Vol. II
He is - The wizard of the lonely sea And no one loves him like I do Oh no And you are - not the chosen one to love me But no one loves me like you do Oh no He is - the master of Bermuda He keeps on dragging me down, deep down And you are - the plague that even fucking rats fear It keeps on dragging me down, deep down
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Verse: I see your future in a grave I loath your name and you game Your tombstone is already made There will be no flowers here : I have oxblood in my veins It’s pouring down your spine Passing ships in the night And we’re leaving love behind I have oxblood in my veins It’s pouring down your spine Passing ships in the night And we’re leaving love behind Verse: Tears to shed and blood to spill Black is the night in hence we came Red is the colour that we made There will be no flowers here Chorus: I have oxblood in my veins It’s pouring down your spine Passing ships in the night And we’re leaving love behind I have oxblood in my veins It’s pouring down your spine Passing ships in the night And we’re leaving love behind
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
I’m so afraid to lose you Because I abuse you I have to loosen the noose Or else my muse would snooze And in my cabin on my wall I want your skulls I’m so afraid to lose you Because I abuse you And in my cabin on my wall I want your skulls I’ve lost control, transmission is gone I’ve lost control, transmission is gone Come closer, closer, closer to me Come closer, closer, closer to me I’ve lost control, transmission is gone I’ve lost control, transmission is gone Come closer, closer, closer to me Come closer, closer, closer to me They said that love would tear us apart
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Fra mørket i djupet, med blodige neva Trekk du dæ opp langs et sleipt gammelt tau Vogna du sett i, ei iskald seng Sporan du følge, et rustent heim Bevegelsan dine, flegmatisk, mekanisk; gir opphav til tusen skrik Lyset der fremme, Ka har du i vente? Fra botten av gruva høres hissinga til slangan Langs sporan renn rotten som satellitt signala Øyan og øran sett i veggan Ka drømme du nu? Skal du la orman rende ut av kjeften på dæ, bære vent å se, de kommer til å flekke tenner Og lyset der fremme, ka trur du det gjer dæ; sollys eller snystorm? Ulvan tar til hest, kommer ridanes mot dæ i lyset der fremme Slepp bare taket, la senga rulle telbake til slangan, bli en av de, eller en del av de Translation from Google Translate : From the dark in the depths, with bloody neva Pull yourself up along a slippery old rope The car you've seen, an ice cold bed The trail you follow, a rusty world Your movement, phlegmatically, mechanically; gives rise to a thousand screams The light there, Ka, are you waiting? From the bottom of the mine, hissinga is heard to the hose Along the track, the rat goes as satellite signal Eyes and ears in the wall Ka do you dream now? Should you let the orman run out of the jaw on the dummy, keep waiting to see they are going to stain teeth And the light that advances, could you believe it? sunlight or snow storm? Ulvan takes a horse, riding a horse to the light in front of it Just drop the roof, let the bed roll the telbake to the hose, become one of them, or some of them
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Verse: Dial The Number Of Destruction Fire Rains Down On us Chorus: It’s too occult Witches with stitches for eyes It’s so occult Keep on creeping on Verse: Rise Hail The masters Of abduction Take Give Love Hate Chorus: It’s so occult Witches with stitches for eyes It’s so occult Keep on creeping on Chorus: It’s too occult Witches with stitches for eyes It’s so occult Keep on creeping on It’s too occult Witches with stitches for eyes It’s so occult Keep on creeping on Keep on creeping on Witches with stitches for eyes
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Some things live and some things die Wealth is nothing but a joke Rot, rust, die Wealth is nothing but a joke Can I hear you scream Can I leave you cold Rot, rust, die Wealth is nothing but a joke Lessons learned the hard way Living long but not prosper Rot, rust, die Wealth is nothing but a joke
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Verse 1 Dance for us – pose for us, be our rat and tell us a lie Sing for us – laugh for us, dagger dagger in your back Be for us – see for us, never be – one of us Chorus A Brigade of rats, indigo spreads Faster than plague, open your mind A Brigade of rats, indigo spreads Faster than plague, open your mind Verse 2 Win for us - lose for us, be our rat and tell us a lie Creep for us - leap for us, dagger dagger in your back Be for us – see for us, never be – one of us Chorus A Brigade of rats, indigo spreads Faster than plague, open your mind A Brigade of rats, indigo spreads Faster than plague, open your mind Instrumental Chorus A Brigade of rats, indigo spreads Faster than plague, open your mind A Brigade of rats, indigo spreads Verse 3 Be for us – see for us, never be – one of us Be for us – see for us, never be – one of us Be for us – see for us, never be – one of us
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
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