blind
Embraced by the thorns of your dreams, they make you bleed your life away
Beautiful eyes, lure into shadows it is a world you can't control
Again
You want to take a step out of life, into a better place where dreaming is alright, where you can be accepted and can resist the knife
You want to take a step out of life, but it's not a dream, it's suicide
You're searching for answers in the bottles of wine, where you will be accompanied by the old fashioned knife
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Snowfox
02:57
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Born in a town called Death
Covered in an everlasting cold
This place is cursed but a true sight to behold, such a sight to behold
Keep running ahead, the warmth of the sun is fading
and there is a chance that you won't notice it at all
Snowfox, quick on your feet
don't let life's shadow overtake you
don't look back
don't you ever look back
Keep running ahead, the warmth of the sun is fading
There is a chance that you won't notice
Your home lies in ruin, your legacy dead, a motherless child bathing in ashes
No trace of the tears that have been shed
With hope still burning within his frozen body, with the line beneath a red sky
And the black mass as his only guidance, on bleeding feet he kept running
A motherless child bathing in ashes, no trace of the tears that have been shed, we where all born dead
no trace of the tears that have been shed, we are all
born dead
Lost but not forgotten
An endless cycle
Fight for something
Something that will be consumed by the suns
Life is death
Death is fiction
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