Ride to the sabbathDigest your sinsThe night is here to keep us aliveNever seen the hidden light calling of the AntichristWell wait in fear until crucifiedThis is the mouth of hellLead the fallThe absence of time calling the paradeThe fear of the inner demon weighs more than my lifeThis is the mouth of hellWhere you never stop sinningLean into the windLet go of your soulRide to the sabbathDigest your sinsThe night is here to keep us aliveNever seen the hidden light calling of the AntichristWell wait in fear until crucifiedThis is the mouth of hellAnd we beg to meet the unknownCross the paths of your inner soulSink your teeth into your demonThis is the mouth of hell

DesperateProudYou laugh aloudRun with patient eyesBeaten blindYou will walk the lineListen to the hollow shriekYou will never been freeYou will never be seen through the darkest heart of her criesIts time to runSo try to surviveExtract the certain truthYour sickness took the best of youBlue wind of the fallen seaDark voices of the haunted speakWith the call of the locust the branches shriekOvercome this fatal travestyRotting alone you will never be freeHide with this demiseNo time to runSo try to surviveGetting hard to fill the glassEmptiedSwallowedIn the past can you believe what youve becomeExtract the certain truthYour sickness took the best of youIn a shallow fright we awaken from the dream punishment by fire commits to the obsceneGetting harder to fill the glassSlowly fading in the past can you believe what youve become

Tread the path of the lifeless faith worn and kept withinVoices slowly smotheredAs the fear is sinking in dead whiteYour skin to lightWarming mind of stoneFollow your spirit to life and love these hollow trees they moanNo escape to relieve the painStomach tornLed by the insaneAn idle dream kept it fading awayA timeless hour now held in veinIts the beauty of silenceAs we revert to stoneIts the beauty of vengeanceYour life now ownedYou are the seed of darknessNever given the chanceDevour the light that haunts youWash the image of your handsSifting through the pages marked of a life he stoleFind the strength of terror disappear into their wingsSuffocate this illusionSee what judgment bringYou are the seed of darknessNever given the chanceDevour the light that haunts you wash the image of your handsCrawl beneath the sunAsking why you are the oneYou are the seed of darknessLet him drown in hellDie with the weak

Ridin high on an angels wingsAnd the devil sings inside my head (ohh-oh ohh-oh)All alone on a Friday nightWith an empty bottle by my side (ohh-oh ohh-oh)And now Im lookin for the reasons why Im aliveAnd now Ive finally come to realizeI cant erase this feelinI cant escapeAnd now Im lying on the floorAnd I really need to find the answersLying on the floorCause Ive given every piece of meAnd Im breathingNow the lights are flashingAnd Im crashing to the other side (ohh-oh ohh-oh)Need another time aroundGet me off the groundGive me one more try (ohh-oh ohh-oh)And now Im lookin for the reasons why Im aliveAnd now Ive finally come to realizeI cant erase this feelinI cant escapeAnd now Im lying on the floorAnd I really need to find the answersLying on the floorCause Ive given every piece of meAnd Im breathingAnd they prayed forCan he make it through?Im not leaving...Im not leaving youRidin high on an angels wingsAnd the devil sings inside my head (ohh-oh ohh-oh)Waking up from a dream Im inAnd the nurse walks inShe looks and says (ohh-oh ohh-oh)Everything will work out rightI cant erase this feelinI cant escapeAnd now Im lying on the floorAnd I really need to find the answersLying on the floorCause Ive given every piece of meAnd Im breathingI cant erase this feelinI cant escapeAnd now Im lying on the floorAnd I really need to find the answersLying on the floorCause Ive given every piece of meAnd Im breathing

Passing under the divine bodies hanging under the sacred grove that adjoins the temple Uppsala putrefaction a sign of god’s approvalSuffocating holy odour of the dead blessing the believers until the seasons end god of the gallows observing from within Asgard watching as they make their way preparing to send this slave into the spirit world to accompany her master and celebrate with the glorious deadHer last days spent feasting drinking and having sex with her master’s friends volunteering for a heathen death hail the gods who bring up the winds making the flames more intense decreasing the time for crossing over lowered and restrained strangled with a rope overwhelmed and struggling to breathe a ritual dagger plunged into the chestWarm blood floods the lungs an unbroken gaze upon the face quiet and peaceful as the body is consumed by flames.

Searing the flesh as fat spills onto the ground coals crackle and spark whilst the flames grow higherPreparing your soul for the eternal fires awaiting your arrival gridiron glowing red hot the skin burning away turning muscles blackA candle lit by god’s grace that shall never be extinguished using fire to exercise their ireThe remains of morality branded on the frame the punishment of infidels marked in the holy name abolishing the wide spread disease of heresy

Low thunder of the widow’s blade rattles deep within the bones of those gathered to witness the performanceStraps tightened under the arms and head placed within a perfect circle preventing movement in any way roars of revenge devour the squires of mercyStumbling across the platform intoxicated from a heartening draught screaming in support of the decree the crowd awaits in the shadow of the guillotineAn assistant pulls the ears to keep the skin on the neck taught sun glistens on the edge feverishly awaiting the dropBlade quickly released administering justice to keep the peace save your… the last words uttered just before the head severed falls into a basket of ironA fountain of blood soaks the assistant as the body is pushed into a leather lined basket final breath of life expelled from the lungs state sanctioned depravity upholding the laws of liberty equality and fraternity

Taken back to the cell confined to a low dungeon which no light can enter laid upon your back strapped down spread eagle that there will be iron set upon your body as great as you can bear and greaterFed three morsels of barley on the first day of questioning weights added on pressing to plead still no crimes admitted or denied three drinks if water to sustain life through the day weights piling high upon the chest respirations becoming quick and shallow pressure too intense for the body to sustainMind failing under the pain the plate of iron collapses into the lungs and heart ending the trial from which neither side has won

A voice of foul festivity hangs in the air devouring the squires of mercy trembling near the gibbet gathering in the shadow of the gallows a stifling silence overcomes the crowd as the deadman makes his first appearance on the sceneRoars of support for the king demanding revenge on the traitor death is what they need to satisfy their hunger noose placed slowly around the throat a final gaze moves across the crowdForty thousand strong all anxious for the drop rows of corpses fill the elm trees where they will remain for months

The dying’s clothing alive and in motion with vermin all chained together no need for a warden disease chokes and deprives air resting in puddles of infectious pusUnstoppable shaking consumes the mind and body staring into the faces if the dead as they are drug around the room flaying off strips of skin and placing it on them welcoming the infections disease hastening final release

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All My Trials Lyrics

Lyricist- Cerys Elizabeth Phillips Matthews

Artist- Pete Seeger

Album- American Favorite Ballads, Vol. 4

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I had a little book was given to me, And every page spelled Liberty. All my trials Lord, soon be over. If religion were a thing that money could buy, The rich would live and the poor would die. All my trials Lord, soon be over. Too late my brothers, too late, but never mind. All my trials Lord, so ...

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