I hate myself for lovin' you And the weakness that it showed You were just a painted face On a trip down suicide road The stage was set, the lights went
??? hate you dream sees someone going that voice i see i walks... releases someone...the darkened hate... [who find/if] [i/he] were to come back and
God And it is odd That the world Made of people Sought to destroy Him As their equal But He is not For He is God Disciples Dirge A liturgy
As long as you have your feet above ground The sky as your crown, the coat tails made of breeze You come with me, come with me You la la la la, you la
Crawling clouds hide the moon staining silver on the waves Like a swarm of blowflies darkness slowly spreads throughout They're coming back again this
[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / April 1999] He's waiting semi-naked His make-up makes him look like you slut I'm not sure to be prepared And he's shouting
deep methodical screwing Hurt repeatedly Like the world wound at his feet Dirge Inferno Dirge Inferno As it is written, damn it So let it be wrung, Dirge
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As I heard you've lost your game I knew that today we'll make it real I went everywhere to find you And I can't forget how you called my name And when
Like the flight of a dead bird my life is going out Darkness is my mistress at cold full moon nights Only stars know my paths, I'm a wild wanderer of
Bury my face in rotten love once sweet. Engulfed in kisses of utmost devotion. My conscience tells me to leave it all behind as I wander into a world
Lost, here is nowhere Searching home still Turning past me All are gone Time is now The Omen showed Took me away Preparations are done This can't last
! Wherefore this gilded proffer? Wherefore not pay court to a maid more fair? - Morn of a joyous day! Hower 'twixt weed! Fertile desert! Cheerful dirge
Lost, here is nowhere Searching home still Turning past me, all are gone Time is now The omen showed, took me away Preparations are done, this can
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road. The stage was set, the lights went
?Carrion my name For those who choose to mouth the curse A tragic serenade With Judas in my stride The Gothic halls of shame Where statues coldly hold
