Тексты песен «Primordial»

I got Jesus in my head like a stinger He moves from tree to tree In the back of my mind A ragged shadowy figure I got Him I got Original Sin I got Original Sin I got Original Sin I got Original Sin I got a demon in my...

Ceremonial beauty beneath a bitter moon Perditious souls danse their danse Winter withered silence were once my tomb In eternal frost, a dark romance Listen, such angels of the end do weep As knowledge comes for those...

We are falling over the ends of the earth So gather your sons and daughters before you And tell them that these are the final days of all Preach to the paupers And sing to the slaves I see you've chosen to loose your...

And so it seems I am unbound in my misery I am drunk in my sobriety ...and twisted animosiety The private moments of man Are rarely ever seen Yet, autumn gathers me up And sheds me in her leaves Falling takes forever...

Lilith my bride... a love of sin so deep Wounds of lust won't ever heal Stigmata... I yearn for thy crimson taste Rape my senses... upon your cross I'll weep But shall this longing I ever satiate I writhe, I twist.....

A moment of clarity It spoke to me in tongues It spoke to me of ruin Of destitution, and of pain Where night, it never ever Seems to come To ease the misery of the day Degenerate whores Expose their stinking wares to a...

(Nothing seems to make sense, I'm tired of it all, I've stopped searching for meanings... there are none. Time heals nothing, all it does is make you more bitter, more twisted yet sucks the life out of you... leaving...

Seems we are to live our final days Far from the dwellings of men As flowing tides and shifting sands Far from the bitter gaze of soul less man In sorrow we fly from our loved ones To die in the waters of the wild My...

I lost my self, in those streets A passenger of foreign tongue The sun sets, in the same language And rises just the same There was no grand design To get to this point No absolutes, no given truths We were not carved...

(Written originally by ancient Irish pagan poet Amergin Glangel) I am the wind that breathes on the sea I am the wave, wave on the ocean I am the ray, the eye of the sun I am a tomb, cold in darkness I am star, the...

A cold wind is blowing Through the graves it is blowing And it bares a poisoned tongue And the foul breath of deceit I am my fathers son And his deeds Cannot be undone... be undone You trade in his blood Writing your...

End of All Time (Martyr's Fire) Is this all I've been left Broken oaths and betrayals The empty words and dead rhetoric Of my sold and broken culture And I said once before That tune heals nothing I feel like a...

Days drift and I rise to the cold sun I was born an old child With no place for faith in my heart Aged in my sleep or bitter times ahead You may say I've given up the ghost Once and for all admitted defeat And laid out...

Brother, what tidings doth thou bring? Can't you hear Dread Words from Traitors Tongues Sister, Few Honours are left standing Proud In this world They have made the soil ever barren Our Legends but Shadows, Idle and...

Mairfidh ar bhfuil go deo I gciorcal timpeall na cruinne A dheite arsa... Ta ar Aine fas ar lasadh Tog muidne do mhuintir... Go siorai An rud a eirionn an gcre Fillfidh se aris Ta na coillte suilta agam Mhothainn na...

Sister, do not pray for me There is no forgiveness here Just the longest, darkest night And my peoples end Brother, many a crooked day we spent Telling tales and making myths Sharpening our tongues for the final fight...

For those who may Rise As a Phoenix from the Ashes For those who may Devour The Fruits of Knowledge For those who coil Serpent like, with cyclical Grace ...For those as Wolves among Sheep who Sharpen their Teeth for the...

I have one Desire Let it be A Pestilence upon your lands A Plague upon all your houses It is my wish To Enslave all your people The soil enriched with their Blood To Burn your places of Worship Our Gods shall become...

Her scent comes to me As the night breathes Her countenance grave A waxed pallor, that lays every tomb Open to the sky So she sees and ever watches The stars revolve and dance for her A velvet dream of crimson revolt...

This is my church It stands so tall and proud It has done for all time It has no walls Yet its vast halls Reach from shore to shore To whatever shore You know as your own We stand as one, we stand alone We...