Blood staind fingers
Blood staind heart
in the begining there was blood it was at the very start
blood drunken passions
blood agoniysing pain
bloody tourment it's all just the same.
what is the civilastion of man?
its evil it's dark
for men it self are cruel
and shaping this cruel reality
men rape , men steal
for this is a world of illusion where nothing is real
this tormenting world , made by the blood of men
this corupting world , where sins began
people trying to be friends
people trying to help you
but in the end they just let you go...
in the deepest pit in the deepest darkness
in the curtine of the blackness
Life that comes and life that goes
what truth in life do you really know?
what lurks in the souls of men...
what blood runs threw there veins..?
fear of the truth
fear of the blood in their veins
fear of their souls..
fearing their disiers wil drive them to the brink of the insane
fear of pain.. fear of lust
in this world of man there harts already contemanated with rust
machiens thats what we are
imbodiemints of a living battery called a soul.
and if you don't belive me just ask yourself this..
what of the world do you know
and how much do you really control....