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Kr430n5_666 Posted August 17, 2002 Share Posted August 17, 2002 Wartend auf einen schmerzlosen Tod - Die Flammen der Hölle sind nichts Verglichen mit diesem Leben, Voll von wundenleckendem Licht, Umgeben von Grausamkeiten names Menschen - Keinen Tropfen Blut wert. Meine Seele entschwand dieser Welt Vor langer Zeit, Aber der immerwährende Haß band meinen Körper An diese Dimension. Ich wandere rastlos und leer, Auf der Suche nach Erlösung und Harmonie, Wissend, daß diese Suche sinnlos ist, endlos. Jemand hatte die Macht - Und raubte mir die letzte Hoffnung, Den Mut diesen Schmerz zu beenden, mein Leben. Mein Wunsch könnte erfüllt werden - Hinwegschwinden, sanft und sicher, Auf Winterflügeln in die letzte Und ewige Dunkelheit, In der Eiswinde durch mein Haar streifen. Waiting for a painless death - The flames of hell are nothing Compared to this life, Full of woundlicking light, Surrounded by atrocities called humans - Not worth a drop of blood. My soul left this world A long time ago, But the everlasting hate bound my body to this dimension. I wander restless and empty, Seeking deliverance and harmony, Knowing that this search has no use, endless. Someone had the power - And robbed the last hope from me, The courage to end this misery, my life. My wish could be fulfilled - Fade away, softly and certain, On winterwings in the last And eternal darkness, In the icewind blow through my hair. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
E-DubleSkilZ Posted August 17, 2002 Share Posted August 17, 2002 Originally posted by Kr430n5_666 Wartend auf einen schmerzlosen Tod - Die Flammen der Hölle sind nichts Verglichen mit diesem Leben, Voll von wundenleckendem Licht, Umgeben von Grausamkeiten names Menschen - Keinen Tropfen Blut wert. Meine Seele entschwand dieser Welt Vor langer Zeit, Aber der immerwährende Haß band meinen Körper An diese Dimension. Ich wandere rastlos und leer, Auf der Suche nach Erlösung und Harmonie, Wissend, daß diese Suche sinnlos ist, endlos. Jemand hatte die Macht - Und raubte mir die letzte Hoffnung, Den Mut diesen Schmerz zu beenden, mein Leben. Mein Wunsch könnte erfüllt werden - Hinwegschwinden, sanft und sicher, Auf Winterflügeln in die letzte Und ewige Dunkelheit, In der Eiswinde durch mein Haar streifen. Waiting for a painless death - The flames of hell are nothing Compared to this life, Full of woundlicking light, Surrounded by atrocities called humans - Not worth a drop of blood. My soul left this world A long time ago, But the everlasting hate bound my body to this dimension. I wander restless and empty, Seeking deliverance and harmony, Knowing that this search has no use, endless. Someone had the power - And robbed the last hope from me, The courage to end this misery, my life. My wish could be fulfilled - Fade away, softly and certain, On winterwings in the last And eternal darkness, In the icewind blow through my hair. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH SMUT PEDDLERS????? DORK!!!! easternconferencerecords.com cagekenylz.com u slimebuckets Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kr430n5_666 Posted August 17, 2002 Share Posted August 17, 2002 Buried beneath forgotten cryptic stones Enshrined in silence, embraced by darkness Belonging to the hidden ancient race Am I still dead but dreaming Awaiting my time of resurrection Reminisce of a day long ago in past When I was blessed with the dark kiss The gift which immortalized me once Oh... I do remember the taste of hot blood Which was running upon my white face To moisten my dry lips With a burning kiss of mortality ...A burning kiss of mortality My eyes are blazing red in the night Leather wings adorn my huge back My fangs are sharp as frozen steel Prepared to caress thy beloved neck I rise from the tombworld, folding out my wings Flying up high through the nocturnal sky Looking for cretures who are worthy To get the dark kiss And to satisfy my hunger for blood During this night I do feel again the taste of hot blood My fangs are mutilating thy sweet flesh It's the painful bite of the dark kiss Vampires kiss... Blut ist Leben ... The blood is the life Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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