no more i rule alone the rapids and the forest a hand so insatiable is ripping down my trees who dares cross the borders of my realm thus disturbing eternal
my roads to cross You nail me down and you watch me bleed Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed So lay my head against the earth Plant my body like a seed Plant my
dried! Iesous Christos Theou Uios Soter Where there was heart shall be vertebra ...For your children have been led astray! ICHTUS! Quench thine thirst with my
on your ruin, seraphic host ... And my tongue speaks ancient names Forbidden psalms above the flames My heart pumps but void into my veins My puls
their graves Soil of the graveyard moved by shovel Oaked lid of coffin, I find from that hole At the dead of the night cross-screws open In moon light
'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there were no prisons,
I never seemed to find someone to lean on Disappointment always brought me to my knees In the silent hour of a darkness Pictures of the past run through my
the destruction of those static molds We choose to build a union from the old I feel my heart grow cold To my surprise I fatalize And fail to soil the
My lightning conceived was I The stars above became my eyes Overgelmer flows in my veins My hair the mist across the never ending nameless lake By womb
with me, I leave with the tide I wrap my coat closer 'round my shoulders to keep me warm from the raging storm The spirits are here to guide my journey
or not, like what you got You're under the soil (The soil, the soil) Yes, deep in the soil (The soil, the soil, the soil, the soil) So we'll end with
shiver at the recollection, When I'll awake with the soil ... on my hands. I know, they will find you ... fallen asleep again, Between the mounds and crosses
hear your voice, this is not me. I'm not aware of what I am doing! I'll shiver at the recollection when I'll awake with the soil on my hands ... I know
body, speaking to Salem You must bring me a sacrifice You must come back before midnight Kneel before my cross, Salem is there He takes a handful of soil
[Music and Lyrics by HERR MORBID, Autumn/Winter 2000] Last night I walked again that soil, places in my mind Remembrances as cold pieces of glass
speaking to Salem Samedi:"You must bring me a sacrifice You must come back before midnight Kneel before my cross"... Salem is here He takes a handful of soil
in embers Of infernal greed Fire of blasphemy, Evil against all energy I rise from the darkened soil With a craving to ingest Where moonlight ever Shall infest In my heart