Im pissed as hell,
but i cant tell
If this is pain,
I kno im not sane.
I'll stay calm
but not for long.
The fighting within will not stop,
I swear its time that i drop.
The mask shown thru,
writhes to clear our view.
(chorus1)
Bloodlust, darkness, power and hate
these are the things demons create.
Power of light, Power of three.
It will all come to me!
Strength of athousand lives
elements of nature in all the knives.
Demons of the past
burn away at last.
I'll hold the urge off as long as I can,
but when it comes it will demand
It will want to be satisfied,
for flesh and blood it will not be denied.
The power of three,
will consume me.
(chorus1)
Bloodlust, darkness, power and hate
these are the things demons create.
Power of light, Power of three.
It will all come to me!
Strength of athousand lives
elements of nature in all the knives.
Demons of the past
burn away at last.
They shall come to my side,
for we are one we flow with the tide.
The flames will come from my sword.
So, I kno I will never be bored.
The demons bodies lay bleeding at my feet.
I know now they wish we will never meet.
(chorus2)
The demons fall,
throughout the hall.
The lights grow dim,
as time is sin.
Each second passes,
they gather in masses.
Their paients thin,
We will win.
Time grows still,
for it is my will.
 deadsoulhealingheart · Tue Feb 16, 2010 @ 12:13pm · 0 Comments |
