Cemetery Of Scream Lyrics
Cemetery Of Scream Lyrics
"Melancholy Lyrics"
I Can't Play the Songs Lyrics
Looking at your picture laying on my bed Wishing I was pulling close the real you instead I don’t know what I said or did
Looking at your picture laying on my bed Wishing I was pulling close the real you instead I don’t know what I said or did
The lovers of night in the fadded mouths
brought the message of the hopeless solitude
silent nature in the possessed dance bowed trees seem to pay the homage
humiliation'n'death the gods of heaven irony of things which are still passing
immortal'n'eternal march
Louisiana Saturday Night Lyrics
Well you get down the fiddle and you get down the bow Kick off your shoes and you throw them on the floor Dance in the kitchen
of the martyrs alone on the rock of might of existenceWell you get down the fiddle and you get down the bow Kick off your shoes and you throw them on the floor Dance in the kitchen
dying in silence conscience like the rugged velvet
empty balconies, the windows of closed lands
the rain is sappin' the blood from the death stones
of the power of naked nothingness
So ridiculous in his sudde
It'll Come to You Lyrics
That girl you were seein' back in '72 Somethin' 'bout a hotel room and bath water in your shoes Were you into your Catholic thin
n will of fightThat girl you were seein' back in '72 Somethin' 'bout a hotel room and bath water in your shoes Were you into your Catholic thin
entanglin' the legs in mazes of eternal condemnation the hopeless of life
the smell of thousands of candles burnin' on the nameless tombs
for glory of the unknown pagan deities you're overthrowin' the monuments to
overthrow the nyth of power thorn of
Fraternally Yours, 666 Lyrics
Pour submission into me No church shall bar our paths Seductive evil drink... your fill of the bleeding christ in your arms<
rose hurts your handPour submission into me No church shall bar our paths Seductive evil drink... your fill of the bleeding christ in your arms<
too weak to beat the soulless stuff the gloom of soul and the sea of destiny
melancholy of the silent funerals dry flowers, tears like tragic jokers
no one know your name blue flowers in the moonlight
are bleedin' of your voice