Aydra
EP • 1996
This track is instrumental.
I walk through the hall, my child dream's door Opened and dark again, I run and talk for not to die Pass the point, forget that awful place Run again, waiting for you behind Old place, born form your fantasies Full of dark and beast from your mind You're in again you can't Awake yourself Blind in the middle of Whirl of beasts I fear no more with them I fly and fight I fear no more hero I can be
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
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Come to me demons Crawl from the shadows Feel my light penetrate Your soulless bodies Your numbers double We'll do our master's work Carnival, destroyed Enjoy the slaughter feast Carnage Stench of blood comes from you That condemns you to death Speak no more death at my hand Taste my gun my hellfire Nowhere to run You little boy No one to save You from hell fangs Your flesh tasty Is ours No escape You little boy Stench of blood comes from you That condemns you to death Speak no more death at my hand Taste my gun my hellfire
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Your killing fury I will end now You have to suffer The pain you made You have to feel My penance stare You have to feel Your victims' pain Under my penance stare Justice by my hands Under my penance stare Vengeance will be ours You want to spill Innocent blood This can't be allowed You must feel the pain You'll fell your soul Your body and your brain Tearing apart By my penance stare You feel, teared apart
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
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