Shoot,use your gun of life I'm not afraid to die In your arms Shoot,use your gun of life Keep on watching me Poison me MESAMEDASU Prince from the biomass
Yeahhhh (Yeahhh) Ohh (Ohh) Yeahhh (Yeahhh) Ohh (Ohh) Yeaahh I made the mark on Feburary 1st Between me and you, you can call it birth The beginning
[Hebrew text] ('Every born son you shall cast into the Nile' [Exodus 1:22]) Many sleepless nights Far too many troubled days The prophets are grim
Never found our way out again cause to trace this blood trail is more than I can bear this is my spring I finally fixed the car floored out of here I
[Storyteller] In Westland one day A stranger appeared His name was Dorus He had a revelation Daltor he met The king of the West And breathlessly told
Presso la fontana lui un giorno la trovo, vide da lontano il giallo della veste che portava su di se "Dimmi cosa vuoi che io ti possa regalare, grande
This is our Dawn This is our Age Open the veil Trample the cage Standing with pride Marching with haste Seek out the bastards Lay them to waste
As their fate is taken from their hands the shell remains intact Cold and grey premature death Responsibility belongs to someone else Faith and speculation
Propaganda terror drive Spilling from the weapon Lock them up with fear Spineless surrender Do what you're told Get back in line Sell your fucking
Black metal was once a vessel of change A tool for sweeping away the obscene nature of illusions Now every depressed fuck leeches away at the purity
Nothing's quite what it seems Reveries turned to lucid dreams Bleeding hearts beat beneath the dirt Paranoid watchmen on red alert Another starving
Beside careening walls In a crowded room The Snake sheds in the Space between breaths Black-masked Brothers Reside atop usurped thrones weeping
I see them leave their dwellings I see them crowding the streets I watch them breaking the unspoken Law And still my actions remain discreet I hear
Robbed of my dignity Treading heavy steps Anguish and anxiety Filling every breath This path is leading nowhere I must turn away... Lift me up
The skies and the future, the color is the same It's black: The land is in a swamp there is no way, Dark falls on homeland. That's it. The end is
[Verse One: Jise One] Looking, looking nervous Their whole purpose to criticize us Indicate us on music, this world's a circus where murderous written
[Swel] Yes y'all, GOD bless y'all See now this is what y'all been waiting for And this is what we gon bring to you (Arsonists!) And believe me, we re
[Chorus: Swel] You can't kill the wise We gon be here in your children's eyes And your children's children's children's eyes We was built to rise and