milk but I won't cry My eyes are watertight like my alibi Yes, I'll love you then leave you for no apparent reason My names are many my friends call
for the masterpiece that he created Death of a sales martyr Fire starter If the hate doesn't make you wanna die Try harder --- I shot a Warhol Dead with my
prophets warn the deaf of my return to terrorize reaching far beyond the grave destroying all that i despise born before the dawn of time, my spirit
are death and sadness Sadness, ohh See my final sacrifice In the trees you will hear my voice Ever calling, ever falling Darkness in front of our eyes
' back in my eyes I've been a poor sports, thoughts dance in my mind A banging headache dancin' prang'd by their side Dancin' with the pictures from the past of my
my skull that hides behind my hair and skin, I see the selfsame skull of my father, and beyond the skull of my father, the skull of my grandfather, and the skull of my
we carry on! As the red day is dawning And the lightning cracks the sky They'll raise their hands to the heavens above With resentment in their eyes
in your eyes I'll follow A spark of endless dreams There's a light in your eyes while you're holding me tight it enriches my life, it holds me spellbound
love-knot Into her long black hair "One kiss, my bonny sweetheart I'm after a prize tonight But I shall be back with the yellow gold Before the morning
Death To Acheve A Kingdom Of Bones And Frozen Eyes Ravished Souls Still Tortured In Ice The Vision Is Black With Spots Of Red The Goal Is Death And
Spells lay daggers before me Passion speaks in grue vehement stabs Trance my eyes, fix my focus to pain The tumor grows until the enemy is slain Slight
skewer dawn I am as a plague, born to the priestess The secret amour of her arch angelic rape Jaded-eyed when my lovers, possessed Screamed out their
Until pagans were beaten By their body, not their mind Poured water on their heads Mumbling words of a foreign tongue Built houses for their god Was
Forever, the word itself is etched in my skin My feet are bloody from walking this path My face hardened from all my loss And my tears long dried up,
hopelessness. Belie their seeds, belie their dreams. Hope has ceased to be." The people worshiped their queen. Such beauty before her time was unseen. Their
to hide Too slow was their reaction They were thrown back off their feet Their throats were filled with panic As they stared as harsh defeat Too weak was their
fell into sleep Their consciousness gone as they slumped in defeat And there they still lie bereft of their willpower Brought to their knees by the strength