Voidhanger Dark Days of the Soul 1. Dark Days of the Soul Weak and maimed, the face of tomorrow No light to come – the destiny foretold I spit, I vomit, I course and pray to the end As nothingness reigns in everlasting divine decay Dark days, dark days, dark days Dark days of the soul Dark days, dark days, dark days Dark days of the soul Is this addiction to bitterness A sickness or a cure? All hail emptiness – set as a general rule Dark days of the soul Dark days of the soul A death camp for positive thoughts Built by ardent faith in naught All hail the internal darkness That greedily all concepts of truth The greatest of terror’s, bleak and pale Hello nothingness, my old friend My confusion dies along with self Every fucking single day Dark days, dark days of the soul Dark days, dark days of the soul And as the wind of desolation blows Another pillar of the ego falls Dark days, dark days of the soul This is the face of reality The inert struggle for glory of fools Behold the sun of futility Devouring all concepts of truth Dark days, dark days of the soul Dark days, dark days of the soul And I will burn until nothing’s left And hurt myself to feel I’m not dead yet Dark days, dark days of the soul Day after day after day after day The darkness is growing without dismay I spit, I vomit, I curse and pray for the end But more dark days of the soul are waiting ahead 2. Death Wish Through the empty halls of joy And abandoned shrines of sanity Intoxicated with doubt, I wander again Night after night and day after day Death wish Shatter the soul Death wish Enter the void Forever to walk in darkness Scarred by the will to live The path of no return I crawl Longing for death, but never to fall The everlasting journey into the unknown Fire walk with me into cold arms of nowhere Confessions that mean nothing And thoughts that cut like razors Through the soft wrists of mental comfort And beautiful faces of universal truths Death wish…Curse the dawn Death wish…Shatter the soul Death wish…Faith reborn Death wish…Enter the void And fools will continue to talk And the sun of hope won’t shine Getting high on scorn, I stand alone And mock all life with a bitter smile Death wish…Curse the dawn Death wish…Shatter the soul Death wish…Faith reborn Death wish…Enter the void Death wish, death wish Death wish, death wish 3. Naprzód donikąd! Świt jak świt, pijany wstrętem Przedłużenie nocy naćpanej pustką Odejdzie jak przyszedł, bez ognia i trąb W ciszy upadku głośniejszej od bomb Lecz zanim odejdzie, spojrzę raz jeszcze Na truchło nadziei nieświadome swej śmierci I z namaszczeniem splunę w twarz jej wyblakłą Bądź pozdrowiona dziwko, teraz i zawsze Naprzód donikąd! W górę sztandar zwątpienia Posłuchaj pieśni agonii Plugawej przepowiedni Tysiąc łabędzich śpiewów Z gardła milczącej śmierci Nowy rodzaj piekła, asfaltowy ogrójec Tu patrzy na mnie bóg, oczyma ruin Naprzód donikąd! W górę sztandar zwątpienia Z nicością w oczach i gniewem na ustach Niech żyje zatracenie! Trująca gorycz bytu Esencja prawdziwej wiary Jutro będzie jak wczoraj Tylko bledsze, zimniejsze I nic się nie zmieni, koniec bez końca Panteon próżni płonący ogniem szaleństwa Nowy rodzaj piekła, asfaltowy ogrójec Tu patrzy na mnie bóg, oczyma ruin 4. High on Hate And here I Am, spitting on everything again Collecting wounds, colleting scars Always against the current, fueled by disgust Breathing darkness, inhaling chaos Cause I’m high on hate and I fuck the world And I won’t stop ‘till it all exist no more Cause I still breath, my scorn intensifies So if I’m dead tomorrow just kiss my ass goodnight Let the tensions grow and let them devour Every piece of safety in the world’s final hour Entertain me bitch, I want to see you drowned Back death catharsis, all hope is gone Too many words, too much of fucking everything Without a purpose, meaninglessness overload It’s return to old school misanthropy Outdated Satan in league with me High on hate High on hate High on hate It’s return to old school misanthropy High on hate High on hate High on hate Outdated Satan in league with me I’m high on hate and I fuck the world And I won’t stop ‘till it all exist no more Cause I still breath, my scorn intensifies So if I’m dead tomorrow