Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blackeyes, artist - Ancient. Album song Mad Grandiose Bloodfiends, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 04.11.1997
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
Blackeyes |
Shiver, does the child draped in its disgrace |
The web grows like a poisonous vine fed by storybook filth, tangling it’s |
Hypocritical mass around the throat of human instinct like a |
Self-perpetuating noose |
The one dangling in rage, refusing to choke, gains a dagger to sever all |
Ties to the vine of self-deceit. |
Consuming the melody of shrieking |
Horror… the blade penetrates as he becomes in harmony with his action. |
The |
Constant twilight of the forbidden is unveiled, revealing darkness to be |
Ravished forever by the intellect of BLACKEYES |
Disgusted by the pathetic pleading swollen holes of the «holy» |
BLACKEYES |
Prepared to protect any path he hath chosen |
BLACKEYES |
Contempt for all benevolent spinners now clinging to the vine |
FEELING, SEEING, KNOWING, BEING |
Lift your sword, slice the vine. |
Feast on pleasure, swim in life’s wine |
Take your vengeance now and rise, torment those who fear BLACKEYES |
All who waste life on bended knees are begging for death to take them, so |
Be it go humbly to your god in white. |
Look to my Blackeyes for a reflection |
Of your fright |
Run christian soldier, for our army approaches! |
Smile christian daughters for the snapshot of your annihilation |
Know this slaves of christ. |
Our pulse quickens with the thought of your |
Death. |
Prey pawns on your knees! |
Prey to the god you fear to protect you! |
Blackeyes bring forth hell inside catacombs of a web now sighing with the |
Weight of helo’s drenched in blood of a million spinners |
Join us little children, or be sent to your empty promise land in tears of |
RED |
Lift your sword, slice the vine. |
Feast on pleasure, drink life’s wine. |
Take |
Your vengeance now and rise, torment those who fear BLACKEYES |
What be is FREE |
Join us little children before it’s to late, and we shall send you in tears |
Of red straight to heaven’s gate |