The Accursed Lyrics
-SEASONS OF THE SCYTHE-
Welcome to my nightmares call, you steady your head and ill take
Control, you make me a god under your mind, make
me a profit of deaths design
You kill me once you kill me twice,
My hand controls the swinging life
You kill me once you kill me twice
These are the seasons of the scythe
The reaper mourns the loss of me, inside my head becomes diseased,
Inside my head my thoughts drop dead,
I feel the wrath of death instead.
You kill my once you kill me twice.
My hand controls the swinging life,
You kill me once you kill me twice,
These are the seasons of the scythe.
I hate the way I feel inside, I fear this hate I bring to life,
My mind explodes, from wondering why,
My only way out, is to die,
I feel this hate philosophy; inside the screams cease to be,
Through the flesh, the steel flies free,
Killing what's left of me.
I fear this hate philosophy, in time I'll cease to be,
You kill me once. You kill me again
These seasons haunt you until the end.
-SAWTOOTH SMILE-
In these black hopes I dispel the mist.
Enveloping darkness, my mind cannot exist,
In the pain that I feel when I'm martyred by pride, the scent of blood lingers on
As I tear up inside. Here I am again staring at the wall that started it all, believing
That my suicide will save me from the downward fall
You…fear...the dark…of the beginning
You burn up inside your self your sawtoothsmile rips through my heart
Defiles my vacant thoughts feels dead again.
The encryption on my soul is the addiction I can't control.
You…fear…the dark...of the beginning.
You burn up inside yourself your sawtoothsmile
rips thought my heart
Defiles my vacant thoughts feels dead again.
Where are my feelings for my mindless reasons?
Where are my feelings for this heartless treason?
This is only the beginning of the end, and now I'm trying to offend.
You…fear…the dark…of the beginning.
You burn up inside yourself your sawtoothsmile rips through my heart
Defiles my vacant thoughts feel dead again
Your sawtoothsmile kills me again.
-FIRE OF 1000 CRIES-
Inside I'm engulfed in flames,
Soul of fire screams out my name,
This dark that imprisons me,
My heart is still on broken dreams,
In this place I burn my skin,
In this curse, I feel the end,
These waves crash into me,
With memories of what will be,
I felt the fire of deisre,1000 times,
I bleed the worst of a fallen curse, of 1000 cries,
My desires, bleeding dark,
This fire, swallowing stars,
In this early world to be,
This pain is killing me,
When man becomes your god this time,
The flame will melt me from inside, from inside me.
Asphyxiate the fire, An abortion of desire,
Burning my ambitions, In my carnivore black encryptions
I feel I fought once before, This can not hurt me anymore,
The sun will set again, this will kill me, in...the....end,
1000 times, 1000 cries, 1000 times, fire of 1000 cries.
- THE RIDER -
Shadows falling and my mind departs,
beneath the dark of the fading black hearts,
venomous and bleeding again
through my pain what I feel is the end,
they took what's dear to me,
I gave them pain and made them bleed.
Raise up your swords,
and take up arms with me,
in this brethren land, to be free.
Raise up your swords,
cut down your enemy,
we'll water the fields with blood.
I ride against the crown,
I pull this martyr kingdom down,
one man out for death,
what I feel is my last breath,
I scale the wall, these cities fall,
their heads will roll, I'll kill them all.
Every man dies, not every man really lives,
for freedom.
Her Celtic sons, are English slaves
no more.
- COLD IS THE GRAVE -
Cold is the grave, in the darkness, as my
soul dies a slave, from the wound itself.
My heart is betrayed, by my hand my life is taken
this suicide has saved, me from all my hurt and pain.
I want to take my life,
from this world and change what I have done,
I want to take my life,
when my wrists and the razors collide.
Cold is the grave....Cold is my grave.
Until the end my name is sketched in stone,
I will bend in to this great unknown,
my feelings send, though I reap what I have sewn
my thoughts defend, the devils I have shown
I see the sun revel down from the sky
darkness won, blackened shadows swell up inside
it has begun, as the universe starts to collide
this day is done, as my feeble body dies.
Cold is the grave...Cold is my grave,
Lie in my grave.....Die in my grave.
- TO LIVE ON BORROWED TIME -
Desire, for your admiration.
Conspire, for the suffocation.
The smiles from the dead,
everything that has been said,
never waking from this dream,
never end my silent scream.
