Favorite Lyrics

How many men have been killed �cause of religion?
For example Iran and Irak, this war is going on
For more than a decade.

It is more than ridiculous how these brothers
Kill themselves for the geed of might
That their leaders covered real clever
With the name of a god

Religious
This is sinister thinking
 
"I got hell, can't you see
I got hell, written all over me

[1.]
Riding with the living dead I'm riding high I'm riding free, yeah
The thoughts that fill up my head are wicked and obscene
So if you're riding with me, your riding damned, free from the grace of god
Demoneyes yeah deamonlife, see with my eyes and keep yours shut

[2.]
We all have beasts that dwell within, and I have set mine free
I've let loose my devil spree, to fill the emptiness in me
I've sold my soul to a carnal ghoul, the devil? I've shaked his hand
I sold my soul and then time takes its toll, forever I stay damned

[REPEAT C.]

[3.]
Burning as I feel the flames getting higher, will I become a victim of my own desires
Still I'm more then satisfied, with my life, yeah the life of the wild side
As you carry on your pathetic existence, I'll be my own god and master
And I'll keep on spitting on your beliefs, and I'll keep laughing at your chosen one

[REPEAT C. x3]

[4.]
Riding with the living dead I'm riding high I'm riding free, yeah
The thoughts that fill up my head are wicked and obscene
I've sold my soul to a carnal ghoul, the devil? I've shaked his hand
I sold my soul to rock'n'roll, forever I stay damned

[REPEAT C.]"
 
She plants her seed in my head
Opium narcosis, hypnotic dread
I feel her death growing in me
Its like a cancer yet I crave the disease

Mesmeried by her strange power
Beauty and death in union
She blossoms in the 13th hour
Skullflower

Hollow skull, emotionless grin
Arcane tunnels sucking me in
Black vortex in her eyes
Reminds me of a love that died

Lady death evolves from a flower
Growing upon my own tomb
Into her ground I'm sinking lower
Skullflower
 
Ardent starshine upon my face,
the monumental nightsky reveal its torches.
Unaltered for aeons, yet zestful they're flaming
like ornamental diamonds

In my telescopes focus, a striding light
conjure me fixedly.
Oh, what a colourful drama,
what a theatrical performance

These myriads of stars
enchants me with their oddity
At cosmos entrance hall,
where time and space units in a charade
Under crimson flares I watch
the tempest of the universe
In dark artistry,
I lionize the splendorous glare

An unearthly voice of euphony
express itself in an ancient tongue
Its elocution is based on silence,
so it pulsates through the five senses
It's like a poem of wisdom and wizardry
navigating through the world
A legacy from nebulas,
an endless mystic conversation

Now clouds gather at a distant skyline
to cover the firmament
Rays are fading in a metamorphosis
of the blazing weave above

26 years have past since it first
called my name.
And when I'm dead, this piece of
jewellery will still remain
 
"I've got a 24-lane highway
going straight thru my head
a peace of mind like a brainstorm
and thoughts that knocks me dead
I've got sympathy for the devil
and demon is in my vein
I'm organized chaos
but don't call me stupid I'm insane

At my worst I'm at my best
wide awake but let sanity rest
I'm full of hell
all kinds of hell

I've got a heart like a graveyard
they're dying to get in
I'm from alot of different places
and I'm full of hell and sin
I'm offended by human nature
was told the truth by someone who lied
there are times when not being human
would be a source of inner pride

In my heart and deep within
I've got it's fire under my skin"
 
My ears are deaf to the weakened cries
Born my rapture in the final sighs
A state of mind for the killing kind
A fog of death leaving me blind
Tearing flesh inverting the trinity
Bastard child of god
Delusion inside my lust
Death delirium

Forcing you into death's affinity
Drowning in your blood
Ornated blade of rust
Death delirium
 
"Rise - my armies - with power - from Hell - we march...

When all their power's gone and nothing's left but shame
We are the evil ones, a pestilence they say
We tear their souls apart by just being what we are
...And to forever be the ones to blame

There's nothing here for us in their world of love and trust
We vomit in their eyes and face them with disgust
We are the tyrants of the darkness as they say
...And we will never obey

So rise - my armies - with power - from Hell - we march...

