Where's your anger where's their body count they want to know why you fight when the inside's rotting out here's their omission there's the infection
Endless suffering - I will rape you in the ass Skin forsaken, bruised and naked My hands are shaking, I will kill again Stalking the dark shroud of
don't have And I had to leave the house of television To start noticing the clouds It's amazing the stuff you see When you finally shed that shroud
Skin absorption, mystical poison. Vanished life, bequeathed. Knock on coffin, shallow burial. Emerge enslaved, commands obeyed. Vision in the shroud
She lies awake in the silent night With her mind wide open She fears what shall appear As she stares into The Dark Beyond these tall majestic trees Her
face a blood stained cloth I am dead but I am so pissed off I will possess my shroud take life for which I vowed Choke men into their tombs I am the shroud
[Music: D.Linden / Ablaze My Sorrow] [Lyrics: K.Lonnsjo] There is things about me you don't know There is feelings in me I'll never show It's an eerie
Under fire were you born Son of god and mortal Under warrior's moon Shining one of an age gone by Throw the spear of destiny Spill the blood Victorious
Sacrilege By my hand They look upon the old As a worthless pale memory The defiling of our land And glorious nature Shall become their undoing And powers
within you it lies since the rise of your time you've feared it ignored but truth never lies its existence marked at the birth of time the darkness inside
Thundering chains of truth Entwining the immortal souls Of those darkened through eras Of hatred - war and betrayal Coming forth their fiery passion
at dusk a stillness falls defeated warriors seized from life shielding the landscape, they lie as legions have before them the crow spirals down from
Castle of ice, a majestic sight. Falcons, eagles and mighty ravens circling above guarding this enchanting sight built out of dreams and wishes dreams
We are just a moment in time A blink of an eye, a dream for the blind Visions from a dying brain I hope you don't understand
disorder Blind to passage of souls Conclusion from one remembrance Help me to escape..... Transfixed... I gaze through my window at a world lying under a shroud
[Instrumental]
a farce. I am blinding. I am jaded. I am theory masked as fact. I am blinding. I am jaded. All live underneath my shroud. I am shroud of science. (4
To catch the shadow, let the substance fall (in remembrance of a shroud) Like the sun's bright beam entangled in melancholy (in remembrance of a shroud
