| Just to stop and take a minute to reflect, I heard this sound that seem to lead me towards the ground, deep in the hollow heart of hell, I found out where my black soul calls me to dwell. Brutal dead cold flesh hunting in the moon light, broken dreams buried deep. Caress the psychotic smile, bless myself with one more bleeding mile. I feel the swaying of thoughts in my mind. Haunting the dead tree woodland seeking a feast to find. Plauge through out the dead of the night, a whole army of demons standing in full metal armor in the middle of the moon light, a break in the sky, a hunters eye, the finishing touch from the beast to deal the card, which will make you die. Simmering blood in icy cold viens, boiling lava, surrounding the flames. Heart beating in your chest, a cold dead hand rips it out, cold dead flesh around your neck, the solution to every problem you ever had. Death. I know, they need the hatred, I know they bleed red, I feel the pain deep inside of my soul. The howling of the blood thirsty wolves from the past! |
