. Kleine Nachtmusik und Tranen, Mozart geht so tief ins Herz. Lass die Sehnsucht niemals sterben, es tut so weh, wenn du heut? gehst. Kleine Nachtmusik
Kleine Nachtmusik und Tranen, Mozart geht so tief ins Herz. Lass die Sehnsucht niemals sterben, es tut so weh, wenn du heut? gehst. Kleine Nachtmusik
: Too loud... Death defying mayhem volume Screaming through the stacks Stop and stare at the demons lair Burning so fast You won't last Crazed in sweat
: Midnight Six sixty six Torment Beastial sex Mother Screaming in pain Father Rules hell's domain I don't want to be born I don't want it Leave me
: By the shores of the ageing sea Fools scream out destiny They speak of vengeance and your gods Into the fire - out of the flame The beast awakes -
: In the name of Satan We'll acheive our goal With the blessings of Hades We'll outlive our role Through the power of Hellfire We will gather our strength
: [instrumental]
: Watch out - There's a cry from Atlantis Takes the wind by surprise Voices so demanding Thunder swarms the skies To the north of horizon Over mountains
: Black is the night, metal we fight Power amps set to explode Energy screams, magic and dreams Satan records the first note We chime the hell, chaos
: Children gather round him Mystery surrounds him What terrible secret does he hide An ordinary man Doing what he can But what goes on inside his mind
: Venus sheds her skin of gold Sacrafice her life Washes out the demon sleep That hides between her eyes Walking, watching, wandering out Of soul she
: I preach the ways of Satan Answer to his calls I translate manuscripts On ancient Latin scrolls In my shrine, my avernus I see the gates of Hell Guarded
: In a dream or a nightmare When love gives way to hate The quest begins For the keys to the seven gates Ride the wings of a locust See the wizard cast
: Come hear the moon is calling The witching hour draws near Come hear the bell is tolling Mortals run in fear Prepare the altar now and hear the virgin
: At night the corpses rise And leave a srench of rotten life Eagerly the stagger forth To find a friend to gripe Copulating in the grounds Of their
: I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep As friend gather round and mourners they weep My mind thinks of all the things I have done My body is cold but
