shiver at the recollection, When I'll awake with the soil ... on my hands. I know, they will find you ... fallen asleep again, Between the mounds and crosses
hear your voice, this is not me. I'm not aware of what I am doing! I'll shiver at the recollection when I'll awake with the soil on my hands ... I know
body, speaking to Salem You must bring me a sacrifice You must come back before midnight Kneel before my cross, Salem is there He takes a handful of soil
[Music and Lyrics by HERR MORBID, Autumn/Winter 2000] Last night I walked again that soil, places in my mind Remembrances as cold pieces of glass
speaking to Salem Samedi:"You must bring me a sacrifice You must come back before midnight Kneel before my cross"... Salem is here He takes a handful of soil
in embers Of infernal greed Fire of blasphemy, Evil against all energy I rise from the darkened soil With a craving to ingest Where moonlight ever Shall infest In my heart
day of my birth. I cross the bridge of grace along a well worn path to satiate my flesh within the one they call De-syr. Sorrow, my contemplating. Loving
beneath my eyes. my body listens... as you whisper. my fingers bend... as i'm nailed to your cross the splinters etch... hearts in my back. i denounce
They're playing our song They're playing our song Can you see the lights? Can you hear the hum? Of our song I hope they get it right I hope we dance
their graves Soil of the graveyard moved by shovel Oaked lid of coffin, I find from that hole At the dead of the night cross-screws open In moon light
I am no feeble Christ, not me He hangs in glib delight upon his cross, upon his cross, Above my body, lowly me Christ forgive, forgive? Holy He, He holy
the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there
with me, I leave with the tide I wrap my cloak closer 'round my shoulders To keep me warm from the raging storm The spirits are here to guide my journey
My lightning conceived was I The stars above became my eyes Overgelmer flows in my veins My hair the mist across the never ending nameless lake By womb
2x) CHORUS Sittin' you wait for my roads to cross You nail me down and you watch me bleed Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed So lay my head against the earth Plant my
ray of the sun My ammunition, intuition, full eclipse of my lung Son, you could never guess what planet I'm from My emcee name is my birth name, my first
the nose My boots bear soil, in respect of the elders toils Bearskin rug, walk in flames, vultures swoop on the boiled I free my mind and my spirit follows
little animals that weep and weep and weep They are approaching the Greatbluegate of Death itself Oh Lord hear me when I shout and shout and shout my heart