Mortiis - Antimental

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The marshland that is down and deep,
Holds me tight it s clutching me.
Like black cold chains forever,
Dragging me towards hell s misery.

The things that I ve seen with Your eyes.
The things that You choose not to see.
Have scorched me like ten thousand burning years.
In a purgatory.

Is this Damnation?

Is it in my mind or is it something I don t know.
Something that I should control,
I ve got to find,
Find the machine.
That makes me want to be me.

Cannot face another mirror,
Cannot face another truth.
I ve got to find,
Find some new eyes,
I ve got to find a substitute.

My omnipresence this is me.
My weapon against your dynasty.

I ve got to stop existing mentally,
In places that i do not want to be.
I hvae to move away,
From thoughts terrible and gray.
It will not let me go,
is this Damnation?

My Omnipresence this is me.
My friend, turns into an enemy.

Must control, I must control the evil daemon.
Antimental!

Inne utwory

  • The silver sea
  • Broken skin
  • Mental maelstrom
  • Thoughts of the old tower
  • Reisene til grotter og odemarker
  • Le petit cochon sordide
  • Monolith
  • En mork horisont
  • Destroyer of gods
  • Maker of gods
  • Descending spirits
  • The lonliest things
  • You put a hex on me
  • The voice of the labyrinth
  • Losowe utwory

    Learning how to hate

    Rubber band, you re like a rubber band-
    You keep on snapping back at me,
    so this is jealousy.
    Hollow vase, you are a hollow vase,
    and when you talk to yourself
    you hear an answer back.
    What type of world are you living in?
    What type of sweet thing

    Breathe

    Two men
    They started walking
    Started talking bout better days
    One says to the other
    We do it all again
    Seems I knew I would
    And now I found it
    Found I got it
    I didn t want this
    Somebody help...

    Alone

    Not gonna, don t wanna, never gonna, don t wanna, wanna end up alone
    Not gonna, never gonna, don t, don t wanna, wanna end up alone

    I need to sit back and pick out, it s about the way I m making
    you feel

    In front of me

    It s hard to breathe, from underneath
    Smothering in all your heat
    It s hard to take, It s tough to break
    So I don t make the same mistakes

    The same mistake, (4x)

    Out in the yard is where I play,

    Guardian angel

    I m the messenger of the Beast,
    I m the legate I mediate,
    the demon, the holy light of summer,
    the planetary ghost,
    the seal of Salomon, Holy Guardian,
    the number of the sun.

    Whorship me with blood and with fire,
    Adore...

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