A Beast to Praise Songtext
von Dark Funeral
A Beast to Praise Songtext
In solitude I am talking to ghosts
And while the netherworld is being ripped open wide
My human flesh is still keeping me
Between these walls, and I am eager to die
I am creating all these fantasies
With all those filthy claws reaching out
My dreams are dark and they are not my own
I hear the Devil call
He′s crying out for blood
His crimson eye is watching from the depths of the night
I am forsaken and my sanity's abandoned me
My hands are cold
I have a strength that′s beyond my fading flesh
I am becoming what I knew I would be
The beast of hate
The killers knife, the murderer of gods
Inside my head I am feeding my thoughts
And as the darkness falls I stand strong and proud
My serpent skin is still cold and sleek
I am sublime and I am ready to die
The evil one is watching from the depths of the dark
I am alone and driven by my murder fantasies
My thoughts are vile
I have an urge to destroy my human mold
I am becoming what I always have been
A beast so great
The stabbing knife, deliverer of death
My eyes turn black
I have a drive that's too strong to comprehend
I am the fallen one that conquers the night
A beast to praise
To fear and awe, I am the king of the damned
In loneliness I am ruling the world
And now my kingdom reaches so far and wide
My flesh and bones were just keeping me
Confined and chained, but I am finally dead
My hands are strong
I have the brawn to destroy my mortal cage
I am more vicious than I ever have been
A beast from Hell
A ruthless force, the bearer of the flame
My eyes are black
I have a lust that's too strong to hold against
I shall bring slaughter and erase all the light
A beast to praise
To fear and awe, the bringer of the end
And while the netherworld is being ripped open wide
My human flesh is still keeping me
Between these walls, and I am eager to die
I am creating all these fantasies
With all those filthy claws reaching out
My dreams are dark and they are not my own
I hear the Devil call
He′s crying out for blood
His crimson eye is watching from the depths of the night
I am forsaken and my sanity's abandoned me
My hands are cold
I have a strength that′s beyond my fading flesh
I am becoming what I knew I would be
The beast of hate
The killers knife, the murderer of gods
Inside my head I am feeding my thoughts
And as the darkness falls I stand strong and proud
My serpent skin is still cold and sleek
I am sublime and I am ready to die
The evil one is watching from the depths of the dark
I am alone and driven by my murder fantasies
My thoughts are vile
I have an urge to destroy my human mold
I am becoming what I always have been
A beast so great
The stabbing knife, deliverer of death
My eyes turn black
I have a drive that's too strong to comprehend
I am the fallen one that conquers the night
A beast to praise
To fear and awe, I am the king of the damned
In loneliness I am ruling the world
And now my kingdom reaches so far and wide
My flesh and bones were just keeping me
Confined and chained, but I am finally dead
My hands are strong
I have the brawn to destroy my mortal cage
I am more vicious than I ever have been
A beast from Hell
A ruthless force, the bearer of the flame
My eyes are black
I have a lust that's too strong to hold against
I shall bring slaughter and erase all the light
A beast to praise
To fear and awe, the bringer of the end
Writer(s): Michael Jan Svanberg, Andreas Erik Vingback Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com