Listopad

 

March of the Dead

"Darkness devours the sky as we near the last hour. We wait as they rise, for the march of the dead, dead, dead, dead, dead . . ."

Bite Your Teeth

Bite your own teeth

Bite your own teeth

Don’t cry just bite your own

Bite your own teeth

Bite your own teeth

Don’t cry just bite your own

Don’t cry

Keep on trying

Don’t cry

Keep on trying to bite

Don’t cry

Keep on trying

Don’y cry

Keep on

trying to

Bite

Bite your own teeth, bite your own teeth

Don’t ever ever cry just bite your own

Bite your own teeth, bite your own teeth

Don’t ever ever cry just bite your own

Bite your own teeth

Bite your own teeth

Don’t cry just bite your own

Bite your own teeth

Bite your own teeth

Don’t cry just bite your own

Don’t cry

Keep on trying

Don’t cry

Keep on trying to bite

Don’t cry

Keep on trying

Don’y cry

Keep on

trying to

Bite

Creeps are creeping

Teeth are sinking

Into my teeth

Go! - No!

Październik

 

Feeding the Void

Everytime I Die

The faint blaze of the candle of my life,

slowly dying like a fire in a pouring rain.

No sparks of hope inside,

no shooting stars on my sky.

On broken wings, no flying high.

Another night, another demise.

Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice.

I`ll let the wind blow out the light,

cuz it gets more painfull every time I die!

Out of strength to fight,

I cannot take another night.

I cannot take it no more.

Lust of light slips through my fingers,

like blood on my arms.

Black candle wax has buried me...

Another night, another demise...

Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice

I'll let the wind blow out the light,

cuz it gets more painful every time I die!

Ease