From the night i can feel myselve reborning
just ask to that high moon who always reigned
Distorsionate visions from my
soul, unconquerable
you, my flesh and possession, incandescent
Who can be the wolf?
Like a f*****g saviour?
Is that really
a fact?
I am my owm Messiah!
Own Messiahh! Own Messiahh! Own Messiahh!
It's the hunger among wolves
that eats my own
guts
It's the hunger among wolves
That find perdition or glory
It's the hunger among wolves
That crucify the
weak!
Crucify! Crucify! Crucify!
The fake Messiahs!
I devote my own desire
I need preys to humilliate them
Put the
masses in the right boxes
We are not all the f*****g same!
Can we judgue that f****d scum?
(They are) Devoid!
Then we must
be closed as f**k
(They are) Divided!
Burn down their world!
Burn down their world!
Built up our throne!!!
Burn down
their world!
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What you think will change these days?
If they think you should suicide?
Stupid people live with
us
Burn their flesh to make our light.
What i see?
For what the night was made for?
For what the night was made
for?
For Burn!!
I feed up
Millions of sheeps
A full revenge
And rule the world!
At the latest hours
of the
night
When the mortals sleep
warm and hide
World, world, down!
I am still the revengefull wolf
Do you remember that
real song?
During these ages Im still don't forgett
Like always. I'am in my love throne
To rise it and harden.