Cromlech
Into the abyss I fall and Dark is the Reich of the dead
A portal to reach to the side where bodies fall from the sky
Solitude And Peace Of Mind Entombed In Cromlech
Flee over the River Styx and join the dead with joy
An ocean of Blasphemy Heathenish realm and Do What Thou Wilt as decoy
My Prophecy is true We'll All Make It Through
Pure Demoniac Blessing
The dragon rises before me I'll fornicate the beast
Come to me possess me as I burn into your painted realms
Come raging chaos rule power from your soul
Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe
As souls coloured the face of the moon shall suffer the eclipse
You must know that I can no longer see the difference of dream and reality
For the walls have been sieged and banished by our Dark Satanic Blasphemy
Fuck Off And Die
If you think my castle is built on sand
Well bring on the tides you can fuck off and die
If you think my patience is ocean vast
Or river deep you can fuck off and die
If you think my pain is well preserved
Then go ahead and try you can fuck off and die
Splitkein Fever
Far away from you disgusting subhuman fuck
You think you rule the world up my ass, tough luck!
I have my world here you think you are right
But you can't touch me here the forest is cold and white
Maximum distance to your idiocy while you read and study a book
You are in many and crazy like flies to a pile of shit
I have my world here you think you are right
You can't fool me now my world is cold and white
Inbred Vermin
Weak minded inbred vermin call for the pesticide
Time will smoke out the rats breed like swarms getting weaker by the minute
People rotted on mountains running around with no clue
Freezing they're ice cold killed by their own plague
They will rot in the winds of the uttercold
We deny your rights to live
Vermin, filth, blood in streams running for the edge of extension
People rotted on mountains running around with no clue
Frigid they're ice cold weak minded inbred vermin
I Am The Working Class
21 years of minimum wage got no problems with manual labour
You stepped up in the 90s, wanna show me how well, I don't need no fucking favour
I am the working class all day so I don't have to see your face
I am the working class discipline the daybreak is when I begin
I am the working class each day I bust my bones to get paid
I am the working class damn straight the daily grind is my fate
Through seven seas of alcohol and a jail of dank depression
Well, I turned my back and where are you now and I've bucked up for that recession
I am the working class all day so I don't have to see your face
I am the working class discipline the daybreak is when I begin
I am the working class each day I bust my bones to get paid
I am the working class damn straight the daily grind is my fate
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