Crown Of Thorns - The Black Heart lyrics

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[Music & Lyrics M. Olsfelt]

Trapped - locked in life

Not for long - bound for death

My revenge

I don't belong here

Tear down - The blood clotted walls of reality

Break through - The lies of the living world

Burn your body - your disguise

Face eternity with open eyes

Can't you see that this is not real

Taste my wine, drink the darkness of my heart

Ohh Gift of life - pure disgust

I long to die

Singing to praise of Death

Pale worlds of emtiness

"Only black is true - only black is real"

Written in scars on my heart

Those words of truth - you will feel

That only black is true - that only black is real

This winter of my soul

Is turning my blood into ice

I am death - I kill life

I am here - hungry to kill the light

I kill

In this shape - in this disguise

Sent out - to bring an end to it all

Only death is true - only death is real

Here is nothing like life

Nothing even close

Yeah - Only death is true - there is only death in me

Nothing left but silence

Ashes, dust and darkness

Close my soul and scream out the darkness

Of my heart

Spewing forth - the hate for all things holy

[Lead: M. Tervonen]

In the night the voices cry

In my dreams I hear them call my name

Night after night

This ghostsong rings on and on...

No candles burn

No lights shines on this deep dark lake

And there is no hiding from this pain

We are of stone like statues cold

But did you see the cracks on my white chest

Just above the heart

Drained of life and blackened with dead love

To speak the names - invocation of evil

Satan - beast of me

Rise up! - from inside

Of the darkness

Of my heart

The dark disciple of death

And emptiness

I am death - I kill life

I am here - hungry to kill myself

I kill...

It feels so real - this blood is art

Riding high - against the walls of the room

[Lead: M. Sunesson]

"Only black is true - only black is real"

Written in scars on my heart

Those words of truth - you will feel

That only black is true - that only black is real

This winter of my soul

Is turning my life into hell.

In memory of Dead.