Slaughtersun (Crown Of The Triarchy) lyrics

Black - Void
Culmination point
Where solar sons decline
Deserting thrones of stellar winds
divine
Dusk - Dawn
Twilight aureates
Balance breeds hostility
Contentation will throw wide its gate
Hunt - Slay
Dedicated rape
Internal revelries errupt
Fornicating violence spreads its drape
Mind - Soul
The universe reflects
Blackness absolution aches
Second sight the spirit now awakes

Hey, girl, whatcha doin' down there?
Dancin' alone every night
While I live right above you?
I can hear your music playing.
I can feel your body swaying.
One floor below me,
You don't even know me,
I love you.
Oh, my darling,
Knock three times
On the ceiling if you want me.
Mmm-hmm, twice on the pipe
If the answer is no.
Oh my sweetness,
Means you'll meet me

I'm coming home. I've done my time.
Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine.
If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free,
Then you'll know just what to do if you still want me,

If you still want me,
Oh, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree.
It's been three long years.
Do you still want me?
(Still want me?)
If I don't see a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree,

Originally performed by Infernal Majesty
Incantations, spoken at the stroke of midnight,
exhume their bodies from their timeless slumber
Soulless participants in this unholy ritual,
the dead crawl from their earthen prisons
Bodies decayed beyond recognition, they amass,
prepare nightmares from the darkest recess of your imagination
Tormented by lusty unquenchable thirst for blood

The stars won't come out
If they know that you're about
Cause they couldn't match the glow of your eyes
And, oh, who am I?
Just an ordinary guy
Trying hard to win me first prize
Oh my Candida
We could make it together
The further from here girl the better
Where the air is fresh and clean
Oh my Candida
Just take my hand and I'll lead ya
I promise that life will be sweeter

And suffocate the light in me
Throw the stones that kill the truth
Deception must be absolute
Rape the mind that will not die
Its sharpest throes must multiply
Dementia unresisted
Psychosis of the mind
Generation X termination
The blind leading the blind
Towards the ends of the earth
Sweet cyanide seduction
Grown numb from the poison
That guides mankind beyond all
hopes of rebirth

Tonight I'm yours,
And you are mine, now.
But is it love,
Or just summertime, now?
Ooh, the time is right,
Come hold me tight.
Let's grab onto the love that we can borrow.
And let's not hang each other up,
With words that we'll forget about tomorrow.
'Cause the things we write in the summer sand,
The "I love you"'s and the future plans,
Disappear, slip right through your hand,