light and prying eyes. soon to come the waking hour, blood lust, hunger, darkend sky. crimson, pablum, fare. ambrosia of life, mere mortals beware. crimson
cold as stone. I shall trace your lips with crimson. I'll protect you; they can't have you to bury, to leave me. Slay all who dare touch my pretty doll
last man! [THE KING:] By all the gods of Hyperborea... a legacy shall be wrought by our blades... our legend shall live forever! Hear me, Angsaar! My
of dawn they came for us. for a while we were safe and sound. they came like thieves and robbed our town, of all the life, of everything we knew. the living
for an eye, tooth for a tooth Come on, let's kill this parasite So does the bastard live in me still? I walked unto the altar and I saw the fear Won'
full With desire fulfilled All my dreams came true All the world, And all of you Everyday there's a constant reminder Of all the pleasures we shared together
Theater] [Lyrics by Mike Portnoy] [I. The Crimson Sunrise] [Instrumental] [II. Innocence] I remember a time My frail, virgin mind Watched the crimson
the mud and lead Smell the fear and the feeling of dread Soon be time to go over the wall Rapid fire and the end of us all Whistles, shouts and more
pig snouts On their heads Soooooeeeeeeing, "How 'bout them Hawgs?" That's mascot mania I work all week At a job I hate Where everything goes wrong Weekends what I live
I jump Would I do it all the same As the actors in the game Or would I spit it back at them And not get caught up in their rules And live according
I notice that you mentioned your opinion Oh, now they got a couple of things to say too What should I do? Listen or leak crimson? All over the floor
prison of the night Till bursting forth from rocky chains The valley floods with light Living one long sunrise For to me all things are new I've
Meant to be a warrior freezing all the spirits of life Last to see the walking heroes fading in the night I will not ever leave you a shadow of fear
Savior save me I pray. Salvation your sins are washed away. I still cherish the heart, but I only want your body. Blood is all I can taste; crimson smile
confess..... Shut up and hold your tongue Justify your beliefs and forsee reality I am the personification of cosmic force And the creator of all living
all my life. I soon found it was the only way I could truly express myself. It was a way to vent all my frustrations and all my pain - completely opened all