Kategorie: III

As she met her crazy there, she think about some times for her

She does now do the thing she should / she does now do the thing she would

She wrap her pack and flee the life / she close the doors and mount to ride

She does not do the things she should / she does now do the thing she could

Rides across the world without permissions / a dally member; so unconditioned

Raises her eyes up to the sky / she give a damn, that none can die

She does not do the things she should / she wants now do the things she could

She waits until her drink arrived / She does not do the things she should and hopes you die your self

See mine only life unfold / I savour every day

She waits until you do the things she should / things she wants not and she hopes you die!

One wolf roams lonely, through the undergrowth / he has to go alone

Only the moon alone, can be with him now / his way is now only to him / no one else would recognize

This way he must go alone after the soft kiss of Death / he wants to be alone

He sneaks tired, through the dense undergrowth / a last look, a last howl, into the moons face

The heart fails / his eyes breaks / he fell asleep peacefully

Now he have no longer sneak, through his territory / he loved freedom very much / now he has found his way

He has defeated his own death  /his soul is now free / free from constraints in this world / his soul now gets wings

I prophesy, that the world / will be end in a disaster / everyone hates, everyone lies

Disaster

All information are falsified / all words are faked / Oh, politicans made religion / Religion make politic / Everyone lies / everyone hates

Disaster

Everyone lives insecure / everyone has pain

When I was younger, all was simple / when I was younger, then all was clear / no hate, no fear / And now, chaos is program

Carve my words into the stone! Everyone hates / everyone lies

Disaster

I prophecy, the world will end in a disaster

Disaster

A song about Elisabeth Bàthory. A convicted Massmurder 
from the 16th century. 

Liz Bath / Liz Bath / Blood Black and Death / Liz Bath

This is the bloody creepy story, about Elizabeth Bathory / her blood is ourself; clean, transsylvanian blood / eerie dark castle / occult bloody acts / young girls scream / eternaly satisfy

Blood Black and Death

Elizabeth did’nt sleep tonight / her soul, her eyes are black / she likes to stick the needles, under young ladys nails / their frosty bodies, are buried alive / I’d love to be the lover of the death

Liz Bath

What have you done

Heroin of horror, that what i’m called / you will be my victim, please pay with blood / gold and silver love so much / bathing in blood I love much more

Blood Black and Death

Liz Bath / Liz Bath

Elizabeth trapped in castle / outlawed by their people / without blood and pain your death comes quickly

Lonely Black and Death

Liz Bath is DEAD.