| Far beyond the cold distant void, the universe curls closing the spiral to
|
| absurd dimensions over the static of god’s existence
|
| Inverting laws of time, space and so death control, pure black anti matiere…
|
| the origin of chaos 0
|
| Perpetually changing shape, million evils faced, from sickness to war,
|
| from war to chaos
|
| downfalling on itself… degenerative particule, pure black anti matiere…
|
| the origin of chaos 0
|
| You say why? |
| I say what for?
|
| We’re just seeds of dust on a dead stone turning around a cold star in a
|
| depressive universe
|
| You say why? |
| I say what for?
|
| Master of all plagues
|
| Use my soul to bless your words
|
| Tomorrow is out of reach
|
| Ideologize
|
| Illegalize
|
| Lie to tell me what I want to hear
|
| All is nothing
|
| Transformation
|
| Illumination
|
| Over the vast night of times
|
| Negation of my life
|
| In the black void of satan, the mighty revelator of matiere and time
|
| Questions are not missing but your dogma makes me sick
|
| Repent in the name of who?
|
| Forgiveness in the name of what?
|
| Mysteries of satan
|
| Unblessed by the weak
|
| Tyranny to come
|
| Ingerate
|
| Inseminate
|
| Laws of the new one
|
| Abandon the crucified whore
|
| Terminate the reign of god
|
| Insurect the sign of the goat
|
| Over the ancient world
|
| Nothing is all
|
| I’m now sure I’ll die by my own, piss your faith on my face and be the fontain
|
| of my worst desires
|
| If only you dared to be something, something they hate and i stand for
|
| Drink my soul and make me die
|
| Sorrow destroyed the curtain of sensitive space, destroy the feelings and suck
|
| out my brain
|
| This bottle will be my last fetish
|
| Next stop in a body bag
|
| But it seems so brieve and now I’m locked in a cell
|
| Stones imprison my face
|
| Anguishing petrified thoughts
|
| I never thought it comes this fast to begin to dig another grave
|
| no more time for remorse, I have to face damnation, hell is eternity
|
| Something is definitly dead within me, the small light which was still blazing
|
| before N-night
|
| Blown by a cold wind from the anguishing void, the black feezing breathe of the
|
| devil
|
| I hear the hearse' bells toll
|
| I’ll close your eyes before you’ll understand I don’t want you to think by
|
| yourself
|
| Years betray the time left for me
|
| Unless you die forget the happiness for there’s nothing finally at the end
|
| The other day I bought a gun
|
| I should think about using it… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cosmic Seeds of Anger & Dementia, artist - Mütiilation. Album song Sorrow Galaxies, in the genre