OBSOLETE THEORY LYRICS

1. The Dance

[Lyrics by Daevil Wolfblood]

Chaos and creation
So far away
But the Fool's still the Fool
While Its sleep goes on

Eternal flutes
Ever play the dance
But Its priest in the shade
craves for Its return

"I'm here
your seer!"

Never ever It will raise again
Never, nevermore!
Never ever It will raise again
Never ever It will be!
Enchain Its will
In the web of trans
Don't stop the song
And we'll never fall
Never ever It will raise again
Never ever again

The shapeless god
Name without a face
Senseless fate of men
They not even know

In ethereal dimensions
Let the dance go on
But the priest in the dark
Craves for Its return

"I bring insanity!"

2. Obsexed

[Lyrics by Daevil Wolfblood]

She doesn't know
I hear the echo of her single step
She doesn't know
Like her shade, she can't free from me
I can't wait anymore
My tongue is craving for her wet pale skin
I can't stop my lust
She's always naked to my eyes

She doesn't know
Breathless she will scream my name
She doesn't know
...her worn-out body in my bed
I can't wait anymore
My teeth will taste her morbid curves
I can't stop my lust
I will desecrate her flesh

She runs wild
Princess of my dirtiest dreams
She soars in the storm
Queen of ecstasy
Priestess of my perverse thoughts
Hardcore fantasy

Now the winds are calling her name
She doesn't know
She's trembling for my breath on her
I can't wait anymore
It's my voice to lead all her nightmares
I can't stop my lust
Disrespectful I'll move into her

She doesn't know
Her restless nights are made of my curse
She doesn't know
I am the disease and cure beside
I can't wait anymore
To smell her fear and desire united
I can't stop my lust
The malediction of her beauty flows

She'll be mine
Princess of my dirtiest dreams
She will be mine
Queen of ecstasy
Priestess of my perverse thoughts
Hardcore fantasy

Awake...
Walk the darkest path
Come panting in my arms
Let rashness blind your mind
Rubbing stronger yourself on me
Free the animal you are

Excite to the beat of pain
Get warm for the glance of your master
Long for the slavery of violence

You're gonna know
The deepest flavour of perdition
You're gonna know
You will never want to return
Can't wait anymore
So greedily thirsty for the shameful gifts
Can't stop your lust
Now you are the witch they would have to burn

You are mine
Princess of my dirtiest dreams
You dance in the storm
Queen of ecstasy
Victim of my perverse will
Rough sex fantasy

3. 3

[Lyrics by Daevil Wolfblood]

Wasting brain and blood
Longing in madness for echoes
The sight runs wild with a knife
The way of the blinds

Drops of rain are singing
A melody no one may catch
A whisper makes walls tremble
If nobody dares to break it

No! My eyes!
It's so shining!
It tortures the quiet of the dark
Why there isn't a way to dispel it?

Wasting brain and blood
Longing in madness for echoes
The sight runs wild with a knife
In the scream of the End

No shade and no reflection
Can you still remember your name at least?
My fear for light and mirrors
You don't want they find you

Leave!
No more I will fall
As I'll never walk
Standing and waiting
For nothing to come

Leave me!
I will never fall
As I'll never walk
Standing and waiting
For nothing to come

4. El Carnicero

[Lyrics by Daevil Wolfblood]

Don't mind when your end will come
It's me to have the answer
Dear, your time has come...
Respect the rules
You are the mortal asshole
And I'm the kiss of Death

Here we are
Don't cry
There's non reason to be afraid
Just keep on praying
Close your eyes

Under the bored Fate's eyes
So many souls you met
Enjoying the wrong ones,
You played the game
But now your dice turned bad
And it's time for my move

Hello
I'm the hand of your God
He wants you beside Him
So... we'll obey

Our paths have crossed
My shining blade will show
The way to oblivion doors.
Don't fear the dark:
None ever came back
To say it's a dreadful place

Here we are,
Don't cry
There's no reason to be afraid
Just close your eyes,
Smile and die
I am just the hand of your God
He wants you beside Him
So... we'll obey







OBSOLETE THEORY LYRICS