The Crack Of Doom - Wolfen

Album: Sound of Ankh

YOU FORGOT THE ICY WINTERS
DON`T REMIND THE STORMY WEATHER
IT COULDN`T KILL YOUR INSTINCT
IT COULDN`T KILL YOUR INSTINCT
IT DOESN`T MATTER WHAT YOU`RE HUNTING
NO DIFFERENCE WHAT YOU SMELL
LOST WORDS WE CAN NOT TELL
LOST WORDS WE CAN NOT TELL
YOU HAVE LEARNED TO COUNT THE SECONDS
AND TO HIDE THE AWFUL SHARP CRAWS
THE TRIBES OF BLOOD
THE TRIBES OF BLOOD AND HUNTING
ARE NOW CALLED PRIDE AND BUSINESS
IF YOU HUNT BIRDS WITHOUT EMOTION
OR A VICTIM IN THE OCEAN
THE STRUGGLE IS MUCH HARDER
THAN IN TIMES YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN
SO ANYTHING MEANS NOTHING
AND EVERYWHERE IS NOWHERE
IF IT`S WARM WE LIKE TO BE HERE
IF IT`S WARM WE LIKE TO BE THERE
AND WE SAY:
ANYTHING MEANS NOTHING
AND EVERYWHERE IS NOWHERE
COME AND TASTE THE DUST
COME AND TASTE THAT WATER
COME AND SMELL THE ASHES
OF SPEARS AND BODIES
LEAVE YOUR BODY AND FOLLOW ME
I WILL SHOW YOU THE TRUTH OF LIFE
MOON-REFLECTION ON THE DARK SEA
IS BETTER THAN THE SUN ON YOUR FACE
THE HUMAN RACE WILL NEVER TRY TO
UNDERSTAND MY OCCULT KINGDOM
AND THEY DON`T BELIEVE THAT ONLY
ISOLATION GIVES YOU WISDOM

Category:

Music

Tags:

• The
• Crack
• Of
• Doom
• Wolfen
• Sound
• Ankh
• Gothic
• Progressive
• Electro

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THIS SONG IS LIKE WAY COOL