Through all seeing eyes, scrutinize the world. Syndicate of one. Angered by mankinds affairs. In his divine wisdom, he laid down the guidelines. Laws
There's an animal inside of you (Don't look in the mirror) Banish it from your mind (The face in the mirror) Execrate the willing state (Don't look in
"What they have in store for them... ...do I desire..." "They will suffer just as I... ...revenge on the whore." Take the eyes, take the head leave them
Originally performed by Twisted Sister he spent his life a silent sentinel for all to fear he walks, he talks, he thinks, he feels, but no dare go near
Such a gruesome bleeding heart Stabbing against the thrust Those vicous memories Of broken trust The bitter food of hatred I will force feed You?ll suffer
You'll get a taste of the forbidden fruit Of what I have to give Temptation can be so sweet To feel what it's like to truly live All the depravity All
There's a price we all pay to Charon A price we pay for the ride You're damned if you do, damned if you don't Nothing remains but emaciated pride The
Originally performed by Judas Priest Up here in space I'm looking down on you. My lasers trace Everything you do. You think you've private lives Think
Another sunrise swathes the earth in light. The sun, a symbol of innocence, inverse of the night. Yet with all this energy comes a certain weakness. '
Sinister are the ways of life. Tortures made to scar the mind. This evil is an existance. Man cannot serve two masters. Head to the grindstone. Sharpen
Reflected face, dragged from the void without a soul Illusive dream, poisoned with no control Consuming time, condemned arise from glassy sleep A vengeful
Scraping the earth in search of the essence Metallic rock ore where iron is present Extraction smelters burn hot with phosphorescence Rivulets of sweat
Writhing in pain Your third eye blinks untamed We were one to live Now there's but grief you give Griefgiver Dread the hurt Crush me in the dirt Panic
Contained in blood scrawl, compiled evil artifacts. Insane instigators of ritualistic pacts. Necronomicon, bestial methods, age old torrid acts. If darker
Grind Bastard - return of the weapon of war Discharge my stigma Now I'm back to even the score Bastard - was condemned through dignity Mark my soul eternal
Cloying blackness, within the womb, unwanted child's fleshly tomb. Umbilicus, a weaved choke, hung in time, frail neck is broke. Aborted form's placenta
My corruption, it worsens. The worms dig deeper. Pit of mental anguish. This casket locking me within. In my own stench of darkness. Conscious returns