1) heorot's plea and grendel's awakening. Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk, Mountain echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks
The Rain Was There To Wash Away My Tears The Rain Was There * To Wash Away * Sung in Greek My Tears * It's Raining Tonight * I Wanted
Casts his shadow miles across the sun Keepin' them in sight when they run All of a sudden we hear the fore send Trackin' 50 feet above my head Like we
curfews bell, signal ending tasks They place their faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight The panic seeps through bloodstained floors as Grendel stalks
Within the wreckage, Lying behind the rusted door The pleasures so cold, The pleasures so cold Under the leaches, Blood so red, it starts to fall The
Falling in madness, you wreak of despair Calling for spirits to take all your cares The guilt that you burden, the hate that you breathe Your lord's now
Rising affliction in an age Of cataclysmic war In desolation, no flesh is saved Biomechanic automatic A.I. lifeform The fate decided, the pain so great
Melodies inside of my brain, like a drone I've been 3 days awake on a shitload of coke, man She's lookin' at me with an evil smile I know that gleam in
The verdict's spoken No turning back, no better way The truth is broken No listening ear for you or me The victims taken Within the havoc that we see
I watched a snail Crawling on the edge of a straight razor. Thats my dream It?s my nightmare Crawling, slipping Along the edge of the straight razor And
Got the whole world at your every demand Got to get the gun extending your hand Got to show the world who's master and slave Got to prove your rights
Unity constructing isolation Conformity constructing tyranny Bureaucracy and administration A new cold wave of anxiety Head high March forth Don't ask
Rapid degradation, trapped in the network Social stimulus of man through machine Without authority, a manifestation A raging kernel of an outspoken breed
Synthetic systems, merging hybrids new technologies Rhythms of violence, cutting through your core like a disease Inserting implants, neural stimulus
I have the toxins running through my rotten veins You have delusions they're in your mind Taking precautions prejudiced in every way Forcing your judgement
This condition, the volatile instincts This curse, a burden we bare For all the moments we love And all the battles we wage The atavistic traits, Our
It's like the null on my strengths It's like the null on my pride It's like the sign of trig to save my mind Switch off these toxins that haven't been
Scythe's cold edge thrust Spreading blood on their face Bells toll the coming of their final days Red flowers growing To mark all our tears The pain
