A Suburb To Hell

Death is near
Need the drugs
Poisoned blood
Transfuse death
Toxaemia
Transfix the veins

Overdose
By a shot
Makes you dead
A funeral
When no one cries
You're left alone

Land of the dead
Has taken your soul
Eradiates
Your moribund fate

Exonerate your head
Start to live a life
Erroneus erudition
Is left behind

Purgatorial blood in the chest
The epitaph describes a natural death
The trepidation stopped long ago
Got a real job forgot the past

Drugs can change a life
To an inner devastation
Drugs can make you high
But also make you dead

Death is near
Need the drugs
Poisoned blood
Transfuse death
Toxaemia
Transfix the veins

Overdose
By a shot
Makes you dead
A funeral
When no one cries
You're left alone

Land of the dead
Has taken your soul
Eradiates
Your moribund fate

The Rise Of Sodom And Gomorrah

(The) Sun enter the Capricorn (and) the Star of Sin will shine
The King of Sodom drink again
Lady Babalons whine

(One) Hundred and Twenty days in the Depth of the Dead sea
And walk the Path of Peccatus
(and) the Setian alkhemy

Rise of Sodom
and Gomorrah
Reveal the gnosis
of Borora

The princess Justine
sing a song of her sin
of pleasure and pain
and the virtues in vain
to the ear that will hear
and the one without fear
to the old fallen ones and the forbidden thing they all have done

(The) Sun enter the Capricorn (and) the Star of Sin will shine
The King of Sodom drink again
Lady Babalons whine

Rise of Sodom
and Gomorrah
Reveal the gnosis
of Borora

Hear the king Bera
cry out in the land of Canaan
and the daughters of Lot
cry for their father and their god

('The Cry of Complaint of Sodom and Gomorrah
yes, it's loud and their sins are heavy')

The Wild Hunt

Hunted by the gargoyles through the labyrinth.
Loosing Ariadnes thread . I'm gone astray!
Tumbling into Chaos without anything
and my holy guardian angel has walked away.

I'm chasing my shadow inside my own soul
I am the persecutor of my self in the wild hunt
The horned god take me through infernal journeys

The Dogs are barking and the Owls cry out loud,
Shadows are laughing and screaming in my ears.
I see the outline of the horned Man-in-Black.
He stretch his hand to my left shoulder in fear.

I'm chasing my shadow inside my own soul
I am the persecutor of my self in the wild hunt
The horned god take me through infernal journeys

I throw my self into all the demons.
I cast my self into the Wild Hunt.
The forest is the Labyrinth of Fear
and all the deads's running in the Hunt.
I give my self unto all my demons
and let they eat of my mind and soul.
I will gain strange powers in this ravage.
I cast my self into the Wild Hunt.

I'm chasing my shadow inside my own soul
I am the persecutor of my self in the wild hunt
The horned god take me through infernal journeys