-Portrait of a Killer:
I, who walk disguised among,
i, who have watched death a thousand times
i, who perform the murderous art,
king of kings, lord of pain
The tempter of eternal life,
the beholder of the evil eye
Prince of death,
the true servant of the dying kind
I, an angel of death
From the dark abyss
rejected from heaven
condemned to a realm
more evil than ever imagined
a realm of pain and suffering
never known to living man
you will bleed forever again
i, who lurk in the darkest shadows
i leave no life behind
I, who dwell in your deepest fear
write this in human blood
my last words to mankind
follow my way
crush the living hypocrite
and those who speak of death
with pleasure and no desire
Let us gather to create what once were
what could have been
for this is the task and quest
to those who succeed
the gates will open to the realm of death
and we will welcome you as a brother
together we will rule the throne of death
to those who fail
we will reach out from the darkest of hell
and with viscious intent rip your soul apart...
-Souls of Damnation:
Denying life, life is lost
words of wisdom, lead us not
Of Darkness we are, from nothingness we became
Strangle the flame of light, suffocation of Life
Watch us how we fade
We wander alone, from here to oblivion
Embraced by shadows, lead by the enchanter
Enter our tomb to be, why wasnt we told?
a preachers illusion, a dead man`s word
Blinded vision, future divided, masses in ave
salvation for the accused
"Come to me my children, let me lead you to forgiveness"
Leading his disciples to a certain death
they enter cave so cold
Close the gate and enter the world beyond
Light will never be seen again
Trapped inside now, words will not feed
Children cry, elders die
Empty eyes, seduced minds
you will never be free again
Life fading away, blood drained from veins
feeding from the deceased
unborn life will never be
torn out, mothers weep
the prophetess proclaims
yet another worthless pray
Times passes slow, dying illusions
A prophetess alone, all disciples gone
No more souls to reap
harvester achieved
Once again darkness will feed...
-Path of Flesh:
I stalk my prey at night
I have the look of death in my eye
I follow your every move
Waiting for you with my killing tools
Let me taste your bittersweet flesh
Let me show you what life brings next
Teeth sinks into flesh, closing in on death
Taste the blood of the dead
I lay you down on the ground
I strip you to the core, blood will soon spit from every pore
I watch in ecstasy, my victims caressed by fear
Naked skin, begs me to commit another sin
I take another walk down the path of Flesh
Looking for a fresh kill
Skinned alive
Body limbs rearranged
soul cleansed by victims weep
I will die in hell
words of wisdom, lead us not
Of Darkness we are, from nothingness we became
Strangle the flame of light, suffocation of Life
Watch us how we fade
We wander alone, from here to oblivion
Embraced by shadows, lead by the enchanter
Enter our tomb to be, why wasnt we told?
a preachers illusion, a dead man`s word
Blinded vision, future divided, masses in ave
salvation for the accused
"Come to me my children, let me lead you to forgiveness"
Leading his disciples to a certain death
they enter cave so cold
Close the gate and enter the world beyond
Light will never be seen again
Trapped inside now, words will not feed
Children cry, elders die
Empty eyes, seduced minds
you will never be free again
Life fading away, blood drained from veins
feeding from the deceased
unborn life will never be
torn out, mothers weep
the prophetess proclaims
yet another worthless pray
Times passes slow, dying illusions
A prophetess alone, all disciples gone
No more souls to reap
harvester achieved
Once again darkness will feed...
-Path of Flesh:
I stalk my prey at night
I have the look of death in my eye
I follow your every move
Waiting for you with my killing tools
Let me taste your bittersweet flesh
Let me show you what life brings next
Teeth sinks into flesh, closing in on death
Taste the blood of the dead
I lay you down on the ground
I strip you to the core, blood will soon spit from every pore
I watch in ecstasy, my victims caressed by fear
Naked skin, begs me to commit another sin
I take another walk down the path of Flesh
Looking for a fresh kill
Skinned alive
Body limbs rearranged
soul cleansed by victims weep
I will die in hell