To live on borrowed time,
to die in these hands of mine,
To live in borrowed skin,
to die in mortal sin.
I can feel this pain inside,
every time my mind sets fire,
my soul tries to hard to hide,
every time I feel I die.
BURN...BURN...BURN...
BURN YOUR SOUL AND HEART TO ASH AND BURN!
- THE BLACK THRASH -
As I die I feel this time, it slips away,
standing forward on this frontline,
I fell back and tried to survive.
I let the crimson flow,
from my heart that grows too cold,
in my arms i feel this pressure,
as we push our souls together.
In the darkness I blind you,
I bleed from inside you,
this black thrash will confine you
as it kills from inside.
Befor this winter fades,
I've given up and you've
turned away,
Don't try to run, don't try to run,
don't try to hide, dont try to hide,
because it kills from inside.
This dark revalation, an epiphany,
my soul redemption, breath in for infinity,
don't try to run, don't try to run,
don't try to hide, don't try to hide,
because we kill from inside.
- WORLDS DIVIDE -
Twisted shadows on a bleak December dream,
dark nightmares are all the same to see,
winged demons tare my soul apart,
can you feel as my heart begins to start,
spitting sulfur on those who begin to pray,
losing faith and my thoughts fade away,
cover your face, turn, run and hide,
the end is near as the worlds divide.
Raising my hands to the sky,
cursing the gods for what they've done,
embellishing on their lies,
losing faith amidst the fight.
Beneath miles of sand and earth below,
buried dreams emit a crimson glow,
the boiling seas and blood red skies,
a rusted cage and wire entombed my eyes,
when i know that my time is close at hand,
maybe then I'll begin to understand,
hold on to the pain i feel inside,
and it begins, these worlds divide.
- MANIACAL MENACE (straight to hell) -
In the darker side of his soul,
these wounded hands wont heal.
Reality is just a dream away.
Maniacal menace,
to the world he hates so well.
Mathematical existence,
my life goes straight to hell.
I feel the hate that he brings,
I hate the feel that he feels,
I fear the extinction,
that he calls to deaf ears,
to populate his path,
bring the righteous to tears,
falling under his blade,
for all these years.
I gave birth, to the 20th century,
To the world he hates so well,
my life goes straight,
straight to hell...
- THE FINAL FAREWELL -
Never find, the forsaken.
When its me I lose my faith in,
looking for this dissection,
my souls been hiding,
from disease, and from the fight that's between my
darkened sight, and this dying endless night.
In this unholy hour,
I feel the dark start to rise.
At dusk consume the power,
foreshadowing dawns demise.
I am no longer and angel
in this city of sin.
Can you see through my reflection?
Do you feel my intentions?
Reaching through this cloudless sky,
and for my sins do I deserve to die,
from disease, from the fight that's between my
darkened sight, and dying of this endless night.
Faith in who's destinies fell.
This is my final farewell.
Waging sin on those who foretell.
This is my final farewell.
Welcome to my final farewell....
- AFTERMATH OF SORROW -
Long live the fighters!
In this desperate time of need,
all fall short,
of what this means to me.
When my mind starts to wander,
my thoughts leave me,
my heart is torn asunder,
Now.
All I need is this time I cannot find,
in this junction breed,
my soul cannot be blind.
My eyes turn with this sky,
my body starts to petrify,
a breath of hate alive,
my lungs scream for all time.
My body fades away,
my demons fly today,
on swift wings, my sanity is torn,
when darkness falls my soul is reborn.
Now my end is near,
death will arise,
to bring his torture here.
When his sword starts to swing,
bodies lie cold,
in the aftermath of screams.
Long live the fighters!
- ARMAGEDDON EULOGY -
On dark nights left alone
with dawn in fade
Dying angels fall from
heaven above
The putrid smell of Satan's hordes
Stampeding through the gates of dawn
Reminding me of their ageless curse
of endless destruction.
One by one the guards that fell were raised up to
the sky, on sharpened, poles, The stories told,
of angels that have died.
Embrace your death with open arms, yet another to
the stray, God has lost, and souls have been
tossed, and heaven shall burn this day.
Standing here as darkness falls and shadows are
all around, these demons fly, dead angels lie, all
heaven and earth are mine.
Wielding the sword of a dying seraphim
swinging amidst the fray
To reclaim the kingdom stolen long ago
Standing solemn in a river of blood
Until Armageddon comes again.
