- Burn In Hell My Love
Paintings on the wall but the racer's so narrow
Making my mistakes on unnatural terror
Tell me what's the reason for the boy that I see and it's me
Will he get away and then the river he flows it is me
Tired of being lonely on the road no one answer
"Nevermore" I say to you and the rest of you assholes
Hey and by the way I won't betray on my vows made in pain
They're hidden all by way and you can't trace or deface it again
- S.D.R
SDR - They call it "fairytale"
SDR - They call it "fairytale"
This is written, in pure lunacy
Our reality, is your fantasy
Your world is beneath, our dignity
And yes we are, much higher than you
Let me show you, the strenght of the weak
We're from the outside, looking in
- A Serenade To Oblivion
Bleeds the sharpest straw my name's forbidden ground
Kiss spits hatred a mouth's getting jaded
My eyes are so tortured I just wanna go blind
Call me as loud as you can when my pyre's burning vain
Fly the horses ride away
If I get to leave here
Sweep away my wingsteps
So I can never come back
- City In The Sea
Stand your goddamn flag, on my lair, it's just another rag
I don't care
A billion stand in line, for them, the heroes of Hollywood
On reign
Pathetic art of war, with blood, stains the poetry
And throw mud
Drops of children's blood, that write, battles for the truth
for you!
- Funeral Pyre
All the things that you didn't do for me
It will be the darkness of your daylight
Revenge will be my last meal
And then you will tell me why
Like my never-tasting vengeance
You're my angel my non-working miracle
My crimson light's gonna burn your eyes
I'll leave traces on all of your roads
- Jingle Hell
Crawling through the snow
In a none-horse open sleigh
Through the barren lands we go
Crying all the way
Bells on wedding rings
Making spirits rise
How sad it is to sing
A goodbye song tonight
- Too Bad To Be A Nightmare
Speaking thru the light
Zero's on the right
Worms are out of white
And the axes alright
Who just wasn't hammering in the dead of the night
Tell me why the worldly sickle's cutting wild
Inverted weather-vane
Is pointing down my name