should be happy to be alive You should be glad You should be happy My blood runs through your veins Another stormy night up in Memphis A band of black
you I dream pitch black, sleep of misery A ghost across the mist, she come to set me free An angel in my world, now she has to bleed A river of blood
Victims of mad frustration Burning glow of obscene fire Like electric funeral pyre Buildings crashing down To Earth's cracking ground Rivers turn to wood Eyes melt into blood
Acheron In this river I die with my wisdom My minds die, Acheron give my wisdom Fire impaling the sky, angels die like rats Demons wake up, and the black
and watch them die Before their eyes The crusher hammer of oppression fails Justified genocide Dark angel of death descend Warm rivers of blood will flow Black
your lights 'Cause I'm not comin' home 'Til I'm delivered for the first time I was first-born to a parade That follows in rows Down a narrow cold black river
your lights 'Cause I'm not comin' home 'Til I'm delivered for the first time I was first-born to a parade that follows in rows down a narrow cold black river
Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won Skin like milk, an angels face Thay say her smile could kill Her hair the blackest of all black Stories I thought
the) rivers of oblivion, forgotten by the time Is this insanity? Slave of the suffering... I am the fallen angel And my wings are dead Blood flowers
declares its place By spewing it's magma like blood from its veins and covering the island In a black, poisonous haze This was the first spot where the angel
from below. Strength of the four rivers, I will lead the horde. Join me and become one with the new lore. ...and as I entered the throne, the black flames
seen your face in the blaze, comeforth my beloved evil one... Take this black ribbon off my eyes, I want to see from where the sweet blood comes, I
whole Unforgiven Forest down We cut the head off the Demon and (Angels come take me away) And it burned the whole (Angels come take me away) We cut the head off the Demon and (Angels
the order good terms I never quite understood two opponents with so much in common the choice is yours, angel or demon Holy or unholy, written in black
keep a secret If two of them's dead Blood on their hands Cuts family bands Not enough life without Been given the chance Are we meant to be angels
pain Or the razor's edge in between Thou art my seventh heaven burning Going down as with the sun Within like a river fluids moves a torrent Bound to
and in their place The dawn of time and fates to face, through all eternity I wept for him a deep red river that ran like blood through scarred ravines
