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SATAN'S SOLDIERS LYRICS
"The Perversion Of The Christ" (2004 Demo)
1. A Rose Lay Without Admiration
2. Heart Torn From Its Home
3. Song Of A Lonesome Spirit
4. Clutching To Helplessness
5. Unable To Share A Profound Insight
6. A Raven Picks At The Rotted Remains
7. Hellmarch
1. A Rose Lay Without Admiration
The Sun fell
And Light faded from the room by the shore of eternity
A rose lay dying on the bed where she left it
She had clutched it tight
He had given it to her
He had loved her
Now a rose lay alone
for its lovers had died
2. Heart Torn From Its Home
Ripped with claws;
A cruel Sadistic cunt has pierced me
Shredded flesh hangs;
Crimson fluid flows
She has taken what I wanted most;
She has taken what she once gave me
Love is swept away in bloody torrent;
My heart is torn from its tomb in my chest
Love has died.....
3. Song Of A Lonesome Spirit
The Moon sings to me;
songs of grief and winter and pain
The forest whispers to me
as I wander its cold embracing paths
A raven calls to me;
it beckons me to join it in a song of sadness
A wolf howls for me;
it knows not fear of its own, but laments mine
A woman speaks to me;
but I cannot hear her
4. Clutching To Helplessness
An existance of pure, un-ending sorrow; of humiliation; of degradation.
I have lost all hope
I have seen not an end......an end to this eternal winter of sadness
I have clung far too long to this “life” of helpless, meaningless, pointless, sorrow.
Something must be done; all is cold and sad.
I have seen an end....an end to this “life” is an end to this pain
No-one will miss me
5. Unable To Share A Profound Insight
I am in mourning. Haunted, I am faced with a revelation. I am a child of raped earth; of coldness and darkness and sadness. To add to this, no one can hear my sighs. No one can know my pain.
6. A Raven Picks At The Rotted Remains
There he lay;
A fallen Christian soldier
defeated by darkened triumphal hordes
His exposed entrails played host to an assortment of creatures
His carved-out, hollow rip-cage was home to a raven family
His empty eyes stared forever onto the broken landscape where his comrades lay with him....
7. Hellmarch
Sieg mein reich
Drepe Gud!
Sieg mein riech
Drepe Gud!
Bestrafe alt fiender
Bestrafe alt Kristner
Sieg mein reich
Drepe Gud!
Gods blodet skal foss som regn.....
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