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 Posted 20-07-2006 12:46 by Mutilator (Moderator) |
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Wat songteksten:
1. Greek Fire
The thought of you declining this massive temptation
It never crossed your mind to reach out for the prize
It takes an age for all this hate growing inside me
To blast its way out of my pit and into your eyes
Forcibly make you defy
The ways of your parents
Remember you’re no friend of mine
I'm crowning my vengeance
My legacy is a sensation of fears
The devils own soul
Greek fires apprentice is here
All flesh folding here
2. Your love is king (of the dead)
An outlawed love narcotic against society
Deliver me the unborn from the cradle
That I desire to hold in my lonely hands
The cold smiles to capture their hostility
So many pieces could never be enough
This outlawed smile is its own reward
I fit my fists inside the soul of an entire person
Break them out of sight to reorder my own life
Psychically I move inside myself as if I was a boy
Lights out inside my ways now your ways little boy
4. as cold as they come
As you sail across your ravaged desire
And curse what remains of human reason
Lack of a way has driven us inside of you
Your future’s like mine a lonely pain now
Paralytic novocaine is my only answer
Ask daddy if souls can grow in darkness
Here’s my secret and its elusive reward
The defiling of angels, a sin I revel in
Any convictions are wasted freedom and lies
Understand I do this to be my own master
Hate and instinct outweighs sorrow every time
Psychology conjures up another work of fiction
Waltzing through your fortress with such pride
You people ignore the tragedies beneath us
To choose honour over craving is to reject life
I blasphemise against your Childs true nature
Persecute our way of caring and getting closer to the divine
It’s our salvation, a life within the blood and wine
If I was forgiven I would ask if I could sin again
Blessed be your vengeance, it’s in your hands
Blind the eyes of all those who have souls
All I ever wanted is to make you want to see
Then like me you’d want more and want more
we know you are like this that you are like us
The quality of our perceptions determines the quality of our judgement. Our judgement determines how we interact with the world. How we interact with the world changes the world. So, the quality of our perceptions changes the world.
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