it had lain hidden for countless centuries, its true power and purpose known only to the dour shamans who tended to the elder place of worship. It is
just burned my eyes I worship your gilded sky Where the clouds in grief are crying Blood and the rain on my hands On my blind eyes Lakes sacrifice their silent
I work the graveyard shift, cadavers lay silently in wait My utensils are ready to perform degrading autopsies Through the sinews of dead flesh And within
dies, all around is laid waste. And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the power of death. When I was living this lie-fear was my game People would worship
exposed to retaliate With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I wish you well Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin Worshiped by anyone
I must faint and die; My body to the dust return And there fergotten lie. Let persecution rage around And Antichrist appear; My silent dust beneath the
... and after years in dark tunnels he came to silence there was nothing... he realised that the cheering cries of worship were but echoes of his harsh
Hark. For I speak of purity. I am unconquerable. In my worship. I am invincible on my crusade. However hard the strikes may be. However deep the wounds
?t even feel You If You chose to be silent I?ll be silent too I will worship in the waiting, quiet before You Until Your voice like manna from the sky falls I will worship
I'd reach for a star Worshiping you from afar, living with my silent love I'm like a flame dying out in the rain Only the ashes remain, smoldering like my silent
Hate inside, forever be as I want you to be, My raging sword bringing all the saints to grief, The shround of pain, great wonder, mindlessly worshiped
horns makes war with the lamb, Blood is your prize, On war you ever feed, You shall magnify yourself above every god, All that dwell upon the earth shall worship
[Altus/Sanguinetti/White] Echoed voices silently Whisper to me in my sleep Though the words, they are not clear They say the things I want to hear
I hope (I hope) She lights that candle I hope (I hope) She shows me everything And all that light can bring Her skin (Her skin) It begs my worship Like
leave their sin Where they worship him They see more than what he is In his cage they are his slaves Empty and silent... barren his kingdom He will
Through this silent night I've been watching the sky. I've been following the brightest star with my eyes... Saviour is born... Rejoice! I thought this
Silently we have been observing you Watching closely your every move Taking notes of your sickening motives Gaining information of your forces Preparing
roses But her heart is made of bubble gum Graveyard girl Graveyard girl Dark rags and red stars She's the dirty witch of her high school She worships