for you here. Your life is all burned out The brotherhood, the plagues you spread. I?ll hold my smiles ?till they?re dead Forget your last rights. Because this all ends
between the living and the deceased We gag on the feast of our grotesqueries... [Lead - Mike] Too consumed by consumption to see our own ends We're all
to follow orders Dilettantes of war, torn apart Send them all to be slaughtered, standard training set In a dark, distant, foreign shithole, wretched
I Am Lost, Far From The Cross You Stand Before, Filled With Lust, We Are All Filled With Lust, We Want This Whore, Impale Your Flesh, Draped In Darkness
to come Maniacal screams, a suicide pact, a lasting tone it rings The so-called crazed dead, the final heartbeat ends Dying, this coven's gone, at peace now, for all
in your action and succumb to what is truth. This display of harmony and dissonance is the end of all to come. This will be the end of all. When does
More of the same [Lead: Michael Soininen] You're enslaved Suppressed in your mental cage A mutilated sin of my time Wretched, wasted it all It takes
destroyed world that ends The efforts of unknowing fools Bless the wretched herds of Christians With a bath unholy water Cleanse them all of unholy
've been a prisoner at Port Macquarie Norfolk Island and Emu Plains At Castle Hill and cursed Toongabbie At all of these settlements I've worked in chains But of all
All these seductive angels and my wretched devils They never knew me or what I was capable of Yet they longed for the taste of my lips All these seductive
It all began with the bright light The bright light and the noise The chaos of the senses and the scream of desire Touching and being touched A million
We are falling over the ends of the earth So gather your sons and daughters before you And tell them that these are the final days of all Preach to the
on some music turned it way down low, lovey dovey softies fi get the right flow Lay out mi neglige weh have the red glow, and after all a that the wretch
I-Ina Di Ghetto) Where there's no congestion charge But to roll through my hood there's a section pass I.e to travel these ends There must be family,
of the same [Lead: Michael Soininen] You're enslaved Suppressed in your mental cage A mutilated sin of my time Wretched, wasted it all It takes every
across the sky Burning the altar Burning the altar The ignorant rule the weak With iron law and wrathful deeds Eyes within eyes All seeing All mass delusion