Path Of Golconda - Message In A Rifle lyrics

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Path Of Golconda - Message In A Rifle lyrics

Bewildered yet immortal: this vexing urge to k** Three moons have past but still no chance for psychopaths to rule this thrill Sensing through a target with stone-cold, poisoned hearts This sister-snake, born at the stake and left to taint my very arms (this sister-snake, born at the stake and left to taint my very arms) "There was a boy that once upon a time Hath breathed these world of sulphur rain and sought to smack all scum divine And love, a pale reflection, too thin to win or fight Had no house nor rooms to live save in the walls of homicide" A monstrous fable crawling to the minds of feeble hope It's you: the prey and nonetheless the murderer's soul..... A ruin of Sin With the innocent caged within The tumour stirs In the flesh of fever Behold What you see and what our Khaos enfolds A Message in a Rifle! Message In A Rifle! Once enraged and on to slay There's no regret nor a new day No smile shall bar my Way of Hate But mine whereas the word is spread of Message in a Rifle ...these war orchestra notes In ghostly swifting tones Enkindle one, two, three Desire..... "Then came the light, celestial and burning Like wilder flourish of horrors still to come- God whistling for the Wind, now reaps the storm he'd sown His children fall from Paradise for roaming Babylon Alone." Stalking beneath The madness unleashed Thick shadows cast Before this primrosed path What suns and moon receal A reddened snow conceals And falls like souls from grace In Cold Catharsis Bewildered yet immortal: this vexing urge to k** All moons enhanced but still no chance for psychopaths to rule this thrill Sensing through a target with stone-cold, poisoned hearts This sister-snake, born at the stake and left to taint my very arms Unaware of sorrow, the Nemesis was lit And burnt a lost tomorrow a grey and hopeless pit Drift, Drift - and swiftly veil atrocities Still ill natures will wake to roam This fable's worth: There IS no remorse! Cry petrified and still and lo the human overk**- ... and greet the night of god

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