Drinking blood A red delightful bloody power My fatal bite The art of the blackest hour I suck your blood An immense everlasting lust Morning grows The
Before my eyes lies nothing but lies I cannot believe the scenes Taking place beneath our skies It makes me wanna do my time In a song or on the silver
set aflame Feral instincts help me go insane Shameless, searching endlessly To appease the burning urge in me Hunger of a thousand wolverines Satisfaction
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I live to rise again To reborn and never end Once I'm on the other side I'll see if it was the end of my ride I live to transform
=========== Dedicated in memoriam Aloysius Bertrand (1807-1841) (lyrics: H}kansson, music: Anderson) Death thrust this avalanche the gnostic tears have
I got a 24-lane highway going straight through my head A peace of mind like a brainstorm and thoughts that knock me dead I've got sympathy for the devil
Come down for a minute Touch the grass on the other side Meet the devil who is your host Strike down what you believe in Get it done with a fucking gun
What you believe Is the vanity you conceive What you love you don't pen To put in a cage is to put to an end Enamored of the passion Life-sucking lust
[lyrics: Hellid, music: Anderson/Cederlund] What u believe is the vanity u conceive What u love u don't pen to put in a cage is to put to an end Enamoured
Překlad: Pohřbili. Wolverine Blues.
