Decadent Design
no!
thing!
you!
can!
do!
now,
you
see my plan
i
rule
you
by my side
power
stays inside of me
you
are all they see.
you
think
you,
are a man
watch
me
see
me
deep
inside you
deep
inside of you
We
will cum
We'll
over rise
world will make us shine
soon
you see
it
is me
who
is ruling over thee
no
power
out
of command
won't
let
might
out
from
my hand
keep
it,
inreach
of me
chorus:
decadent
design
hands
behind the curtain
decadent
brain
result
is declined in this game
from
decade to decade decadent
forever
for the name
who is
pumping
what is
making
you move
common
goal we share
with
decaded souls to bear
no
power
out
of command
won't
let
you
out
from
my hand
keep
her,
inreach of me
chorus:
decadent
design
hands
behind the curtain
decadent
brain
result
is declined in this game
from
decade to decade decadent
forever
for the name
no
power
out
of command
won't
let
you
out
from
my hand
keep
her,
inreach of me
chorus:
decadent
design
hands
behind the curtain
decadent
brain
result
is declined in this game
from
decade to decade decadent
forever for the name
Empty Seed
go
for the destination, spread all the way
do
my will: handfull of people say
all
from same place, from the same roots,
all they know is taken from same source
self-righteous
handfull, collectors of the power
all
those hippocrate sons of god
nothing
but waste of cest.
ripping
drying mother earths breast
to
run same race again
just
give up any day,
now.
release
empty seed
chorus:
bleeds
for your kind
and
you go blind
sands
of time trough your mind
(empty
seed)
here
where living trees bow their heads,
and
babies dying in their beds,
place
where hope can't be found,
and even gods are forever in death bound
one
who ever could destroy,
(release us.)
i don't care any more
end to this only seed
who has nothing to give
(poison)
end to this empty shell
to
run same race again
just give up any day, now
release
empty seed
chorus:
bleeds
for your kind
and
you go blind
sands
of time trough your mind
(empty
seed)
Cry For The Grave
i've
tried so hard
wait
this all far too long
to be a god on my own
not
just man on man shadow
chorus:
cry
for the grave
place
where is solemn
bleed
all you have
done
and more
cry
for the grave
cry
for salvation,
justice
will be blind
marching
in your life
Showhing
to you
my
new face
out
of your command
It
will bring you down to disgrace
and
i run like never before
towards
to my destiny
still
every morning i see
my
speed is giving up to me
chorus:
cry for the grave
place
where is solemn
bleed
all you have
done
and more
cry
for the grave
cry
for salvation,
can't
see shame in dead eyes
chorus:
cry
for the grave
place
where is solemn
bleed
all you have
done
and more
cry
for the grave
cry for salvation
and
i run like never before
towards
to my destiny
still
every morning i see
my speed is giving up to me
chorus:
cry
for the grave
place
where is solemn
bleed
all you have
done
and more
cry
for the grave
cry for salvation
can't see shame in dead eyes
cry
for the grave
place
where is solemn
bleed
all you have
done
and more
cry
for the grave
cry for salvation
Trust Your Own Groove
heart
is on overdrive
beating
so hard
every shot too far away
we
shall not fall
don't
wanna be rich,
not
just anybodys bitch
only
peacefull living
don't
spent all life to make a living
live
with heart as this head,
don't
get over ruled by your self
keep
your head straight
don't
get lured by the bate
you
will win by our fate
what
i have learn to know
to
who i must show
frustrating
unknowledge
burned
in our brain
pile
up minds dirt'n dust
you
burn like front of lust
it
just won't help you move
head
straight, and trust your own groove
feel
for yourself
hate
grows in your behest
don't
let them get you like all the rest
loose
your mind and lay your body on the ground
live
with heart as this head,
don't
get over ruled by your self
keep
your head straight
don't
get lured by the bate
you will win by our fate
Primitive
they
were many
keeping
us safe,
bleed
for us,
we
are alone
no
one hear
no
one watch
we
don't stab
each
others back
chorus:
2000
years of christ, and we don't see
2000
years of god, lambs are inbreed
sing
your song
to
death ears
cross
your hands
for
closed eyes
kneel,
and no one care
no
common goal for us to share
chorus:
2000
years of christ, and we don't see
2000
years of god, lambs
are inbreed