I want to know if you will risk. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool. For your love, for your fucking dreams. Motherfucker. I want to know if you′ve touched the centre of your own sorrow
Schön ist der Wald, wenn der Tag sich neigt, Wenn feiner Nebel hoch vom moosgen Boden steigt. Und Vöglein singen sacht zum Ruhgeleit -. Dann mirs die Brust vor arger Schwere feit
The glued-on sheet of self control. The pity of. Sense, of sanity. -Cracking at the seams. Torn from my reality. The motion of thoughts subdued. Overcome, suppressed
Winds that shine a bright, blinding dark. Kerosene flames so cold they crack. Suns that blow becalmed twisters. Ferocity sleeping. Nothingness stacked. Intestines worn to shield the inward limbs. Screams unheard. Deafening thoughts
Unbound to the pale and lifeless day by the. Multicolored, multiform. A spinning antidream unthought. -Exceeding the. Obsolete reality. Overheated inner shape-generator. Blowing every
Trapped in a ceaseless fever of spite, An unending fit of resentment and anger. Caught in a moment of unforgiveness. In the snapshot of a hate filled second
Squint your eyes to see clearly. Blur reality to make it real. Let focus go from your deceiving eyes to know what's been concealed. We've all been blinded. Subjects to visual misinformation
Lacerating pains of degeneration speed through your trembling mind. Still, in machine-like strife you gain another mile. The temporary elusive goal. To reach the solace, to feed once more upon the synthetic reaper of loss
The judging eyes watching me. Is all I've ever known. When I try to open up my heart (heart, heart). I am ridiculed and torn apart. You tell jokes I'll never get to hear
You chose your path. Don't shift the blame. You ran your course. You lost sight of your aim. Wrong choices linger. Like scars remain. Long after the bleeding stops
As the pages burn. Secrets can't be unlearned. Silence can't be unheard. Knowledge is burden. Power is onus. As the pages burn. Your memories fade. Freed from the grip of reality
Friend or foe?. There's no way to know. Through the battlefield of life. It's kill or be killed. So many times. It's a matter of degree. From being up on your luck
See the wolf in sheep's skin. Waiting in the shadows, watching, learning. Too bad I did not recognize. The dark undertow. Pulling you away. We've been infiltrated, in fact violated
De fumo in flammam. Tempore nihil sanat. Noli ignoscere. Noli oblivisci. Odire humanum est. Odire humanum est. Odire humanum est. Odire humanum est
Jotunheim, Call the Giants. Of Chaos, all the wolves of. Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgård!. Call the Jotunheim!. Beware the Giants, the Thurizas, Beyond the border of everything.
Riding on the rainbow and they'll pass the gate of Heimdal. Open up Gladheim and the Walhall!. In the house of Odin the fallen one is standing. With all Einherjar, ready for war.
Behind the depth, before the height, Surrounded by the serpent Jörmundgand, (The) world of Man in the middle. Of heat and ice, built by the Ymer brow. World of Man - hot and cool - high and low
Spark in the nothingness. Heat of creation. Make the ice start to melt. Life wake up in the void. Ymer is born, fire and ice. Chaos will form, megin will rise. Ymer is born, fire and ice
Treat me like a prisoner. Treat me like a fool. Treat me like a loser. Use me as a tool. Waste me 'til I'm hungry. Lose me in the cold. Treat me like a criminal. Just a shadow on the wall
Gudaskymning faller på glöden. Börjar flamma (ur) ödets eld I. Muspelheim Ragnarök härstamma. Muspilli flammor över Jord, Snart kommer Surt att härja.
Wo schmerzlich Zeit musst heftig wogen, Da thronet ein erforner Bogen. Stille bereitet sich endlich an, Müden Wandrern zart zu nahn. Kein Lichtstrahl trifft die Schatten hier hinein,
Kein Hirtenfeuer glimmt mehr, Bringt Licht ins Heidemoor. Ganz oben, einsam singt er -. Des Winters Totenchor
"Fortgang". Welch gramvoll Pein. Verwies mich meinen Pfaden, Als morgendunstge Schwaden, Noch ruhten im verschneiten Hain. In weit erstarrter Heide, Lang schwand die alte Leite,
Karges, dunkles Land. Gänzlich still, weit, unbekannt. Sollst so manch Legende schüren, Doch heut mir nur die Kutsche führen. Durch wilde, kahle Klüfte -
Schön ist der Wald, wenn der Tag sich neigt. Wenn feiner Nebel hoch vom moosgen Boden steigt. Und Vöglein singen sacht zum Ruhgeleit. Dann mirs die Brust vor arger Schwere feit
Wo silbern Wasser rauschen, Zeit lange schon verbannt -. Da sitzt er auf altem Steine, Die Fidel in der Hand. Lässt wundersam sie klingen, Nun lausche ihm gebannt. .
There's a voice out on the wasteland. I've been sailing 'cross the ocean. With the devil by my side. I've been flying 'cross the great blue sky. But there's nowhere to hide
It's not like before, baby. You can't come running back no more. Talk to me when it cuts like a knife. You just talk to me, baby. When the feelin' ain't right. Who do you think you're foolin'? Not me
Give a little bit of lovin' and I'll treat you right. Give a little bit of lovin' And I'll stay the night. Just like a gypsy I come to town. I've been longin' for that girl I left behind
Another day has come. Can't face it on my own. I almost let you walk away and I guess I should have known. I'll give it to you straight. 'Cause some things just can't wait
I'd bet my soul on a roll of a dice. I hit the ground runnin' and I never think twice. Yeah, I'd brave the heat of a wild cat fire. To satisfy my animal desire
A new life begins. Destroy everything. Destroy everything. Destroy everything. Obliterate what makes us weak. Destroy everything. Destroy everything. Destroy everything
Here I am. Exposed in my brokenness for the world to see. Here I am. Screaming these words. It's all I've ever known of serenity. Here I am. Telling my pain, bearing my soul to the world
This is the sound of the lost, the beaten and broken. Rising up and claiming what has been taken from us. From the shadows of the past. From the depths of our own failures
Mind over all. When I was at my weakest and I had given in. Some had counted me out, some rejoiced in my failures. The few that believed gave me power and life
Look again into the mirror that you despise. Keep looking over your shoulder. That shadow may not always be your own. It's living in you, on you eating you alive