Daniel Tucker

Face yourself in
Burns with fortune.
Comes with the falling rain.
Peels down, racist game.

Death falls, blood pours.
Then we see lies pour, lies pour.
Come to the falling, life's near the end.
Life's end is guessing, for understand.

Feel that wetting, need to restrain.
Holding nothing, leather and string.
The killing comes first.
The killing comes first.

Letting the ending melt barren land
With that one thing can't understand.
Relive nothing waste my own time.
Accomplishing zero life passes by.

Face your fear.
Face it with blue skies, blue skies.
Living is misery, misery.

Chopped in half

Feel the blood spill from your mouth
With rotting ways comes destiny
Feel the soul taking over, bleed!

Chopped in half

Feel the blood spill from your mouth
With rotting ways comes destiny
Feel the soul taking over, bleed!

We're coming
Rotting in the wastes below

We're turned inside out
Beyond the darkness we arise
We're turned inside out
Beyond the fearless cries

We're turned inside out
Beyond the darkness we arise
We're turned inside out
Beyond the piercing cries

We're turned inside out

You've found once, live wise.
The taste to come, we'll go.
Lost right taking the face, the coming show.

Threatening skies.
Threatening skies.

I will fear rising forms more slow.
Live the spell, takes the coming spell forth.
Ravishing you all.
Ravishing you all.
Ravishing you all.

Threatening skies.
Threatening skies.

You've found once, live wise.
The taste to come, we'll go.
Lost right taking the face, the coming show.

Threatening skies.
Threatening skies.
Threatening skies.

Destiny, feel disgrace.
I'm the one that's fallen.
I'm the one in pain.
I'm the one that's going.
Forces decay in pain, by the light.

The suffer is cold.
There's colors
Searing his face.

Drifting through the sorrow.
The visions yet display.
It strips the soul completely empty.
Sirens rage in vain.

Drifting through the sadness.
Violence fills the sky.
Torturing, the voice rang out.
My servants they are blind, by the light.

Suffer is cold.
There's colors
Searing his face.
By the light.
By the light.
By the light.

We're dying
For our souls to learn
We're dying
For our souls to burn

We're dying
For our souls to learn
We're dying

With the dying

Rot in hell religious one
(Cold fate) the chosen son
Find the darkness kill the day
You said you'd never cease saying

We're the cause of death

Find the one kill the need
You're the one to make him bleed
Find the darkness little one
...

We're the cause of death

Rot in hell religious one
(Cold fate) the chosen son
Find the darkness kill the day
You said you'd never cease saying

With the darkness we arise
Your hell is denied
The powers below
Reality's here

With the darkness we arise
Your hell is denied
The powers below
Reality's here

The killing is a mean rots in the pain
Fight for the fear of rights
The time is set scream for the help [horror]
Fly thru the darkest nights
The peeling is the skin rotting the soul
Hailing for the chosen son
Mortality the pain fear for the living
Ravage the chosen one
The darkness falls beyond the grave
Blessed ground in which they save
Even though the time has passed
[Your soul is fucked in utter ...
Rotting souls in fear of desperately
Serpent souls in bowels on which to feed
.. is out for blood and parts
.. craves the blood we're feasting on
Help Me I'm in pain

Resign my brain.
Knows bored, minds cored.
Your fate has come rewound.
I thought the day I'd die you'd rule.

Rewind my sense.
Range choice of live expense.
Days come, nights fall.
Fix all mistakes, rule all.

When is locked in.
Set back within your realm of violence.
If you see anything, soon we'll rise.

Resign, my brain.
Knows bored, minds cored.
Your fate has come, rewound.
I said the day I'd rule you'd die.

Resign my friend.
Knows bored, minds cored.
Your fate has come rewound.
I said the day I'd rule you'd die.

Kill.
Fight 'til the death in a living hell.
Fight 'til the death, remove any wait.
Fight 'til the death in a living hell.
Fighting death.
Fight 'til the death in a living hell.
Fight 'til the death, remove any wait.
Fight 'til the death in a living hell.
Fighting death.
You play the loser.
Remain to live.
Live to the day.
Find the need.
Kill all.
Kill, raid, rot, and live to fight death.
We loathe thee to the death.
Loathe it's lies.
Fight 'til the death.
Live, we die.
Killing for the need.
Death we love.
It lies.

You are coming for
You're coming to
You're killing for me

Realise
The point is
The pain comes
The body fresh
You're killing for me
Kill for me
Kill for me
Because
Life isn't fair
Because
The chance

With sight
Souls are searching for
Outside
The pain can't be ignored

All around
Lives on the
Fight is yours
Terrorised cities lost
Your world
With the permanent thoughts of hate
With their lies
Die

Come on, don't do well
where I feed the living hearts
I got a torch to light
Feel these smelter fires burn
Chorus:
I don't care what they say !
I don't care ! I'll do what I want !
I am by your side
tell me you think what to do
No way, I don't fear
Slow down, follow in my grave
Repeat Chorus
Your ways, I despise
Go forth and get with your own kind
We've got fumes to behold
Setting, one size of fortune
Farewell to great friends
these will face the burning sun
tattoed shadows lifted
Fear not, like the burning plague !
Repeat chorus
Bright light the sear his face
Pitfalls twisted
Call me far from now
I survived through all this hell
I DON'T CARE !!!
DON'T CARE !!!!!
I really don't care !

