Godt Komma Hjematt
Time has come for the god in blood
There is no life nor death
Only terror, the answers axe
Flesh for pain
Blood is the pleasure of soul
There was no Heiland
Never the fall of light
Awake! From the ashes of fall
Aware the symbol, ours bringer of light
Flesh for pain
Blood is the pleasure of soul
Close the portals of Eden
For I am your Heiland and angel
Satan they shouted my name
Follow eternally, children of space
Burning the stakes of the elder place
Where we fought to pray on the sign
From per
Lotto statystyki Rumours of War
I went out drinking with Thomas Paine
He said that all revolutions are not the same
They are as different as the cultures
That gave them birth
For no one idea
Can solve every problem on Earth
So don't expect it al to happen
In some prophesized political fashion
For people are different
And so are nations
You can borrow ideas
But you can't borrow situations
In Leningrad the people say
Perestroika can be explain this way
The people who told us
That two and two is ten
Are now trying to tell us
That two and two is five
We're living in a North Sea Bubble
We're trying to spend our way out of trouble
You keep buying these things but you don't need them
But as long as you're comfortable it feels like freedom
My American friends don't know what to do
But they'll wait a long time for a Beverley Hills coup
War! What is it good for
It's good fo business