Album: Slaughtersun (Crown Of The Triarchy)

The Stalker's Blessing

An easy target for the soulassassin
The soulless, remorseless, everlasting
Hunting for the next tender pray
Leaving dead the soul it rapes
Drained of hope, drained of life
Searching for the reason of light's demise
Seeking a reason to live on
Now when lifelust is all gone
Face to face with my own death
Reflecting fear on my very breath
Chanting the relief in dying
In which I'm not denying
Pointing its finger at my misery
Mocking my destiny
Selling the easy way out
Beyond all questionable doubt
Another victim for the soulassassin?
The soulless, coldblooded, everlasting
Am I the next tender pray?
I won't let my soul be raped!
I am no longer weak
My soul grows stronger
Now I'm the coldblooded
And with hate I'm flooded
I am no longer weak
Now I'm remorseless
The strongest and soulless
Reaping has begun!
No mercy as I strike down and crush the world!