Vader Lyrics

Vader Lyrics

"Decapitated Saints Lyrics"

Who's She To You Lyrics
(Donny Kees/Frank Myers) Well I've been watchin' you And you've been watchin' her You looked like you saw a ghost The moment she walked in I knew there was someone else Be

Black rotting blood invades my ailing flesh,
Destroys and burns me down alive,
Ulcerated lips stinking of death,
Excommunicated creators of mine,
Blasphemous words and eyes that bleed,
In horrible never ending torments,
Waiting for hell my dead body looks ahead,
That will be soon the end.
Prepare you to die,
That comes unexpectedly,
Ask nobody "why?",
It'
Down The Nile Lyrics
Riders of the Nile race towards the light Swiftly moves the golden lion South's an eon watching, waiting to be whole Never will the roacher tire Winds of poisonous whispers brought t
s just an inevitable thing.
Still existing mind being in deadly fear,
Soon will be only heap of musty rot,
Tongue, heart and all my guts shall be digested by the necrophagic grubs.
No hope I must die and turn to ashen dust,
My soul will fly away to realms of dead,
Absurd resistance, I feel, Darkness takes my soul,
I'm only, after all, the slave of hell.
Raise from this grave,
I
As If It Matters Lyrics
Riding on my mind I feel that I'm sinking What am I saying Can't believe I'm even Feeling this way Is it better to ignore this Or carry on just As it was before Is
fear in your eyes?
You have to leave your flesh,
Still wait for you - decapitated saints.
I've died to live in everlasting world,
Where reigns death and holy law of hate,
Omnipotent lords feeding the groans,
Of turn souls imploring for mercy,
I'm, in the place, where sin is all around,
And blood flows from every clipped head,
A billion dirty souls decay in ones own blood,
Bring It On Down Lyrics
What was that sound ringing around your brain? Today was just a blur, you gotta head like a ghost train What was that sound ringing around your brain? You're here on your own who you gonna
Awaiting beneficial touch of force, that let 'em die!
I'm raising up above eternal mists,
Heavens lie at feet of mine,
Wandering the sky I see transformed Christ,
Whose head I'm holding in my hand.
Is it possible the heaven is the hell?
Perhaps it's my own terrible dream,
Clipped sacred heads seem to say to me,
"That's true, the sky has turned to fire!"