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Symphonics of sickness embroiled in rottenness
To the tune of abortion in total death we've staked our claim
Palette for putrescence savor

wait for love
Or settle for somebody to hold? 

And barely symphonic
But strangely ironic
Moments contained in one glance
Oh how I adored you
But now I'm

splatter,
this unerring firmament.
Or consider the wordy choruses of shells,
five nines in four four
the symphonics of rage,
blasting reason in treasonable

bark
walkingthrough the centuries
a pathless path
symphonic blood lust
on this funeral march
My innerself
is drifting in a red sea
bizarre and sweet
...

symphonic harmony

Dead by dawn dead by dawn
Is it a heart attack? Is it a heart attack?
Dead by dawn dead by dawn
Is it a heart attack? Is it a heart attack?

harmonic like drinking poison with tonic
We make the silence symphonic
You don't just need it you want it
And I admit I want the same
I can't stop feeling

passions
and craft them symphonic as spindrift.
That here, beyond, we are brute,
magnanimous in approval,
setting the seal that here we become belonging,
no

it a symphonic resurrection 
Leave the children to sleep now

Listening to Mobo on loud
Sound 
Emitting from a house

That may never be 
A home

No regrets

This chaos you bring, a symphonic greed
As you fall in your fate, the abysmal doom
These hypocrite lies made to enslave
As you

Lovestone Blind

Psychotic Waltz

Mosquito

interfere
Supersonic architecture Spanish castle cream
Press my hands against my ears to try to make the voices clear
An acrobatic, symphonic helicopter

Symphonic Extremities

Ultimatum

Symphonic Extremities

1997

The truth I bring to you in song, no poser words to steer you wrong,
Symphonic Extremities, to guide you where you ought to be.
They sing of hate, death

Bloodlust (Undead Trance)

Atrocity

Die Liebe

1995

bark

walking through the centuries
A pathless path
Symphonic bloodlust
On this funeral march

my innerself
Is drifting in a red sea
Bizarre and sweet

Epitome

Massivivid

Brightblur

1998

It used to feel electric, it used to be symphonic
I remember angel voice, I don't recall having a choice
What used to consume me now elude's me
(I

laufen im Hintergrund Symphonic Orchester
Yo, bald bist du tot wie dieser Big Notorious Fettsack
Denn ich knall' Nazis weg wie Brad Pitt in Inglorious