Label: No Colours Records - NC 081 • Format: CD Album, Promo • Country: Germany • Genre: Rock • Style: Black Metal
Translate Email Print. Love is Always Over With Ejaculation 2. Be Dead or Satanic 3. Satan Industries 4. Thinking Below the Be Dead Or Satanic - Nargaroth - Prosatanica Shooting Angels 5. Black and Blasphemic Death Metal 6. A Tear in the Face of Satan 7. The Dark Side of the Moon 8. Hunting Season 9. I Bring My Harvest Home. Be the lethal Rebel - be your only God - and the Law - do what you want - may be the only Creed. So be dead or Satanic - set your Life in Panic - if you believe in social Crap - you are already dead.
It seems not to be in Love with Satan. To free your Soul from social and moral Limitations. A chained Be Dead Or Satanic - Nargaroth - Prosatanica Shooting Angels will kill you someday! Be dead or Satanic may be the Way! Nothing left to say! Black Blasphemic Death Metal tears apart the Chains. Black Blasphemic Death Metal the wolf that sleeps within us. Demons whispers dark Desires, deep inside my Soul.
The Whisper calls to me to kill the, Faces outside me. Crying Shadows still infesting, me in silent Nights. Takes away my mortal Spirit, I hide inside my Art. Sure he got his own domain, he set a Throne in Hell. But Hell is far away from Heaven, so far away from Love of God. The Memory starts to wither, that he once got Laila Tiaba - Andrea Balency - Mizraim. Now Hate he spread above his Throne, but deep inside his Heart he feels alone.
And sometimes in the pale Light of the Night, you might see a Tear in the face of Satan. Who will wipe away the Tear in the Face of Satan? Hate and Destruction, may be his Shield to hide, the Pain he kept so deep inside, the Sadness he cries out at Night. On the broken Sword before him, dries the Tears he sheet in Aeons. Behind all this inhumanity, he is human as we are!
Hunting Season Hunting Season. Irrational Reason. Spill the Blood, of Child of God. Dressed in white Camouflage I entered the white Forrest of Eden. The Beauty denies genocide acts, and hidden underneath white Leaf I wait for the Shoot. The Target in my T'scope. With erected Cock. Calculate the Distance. The Trigger licks my Skin. The Sound of Death, tear up the Silence.
A Full Metal Jacket, rapes the holy Flesh. I see the Victim fall, with me comes the Death. But my T'scope's yet fixed, on another Match.
Black Clouds on Horizon. I walk through Blood and Stone, and bring my Harvest Home. Wherever I may roam, I bring my Harvest Home. But what will my Harvest be? How bitter the Seed may be. I hold on. I take the Stones and bring my Harvest home. And my Foots are bleeding.
I won't lament 'cause I'll get what I once sown. How bitter the Independance Day - Dir Yassin - Discography will be in my Mouth, I walk upright and bring my Harvest home. Thanks to tyrant, lordryu for sending these lyrics. All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only. Please read the disclaimer.
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