you can speak the bigger eves are lies the silence burns you, you can close your eyes waiting to be over, to be over you can beat the bigot man the sucker
Překlad: Pigface. Beztíže (GUB Version).
Překlad: Pigface. Point Blank (GUB, skoro stejné na jiné Ver.
hear the distant, fallen angel deep within your dreams in your sleep they hear you calling for dark stories long forgotten within the folds of angel
Překlad: Zaniknout. Frustrace.
[In remembrance of H.P Lovecraft 1890-1937] Engaged in dreams. But the vision is more then it seems. Beyond this waste, lies warm gardens that shines
Before my altar, the phallus God never had our fallen angel, supposed dead? Mankind so pitiful, still on our knees in this world of angels, Satan's
Rex - Spiritus - Dominus. Through the garden of knives he travels, Graa the spirit Through the garden of bones he travels, Impamiiz the demon king Through
I'll go between as if to sever me to carve a bit of my personality Rejected, confused it divides it lingers on, a Satan's device In disgust a grinning
Rewind this cosmic sphere into its origin, Chaos. Demons where masters there and we shall be like them.. Like them - OVERWHELMING! Like them - INTELLIGENT
Violent whipping Hatefully ripping -SADO-GOD! Hurt yourself, ride the snake Sexually insane, go fuck yourself FUCK YOURSELF! Crash into the other
Fire demon, I call on you Earth demon, nocturnal god. Ineo templi, temple of flesh I submerge into your womb oh serpi demon I envy in a sphere of transparent
Blurry, he's eyes are failing him. Fury, he cannot move. Horror, as he know they are tricking him, trapping him, strapping him down. Sane? Blasphemy
As it unfolds we all be dead Like an empty thought in someone else's head Through the mud it's calling me Global death immediately Worlds collide, astral
