Tyrannical
Rotting christMind owes the world
The perfect twin for your spatial globe
I am your parallel existence
The fate The wrong
The extremely forbidden thought
Wander just beside my face
Travel in my desired expanse
Detect the omen that are said
But still I search you
Still I hope in you
Roaming in a distinct space
Walk upon my errant's shades
Laugh upon my wretched race
But still I search you
Still I hope in you
Stride on the other space
Live on another sense
Melt on a different earth
But still feel you
As I left you
Running deep back in past time
Tangle into spatial time
Limit up my mental sign
But still I search you
When I face
Travel in my desired expanse
Detect the omen that are said
But still I search you
Still I hope in you
Roaming in a distinct space
Walk upon my errant's shades
Laugh upon my wretched race
But still I search you
Still I hope in:
...you... my parallel life
Ages back but still besides
Trapped in a spoiled spatial hollow
Break me down with your shining bright smile
When I'll find you I can't forgive you
When I'll find you I can't excuse you
When I'll find you I will beg you
And my life back I will claim from you
Mais ouvidas de Rotting christ
ver todas as músicas- Feast of the Grand Whore
- Ad Noctis
- Ἄπαγε Σατανά (Apage Satana)
- A Dynasty From The Ice
- Release Me
- देवदेवं (Devadevam)
- Serve In Heaven
- Daemons
- His Sleeping Majesty
- Gilgameš
- Noctis Era
- The Forest Of N'gai
- In Domine Sathana
- In Nomine Dei Nostri
- Rege Diabolicus
- You My Cross
- The Sons Of Hell
- Lok'tar Ogar
- Sorrowful Farewell
- Χ Ξ Σ (666)