Bathory - Schizianity lyrics
[Bathory - Schizianity lyrics]
I'm but a shell, a frame of a man
I'm but a glimpse of
Whom I used to be, I'm no more life and lust
I'm only rich on time to
Spend venting my own spleen
I'm sick as hell
I am in desperate need of heeling
Need to feel salvation
Or I might as well embrace death
I could never stand a world
Of sin and fornication
The world is full of whores
All this filth and heresy
I am a tool of the Lord, I have eternal life
The will of God was executed through my deeds
The voice of God I heard
All filth and unclean I
Disintegrated to prepare Gods paradise
In this world i read the holy writings
I read Matthew's 18th chapter 7th, 8th, 9th
And I realised what had to be done
And that I just had so little time
The world is so full of sin
Blasphemy and sacrilege
For as I believe in him
I have eternal life after death
What have I done so wrong
Why have they put me in this
Place without no windows
I'm no more life and lust
I'm only rich on time to
Spend venting my own spleen
The world is so full of fools
Vagrant souls and lustful flesh
But as I believe in him
I have eternal life after death
I'm but a glimpse of
Whom I used to be, I'm no more life and lust
I'm only rich on time to
Spend venting my own spleen
I'm sick as hell
I am in desperate need of heeling
Need to feel salvation
Or I might as well embrace death
I could never stand a world
Of sin and fornication
The world is full of whores
All this filth and heresy
I am a tool of the Lord, I have eternal life
The will of God was executed through my deeds
The voice of God I heard
All filth and unclean I
Disintegrated to prepare Gods paradise
In this world i read the holy writings
I read Matthew's 18th chapter 7th, 8th, 9th
And I realised what had to be done
And that I just had so little time
The world is so full of sin
Blasphemy and sacrilege
For as I believe in him
I have eternal life after death
What have I done so wrong
Why have they put me in this
Place without no windows
I'm no more life and lust
I'm only rich on time to
Spend venting my own spleen
The world is so full of fools
Vagrant souls and lustful flesh
But as I believe in him
I have eternal life after death