a reason in this world of sin! Give me a reason, is this the world I dream? Search for a reason in this world of sin! Give me a reason, is this the world
Zombie slaughter all night long A thrill you won't forget Stumble over corpses, wade in seas of blood Slaughter to the rhythm of a million guns Random
dooms darkest destiny my lust to mutilate, subjugate and abuse i satisfy with torn flesh from a barbed wire noose a sledgehammer to the ribcage a hacksaw
darkness natures truth mortals and nightmares blood and bones the world burning flames and corpses in a merciless godless mayhem piles of corpses monument of war thrilled
A night of Lust Give us trust in The Night Give of color Hundred hues A rich Mandala For me & you & for your silky pillowed house A head, wisdom & a bed
free For ever and a day Death is the salvation Death is the salvation Death is the salvation Death is the salvation Death is the salvation Death Sorrow
: THIS IS YOUR NIGHTMARE IT'S YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE THIS IS YOUR NIGHTMARE IT'S YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE Poised For Battle And Trained To Kill A State Of War For Their Next Thrill
severed garden Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful comes death on a stranger hour unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed Death
the ashes of my thoughts for ever and a day death is the salvation for ever and a day life is the damnation for ever and a day ghosts are hunting me
natures truth mortals and nightmares blood and bones flames and corpses the world burning in a merciless godless mayhem piles of corpses monument of war thrilled
gleam, a brazen glare Kindled, by that inextricable terror Which makes a thrilling vapour, of the air To become an ever shiftening mirror nightmare Of
garden Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful comes death on a stranger hour unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed Death
& allow Did you know freedom exists in a school book Did you know madmen are running our prison w/in a jail, w/in a gaol, w/in a white free protestant
way past Uranus, buddy. And I come from here with a mission... Give up the decadent rock and roll lifestyle and join me and the Master in a holy jihad
demons watch out to find a sacrifice The wind blows straight into my face Sweating hands cover the knife I try to hide my thrill of the chase Death
