MELANKOLY LYRICS

1. Through Sickness

Sickness that will never heal
Sickness that all do fear
Sickness that haunts forever
Sickness that will surely kill
Through sickness, fragrant rose
All the ones you hold close
Through sickness, lust, passion
Through sickness all is lost

Pen that writes, the pen that bleeds
Most atrocious crimson seas, upon much darker memories

Your death was pointless, blood is advertised
Bread sold to the homeless
Purity raped from what’s divine
Sickness like possession deep in the crossings of your soul
There is no savior
When it comes to invert your purest thoughts
Recall all their convictions, fire to the crafts
Myth is all that’s sacred
Letters from an illusional past
Pen that writes, the pen that bleeds
Most atrocious crimson seas upon much darker memories

2. Kings Of My Army

Ever since the creation of masters
You’re controlled by mortal leaders
Follow adapt under my guidance
You’ll see the dark aspects of yourself

Methods refined over centuries
Turning you to kings of my army
Go and practice all given tasks
Those who survive and the free will pass

I am a king imbued by my glory
I seek, I know, thus understand
I’ll die before submitting to anyone
This is the pride of kings.

3. Confessions

Years past but still grief
Shows no certain end
Crippled in the corner
Faith he could not stand

Abandoned by his heart
His Soul past with the dead
Sanity fades
Behind the tears he shed

Soulless being, decade mind
Faint shadows of his virtue
Nightmares thus, rabid, lust
What has it all come down to?
Some nights he killed in silence
Some nights he made them shout
Now that he feels no more
How dark will this night turn out?

Made them scream
In the most sadistic theme
No pity in his heart
Confessions of a mad man
Came from behind
Non hesitant right
No mercy in his heart
Confessions of a mad man

Soulless being, decade mind
Faint shadows of his virtue
Nightmares thus, rabid, lust
What has it all come down to?
Some nights he killed in silence
Some nights he made them shout
Now that he feels no more
How dark will this night turn out?

Pointlessly kneeling
In a two sided wooden box
A being with twisted thoughts
Against a more sinful preacher

4. Unleashed

Treachery lies in light, and I lay in between
Radiant walls and ambers I once worn through the meadows and the crimes that I had scene
Roped and chained tight assuring my fate
Drugs for my rage yet nothing for my thoughts
Still, I deny my faith
Wanting to be free again

Your tears your cries your pitiful demise
Is for the comfort of my soul
The slaughter the crime, the stench of this night
Is for the comfort of my own

Through the halls of a decade life
The rooms are filled with anger
Driven by the hellish fire
To roam free at night
Unleashed upon the world
With sharpened blades for slaughter
He will take your soul
The mortal reaper
Never to be unleashed

Only free in his dreams
He’s paralyzed he cannot speak
His passion still burns so strong
Hands tied all alone
Prosecuted as a beast
The verdict ruled his faith is sealed
Several counts first degree
He’ll be hung tomorrow on the street

5. Solitude In Torture

Follow no higher power
Beware of their disguise
Believe in no promise freedom
Nor their myths nor their lies
Mere slaves of their own ways
I am not what you are
The solitude in torture
Beware of all their lies

Thrown in a cage
All those who disobey
Crazy is they refuse
Insane if they rebel
Living like soulless aimless sheep
All by the rules of a book
Open your eyes embrace the obvious
Free yourself, fear no conscience
Fear no conscience

6. Path To Insanity

Darker clouds approach
A wretched sky
A helpless soul
(It’s when destiny unfurls)
The path to insanity
Seeking the forbidden
For my desires

I rode the waves of destiny
I mastered the secrets of faith
I tell you with the truest heart
Its only promise is death
All dying, all waiting
Hopeless ways to survive
Pathetic, degrading
Through their fear I rise
Sharpen the blades
Clean the blood drenched guillotine
Polish my axe, insanity taking over me

Blow away the dust
Of the scroll of prophecies
It’s so clear and simple
Uncover the celestial lie

7. Black Bile

Realize what is true to your soul lapsing in unending gloom
Voices urge these thoughts so soon
Still conscious forbidding you
Visions lead, an uneven beat
Deep stained shroud at wrist
Forcing visions true
Still conscious forbidding you

Timely pleasures nightly comfort
Black bile present in excess
Timely waves of nightly poison
Fade away in your nonsense
Drop the knife, Timely pleasures nightly comfort
Drift away, Feel the breeze in total silence

8. And Death

MELANKOLY LYRICS