up for you, what can I do to stop your body burning? Mind's in overdrive, the choice of life and death beyond my grasp now Eyes roll back, the bliss of crimson
Icon of Sin, darkened Dreams made Flesh Graveyardstatues scream for leaving marblestoned Shell to clasp at least one single Kiss of her lovely crimson
can no longer bear to watch you cradling my form. Wrenching out bloody drops of desperation's futile storm. Welcome to the Willothewisp my love. Deaths
halls. Shattered pieces of a forgotten puzzle. Feel the shaking of my room, welcome to my most humble tomb. Lay your head upon the crimson velvet pillow
pass by, the veins of the earth entrenched with the millions of dead. So few have my eyes seen in passing of glory. The aesthetics of death painted upon
Awake!! Crimson reflex of oldest times, joy in sorrow Chilly contact of inhuman, returns no more With help of the new born ages, gods have bleessed
if I'm hittin' up rappers on a radio hot feed The CNN ticker will say that somebody shot me It's raining blood in Queens, Jamaica projects Crimson hue
the hell's angels take their flight when darkness falls when shadows hide me, thats when i'm out. and your fear is all i see a heartless beast, looking for a crimson
alive With sulphur crowns shoot up the sky Then we shall be your light Oh Lucibel Pale is the horse Upon which sits merciful fate Crimson the hooves
Hyperborea... now pay heed, for the final battle is at hand! [Chapter 7: The Last Stand Against Chaos.] [ALTARUS:] And a crimson sun rose slowly over
night... Anoint us with the crimson rain, feed our steel with slaughter... Let every blow be a killing blow, grant us victory, or a warrior's death. Come
long gone Suck the leaves of otherness and lie down with the facces goddes Eat from her rotten flesh there is no life before death Now the sky is crimson
As told of in the ancient tales, the Sword of gold and steel Eyes of ember, fangs and claws Creature of fire Jaws of death, walk through the haze Crimson
the mist to stalk unto the other side Plains of otherness The utter emptiness Where time have ceased and dark and light collide Crossing the river of death
my corps to be Convulsions shatters my carved limbs I now begin to feel the chill the smile remains upon my lips because likewise I die I kill Crimson
the troubles upon his masters brow but death us all will grasp with hand so cold to pull us down And so the sun is low again : along horizon a crimson
mist to stalk unto the other side Plains of otherness The utter emptiness Where time have ceased and dark and light collide Crossing the river of death
crimson and clover" London bridge is safe and sound No matter what you keep repeating Nothing's gonna drag me down To a death that's not worth cheating