07 - Thyrane все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Inconsistent ideals tend to choke on their vanity
"God-given" laws to corrupt our sanity
Fuck your values, and fuck your salvation
I laugh at inri and cherish temptation

In the evershadowed corners of my soul
Dwells the esoteric strength of mine
For the glory of the Beast

That one September's morning, standing outside my home. Contemplating all my problems, cheating wife, lies and no money. I open the door to the kitchen, slowly stepping to the cupboards. I grab the first knife I see to turn around and see her there. Face to face nose to nose, so close I can feel her breathing, as I lunge the blade into her chest and out 53 times fast. Spilling her blood and crying, this is my last goodbye. Bloody footprints on the carpet trail me as I go upstairs.

Hi daddy where's mommy? -
Don't be afraid, baby.
Why daddy what have I done?
I am scared. I love you. - Shut up.

Feet make fireworks of the gravel as we walk to the building. My hand trembling holding hers, it was dark and inside the same. A man hands me a damp wad of money - no more than 200 dollars. Bound to a bed my daughter they began to have their way with her. I ran. I fled; from this feeling, ever hearing the words they spoke. Now this image stuck in my head, her attached to the bed they said: