Paroles: Razed in Black. Shrieks, Laments And Anguished Cries. Pursuit.

Fight hard, creature's approaching


to pick out the chosen, wipe out the few

Shake off, the breath of the breathless


the needle is poking, promises left untrue

Beat off, the shields are down

take cover and lurch low, down on the ground

Stay hare, provisions in mind

reality present, fantasy to find



NO BULLSHIT



Searching for the kismet in my life

It's time, I've the right to gain

Searching for the kismet in my life
It's time, I've the right to pain





Case for the broke and the broken


So rich its defined and no payment is due

Weak law is left unspoken
If lost I'll break, I've got nothing left to lose




Strip down, confess your sins
Cleanse your soul, make room for more
Leave it to me I'll fill it in


Somebody's knocking, I'll open the door



NO BULLSHIT