Your grips fallen.
I'm fallen, we've fallen beyond.
Expired, we've acquired platonic disease.

No jury, your cause.
Speak laws afford the bigot.
Back load myself.
Lay down the sentence of never ending said.

Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.

No jury. The pain.
The chance wronged release pain.
The stakes torn, lives cross.
Deep waters, willing loss.

Download main site.
Lay down victims right.
The fuels burnt, worlds part.
Seems like a never ending vicious cycle of death, of death.

Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.

Now see, world dies.
Strips down the face of disguise.
No rules, my way.
My way of things to say.

Your pore boils, burnt sore.
Lift off the face of wood.

Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.

Fall, white light fell.
You fear, the point death sent.
Rise the dead's awake.

You, you like to find me in what's right.
Like to dream me in hell, dying.
We're back, we're back and for once more.
Like to come in To want gore.

Feel. I said rest. You're bad, forgive him.
Rising, rot the one that's lost.
Living out what's discard.
Debating over what is right.

You're feeding the guts, feeling the parts
Grinding the stone sentenced one.
Fall, white light fell.
You fear the point death sent.

Raid, raiding out the one that lost.
Living out the ones discard.
Debating over what is right.
Like to find me in what's right.

Final Thoughts

Sigh on to you just lost the blow
Sigh on to you
Sigh on to you My friend
Fell thoughts of soul's descend

Final Thoughts

Sigh on to you My friend
Might be is this the end
The pain hurts the fear inside
Kill be the weak to ride

Countdown to fossil down
Show Me the cancerous meltdown

Shallow graves in the architects of life

Final Thoughts

Sigh on to you My friend
Might be is this the end
Sigh on to you
Sigh on to you

Final Thoughts

Kill all.
Fight death.
Lesions fighting love.
Fight them all in a living hell.
Slowly rot and you die.
You fight death as you slowly realize.
Kill them all.
Fight death and slowly read in the love.
Fight them all, join me, slowly we rot.
Slowly we rot.

Dead to all.
Fighting as you slowly read in your love.
Fighting the sword.
The sword is your plow.
Dead to all.
Fighting as you're slowly rotting in hell.
Fight them all, join me, slowly we dwell.
Slowly we dwell.
Decharge.

Kill all, thy tainted
Withered soul
I, know

Vile is pussing, living it out
Slowly rotting and dying
You might definetly feel
The distorting of (all), (your) life
(The below is a real question mark)
Kill all who find death is not
(To be) slowly rotting out. ??

Furthermore join me
Slowly we rot..
Slowly we rot..

(This is also a question mark?)
Then the one who finds death
Is not (to be) slowly rotting out
Violently distorting
As his soul is leaking blood
Then the one will find the truth
Of slowly rotting out

Futhermore join me
Slowly we dwell..
Slowly we dwell..

To die......

Rot beneath below
Killing the chance to die... the rising of the dead
The pain denies the soul
Even after

The killing gently
Dissection of the light... the rotting of the soul
The pain realize the wounds
... lives

You light the soul
Killing ones they save... the rotting of the soul
Dying of the pain
Killing the soul

Killing send you to your grave

Dying soon the one they save
Tearing rid you of your limbs
Infection soon sets in
Peeling rid you of your skin... infection!

Coming soon the end of life
Die... cure you of infliction

You're rising
Cure you of the dead

You're dying
Live beyond the way
Falling thru the gates
Scavenge you
With the darkening light
Thru the falling going low
Thru the death of those
The dying...

We're dying
Healing of the one
Falling of the days
Charring in the sun

We're dying
Killing for the need
Violence of the ways
Slowly bleed
Killing for the need

Rising of the dead
The falling ways
The killing for the need
... darkened light

The rising of the dead
With the darkening light

Chopped in half

Feel the blood spill from your mouth
With rotting ways comes destiny
Feel the soul taking over, bleed!

Chopped in half

Feel the blood spill from your mouth
With rotting ways comes destiny
Feel the soul taking over, bleed!

After the battle is over
And the sand's drunken the blood
All what there remains
Is the bitterness of delusion

The immortality of the Gods
Sits at their side
As they leave the walls behind
To reach the jewels gleam

The days have come
When the steel will rule
And upon his head
A crown of gold

Your hand wields the might
The tyrant's the precursor
You carry the will
As the morning is near

I sing the ballads
Of victory and defeat
I hear the tales
Of frozen mystery

The new kingdoms rise
by the circle of the tyrants
In the land of darkness
the warrior, that was me
Grotesque glory
none will (ever) see them fall
And hunts and wars
are like everlasting shadows

Where the winds cannot reach
the tyrant's might was born
And often I look back
with tears in my eyes
Grotesque glory
none will (ever) see them fall
And hunts and wars
are like everlasting shadows