just kiss my ass goodnight Cause I’m high on hate and I fuck the world And I won’t stop ‘till it all exist no more Cause I still breath, my scorn intensifies So if I’m dead tomorrow just kiss my ass goodnight 5. Man of Dark Secrets Scorned and tormented Born to suffer Weak and abused, always alone Caressed by winds of holocaust In a family scourged A true monster was born A reject, a freak Deranged and sick Developing his sickening passion A peeper, a creep Dead cunt maniac Started his morbid quest For satisfaction Putrid flesh lover Necrolust stronger than fear Corpse desecrator Rotten or fresh, he didn’t care Collector, puppeteer Waking his grotesque dolls Cold surgeon, mutilator He liked the dead and cold Chosen by death long before birth Raping the living was no longer enough Hated by fate, molested and raped Necrophile predator burning with lust Nocturnal terror Slave to his hunger Shaped by his past The man who loved the dead Chosen by death long before birth Raping the living was no longer enough Hated by fate, molested and raped Necrophile predator burning with lust Man of dark secrets Macabre son Driven by darkness In the shadow of life Putrid flesh lover Necrolust stronger than fear Corpse desecrator Rotten or fresh, he didn’t care Collector, puppeteer Waking his grotesque dolls Cold surgeon, mutilator He liked the dead and cold Man of dark secrets Macabre son Driven by darkness In the shadow of life 6. The Void Is Where the Heart Is Turned to stone, but not dead yet The heart still howls, cursed and wretched Behold the path of terror To where no glory awaits Paved with crumbs of life And shattered dreams of the end May Thanatos rule over all Against the flesh, against the soul Heading for internal hell Destroying inner peace To keep the great darkness awake Wound after wound, scar after scar Perdition doesn’t always come from afar A pocket size of hell Sickness born with life The void is where the heart is Until it fucking dies Another stab in the throat of sanity Another pinch of salt Sprinkled over the wounds But life goes on, raping stability Breaking bonds, until the coveted end A pocket size of hell Sickness born with life The void is where the heart is Until it fucking dies May Thanatos rule over all Against the flesh, against the soul Heading for internal hell Destroying inner peace To keep the great darkness awake Turned to stone, but not dead yet The heart still howls, cursed and wretched A pocket size of hell Sickness born with life The void is where the heart is Until it fucking dies 7. War Is Certain, Peace Is Not Vengeance ascends, come forth hatred The fire of intolerance never teases Behold the rise of another flame of terror As the number of opened eyes increases War is certain, peace is not Nothing to lose, fury unleashed Kill them all, no stepping back Let the slaughter begin Attack! Sealed with blood, hatred bound Whatever it takes now, total amok Your time is over, no one is innocent Forget the peace, justice must be done This is what you wanted What you were asking for In broad daylight Hate-driven cruelty enthroned Some things never change Waste no prayers for hope Do not forget Harmony never lasts long War is certain, peace is not Nothing to lose, fury unleashed Kill them all, no stepping back Let the slaughter begin Attack! 8. Hailing the Devil in Me It comes waves Preceded by sinister tranquility Times passes slowly As emotional bankruptcy goes on Finding myself mesmerized By the futility of all By the darkness inside Let it grow Let it wash away Everything I thought this life should be Let it flow Let it freeze to death Every hoping piece of me There is something divine In this numbness A grotesque communion With nothingness Burnout heart theology Wordless prayers for loss The driving face of death Pushing life forward Feeling home in decay Too late to seize the day I have to make things suffer To see is I still feel Burnout heart theology Wordless prayers for loss The driving face of death Pushing life forward Watching dying dogs Barking at dead trees Gazing into the abyss Hailing the devil in me Let it grow Let it wash away Everything I thought this life should be Let it flow Let it freeze to death Every hoping piece of me