NATTSTRYPE - Where No Life Exists

As The Past Stands By

It was there
I could here the angels cry
and walk among the shine
from the coldest moon

Set fire
to the weakest souls
and share my silent words
with the darkest night

And we
now we travelled
through the devils path
and opend the gate
as the past stands by

And they
how they fell
through eternal hate
and wervled the realm
as the past stands by

It was there
the nature fullfilled
to set my mind at ease
and feal thy winds

And as we
faced leaper men from far
they were souronded
as we stand as we laugh
As the count of the north
and the equal soul of south
set mark in the cold winterground
As the past stands by
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Where No Life Exists

Welcome to a place where cold winds blow
Where endless darkness swallows all good
Welcome to a place where light dont show
Welcome to a place where no life exists

In a time of chaos and fear
A campaign of hate ruled the world
Blood was shred and lifes were lost
Here's no life, only dead silence

These lands are cursed with eternal grief
These lands will never be walked upon again
These are the lands where no life exists

Welcome to a place where cold winds blow
Where endless darkness swallows all good
Welcome to a place where light dont show
Welcome to a place where no life exists

These lands are cursed with eternal grief
These lands will never be walked upon again
These are the lands where no life exists
__________

Dark Gathering

In this deepest darker night
We are gathered to share our souls
With the powerfull night it self
Share our minds with thy darkness
In the shine of thy frostfull moon

From above the black night is looking upon us
Throwing itīs cold winds through the old trees around
Gathered in dark, sharing our nocturnal powers of night

Together with the creatures of night
We are standing among wolfes
In a circle of brotherly trust

After miles and miles of total forests
And blistering cold winterstorms
Over mountains of eternal snow
We are collected as one
One with the blizzard nights

An ancient script is to be spoken
Written by the most evil of trolls
Within thousand years of wisdom
Our dark gathering will proceed

But for those of the mercyfull lier
Our words is not to be known
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Dead Inside

Sleepless nights, suffering from insomnia
Haunted in my mind by perverted visions
(Am I going insane?)

My lust and desire takes a new form
Distorted and painful images of love - forbidden

On the edge of insanity - I fall
Deeper...
Deeper...

In a coma, abstract and blurred scenes play before my eyes
Sounds of a child's cry disturbing my ears
Painful memories from my childhood remind me...

The daylight returns, but my sight is covered in a velvet fog
I feel empty, confused and alone
And I feel nothing but apathy

I'm dead inside...