Our bodies, our currency How can this be what we want? It only amounts to slavery To daily wallow in degradation A mockery of equality Our daughters
combination you're through, Blows from my Timberland boots leave you bruised like bad fruit, (SO WHAT IT LOOK LIKE) I might be white, but I still possess
all Up the ladder and down the wall A ha'penny loaf will serve for all Following my fortune now the holy grail is found And the holy bread of heaven
is called the Old White Norse God; he is great and holy; his teeth are made of gold; his horse is named Goldtop. He lives where it's called the mountain
.... Is processing since my baphometic rapture.... I wait for the night to glut my profanations that i need untill once again I'll disturbed by the holy
This is the land of my beginning, these are the mountains of my birth Dark with the blood of desecration, oh where is she who is my pride EMELAITH I
[Lyrics & Music: David DeFeis] This Is The Land Of My Beginning These Are The Mountains Of My Birth Dark With The Blood Of Desecration Oh Where Is She
; he is called the Old White Norse God; he is great and holy; his teeth are made of gold; his horse is named Goldtop. He lives where it's called the mountain
Well he ain't my boy but the brother is heavy gave away my possessions and moved inot a chevy van, yeah thats the masterplan drive into the woods and
This frustration is mounting, and my greed is so overbearing. It seems as if I'm never satisfied with the precious things I possess. Could it be that
soul eternity Satanic slave you will bear my son The evil force from the frosty skies I possess your mind Bound by chain the immortal slave Mystic chants round the holy
sun is but a memory of a murdered dream As if emerged from the Abyss Evoked by his own tongue Antichrist, Devil's child Possessed by the night Through