We leave your god behind, he's shaking with fright
See the hatred in our eyes shining so bright
Possessed by Hell itself we stand up to charge
...And rise from the flames

This is the time for vengeance, now their end is near
We strike with hateful power, we have no fear
We are the immortals of a never ending race
...And we shall fight 'til the end

Now the time has come
For all the fools to pray
Come on, face the slayer
Now's your time to pay

So rise - immortals - with power - and might - we slay..."
 
A classic everyone knows but always legitimate to mention it


Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming,
It's not easy to stop from screaming,
But words escape me when I try to speak.
Tears flow but why am I crying?
After all I'm not afraid of dying.
Don't I believe that there never is an end?

As the guards march me out to the courtyard,
Somebody cries from a cell "God be with you".
If there's a God then why does he let me go?

As I walk my life drifts before me.
Though the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.

Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
Don't worry now that I have gone.
I've gone beyond to see the truth.

When you know that your time is close at hand,
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down here is just a strange illusion.
 
Just listened to Die Healing,a brilliant album but a rotten and unhappy one as well.No other album I know of really has the genuine atmosphere of filth that can come from drugs and the shit.Its a fucking awesome album but I always feel a bit sorry for them when I hear it and knowing a bit about the history of the band.
Saint Vitus 'Just Another Notch'

Hey you, remember me?
I'm your long lost friend
you thought you got rid of me
now I'm back in style again
tell yourself that
you don't know me
you don't know my name
call me black tar
call me white horse
it's all the same

You're going down to the devil's bar
to meet the man
you give him everything you've got
to feel me again
heat me up now
pull it tighter
the spoon is your throne
release the tension
feel my rush
welcome home

"Aah, you're lucky now, dont ya?
now you realize, why I'm your very best friend
damn it feels smooth, doesn't it?
this thing have you right back in you, yeah
oh no no no no no, hold on, hold on
wait a minute man, just wait a minute
It's same as last time, trust me
Someone like you can never ever need too much (hate/pain???)
trust me, trust me, trust me"

Trust me!
Trust me!

Hey you! Remember me?
I'm your hungry friend
you think you've fed me enough?
you better think again
and now this time
what you're feeling
is a little too much
they'll find you cold in
your own backyard
you're just another notch
Another notch
 
Under a frozen sun, pain's obscure ballet
A litany sighs endlessly

Dawn rakes earth, cold ether's frozen teeth
Comb virginal plains in new scars,
An angel has plummered from a throne high and mighty
An absent god in her dead face

Crystallized mother of life descends, brittle,
Shrouding her immortal corpse
Engulfed by icy breath of void
She goes where all will end

Under a frozen sun, pain's obscure ballet
A litany sighs endlessly

Can't you see me
Can't you feel me
You know I am here
Why don't you hear me

I'll wait here
Forever
Until you find me
Motionless, frozen in time

- Thulcandra
"Under a Frozen Sun"
 
This lake; these lands I stand upon,
Have and age - an epoch that can't be known.

They bear ancient names;
The only remnants of those here before.

I like to think that the ravens who come,
Bear their wayward souls back to this land they called home.
But likely these are only ravens,
And nothing more.

I like to think that every raindrop that falls here,
Are their tears returning home - that they may weep no more.

But likely they are only raindrops,
And nothing more.

I like to think after I yield forth my last breath,
That my spirit will join those ancient ones,
In song to our beloved mountains.
But likely that day,
We shall all be dust,
And nothing more.
 
First I paid my respects to Glenn Gould
And then I visited the grave of Alexander Muir
Next to Eaton's tomb, I hung my head and cried
Looking for Joseph Mulgrew, I gave up and died

When I was buried...

The birds sang for the flowers in bloom, spring had just begun
Recently fitted for a suit, now lying in a box
By summer, I was gone, my remains stolen from the ground
My body never recovered and I was never found
... Until now