Temple Of The Insects

The weapons are cheap here
For the C4 at heart
The semtex is right there
The past is gone before the future starts

Smile you're in between black sheets
Where you ethics cheat

Smile your tongue licks on spoiled meat
It's raw and sweet

Ride
Ride the blackest times
It will haunt your eyes

Ride the dark
This is the shade
That you idolize

A God with cotard's syndrome
The perfect lame imbecile
A spirit built from bones
Our history breed what the future kills

Shine you're sold on the wet streets
Where your conflicts meet

Shine your mind feast and night shrieks
A bloddy treat

Ride
Ride the blackest times
It will haunt your eyes

Ride the dark!
This is the shade
That you idolize

Smile you're in between black sheets

Smile your tongue licks on spoiled meat
It's raw and sweet

Torn from the rays of dawn
The spectrum's black for the shattered spawn
Crushed by the hammer's head
Watch our eyeballs rust and hopes turn dead

Ride
Ride the blackest times
It will haunt your eyes

Ride the dark!
This is the shade
That you idolize

As the churchman tries