Lyrics:
With iron teeth, he hunts
The vampire's grave
Devil's disease
The vampire's grave
The fatal bite
Rising from his daylight slumber of a curse possessed
that raised our Savior from the grave
So to every disease
At our word it must flee
Every weakness and pain
No, you can't stay another day
'Cause we
hell and damnation the forsaken long to die
In the end humanity caused its own demise
Decaying flesh in open graves, disease ridden corpse
Death
of the hand of death To watch the Earth die within forgotten shadows Smear my face with the ash of dying Infernal region, World beyond the grave Destroying
society, I go to war.
Children carrying flags to be placed on their fathers' graves,
Starvation and disease is the aftermath, the till, the prices to be
by the time they find a cure
You could be in a grave
You have a disease
And you will die
The time has come
For you to cry
Spreading all through
You're
prevails at dark horizons
To fulfill the empty dreams
Spitting sparks to set the fire
Concrete graves preserve the sins
Mental disease
Pious deceit
Ritual
of torment, only fear and emptiness
No life after the grave, only pain
Pain, pain
The disease of life continues
Only the blind will follow
And rot in
Disease spreading death
Entire population dies
Dead before you're born
Massive suicide
Vicious game of fear
It's all extermination now
Poison
My bulldog is barking in the backyard
Enough to raise a dead man from his grave
And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing
Disturbance going
Sin's congregation with death and disease
Hail the eternal one!
Arcane ambition infecting the soul
Forged execrations to regain control
Grave
over
But the war has yet begun
The war has yet begun
You're the disease and I'm the cure
So put your money on me
There's no telling what I may do
It's been my pleasure to serve your disease
Welcome home (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Shed your skin and expose your bones (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Take my hand (Hey!
to the kill
Dream now of the frost
Dream now of the grave
Bleed out for the lost
Bleed out for the saved
Dream now of the fiction of the frost
Dream now
(GREED)
Oh, what make yo woman take yo cash and don't give a fuck (GREED)
Destroys successful record companies (GREED)
And put chu' in yo grave and you
Cancer mind
Grave yard dirt
Name on your tombstone
Knife in your skirt
Head on collision
Motorcycle crash
Ain't goin' to prison
Bury you
feels a strain on his heart
He's so weak
He's fallen on his knees
He feels his body falling apart
He can't believe
He's hit by the disease
It hit faster
with disease (We wont follow)
They'll lead us straight to the grave (There's no sorrow)
Convinced the answer's in the dust and debris
This is new
the words
Crooked lies
Everything that you did
Led me straight to my grave
You're not sorry
Still not sorry
You are my disease
You keep
so is disease
When it turns you into a slave
Gather your friends and your family
So they can watch me spit and piss on your grave
Forgiveness is
on the grave
This is life, and you're death
Now I'm sick from your disease
Now I need to cure myself
Romancing on the grave
Take my love straight
this disgusting disease
I'm fucking sick, my stomach's starting to bleed
It's eating away at me
I don't know what to do
I'm fucking sick, I'll never
But it helps us fade away
Some inner city queen french kisses his disease
With one foot in the grave
And the junkyard we call home
Is primed
Bye bye
Disappear beneath the waves
Above the clouds I wish I stayed
Lose myself beneath the waves
This dream dimension is my grave
Goodbye Dreamer
