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- May 20, 2006
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- 35
The client is always wrong!
Always so demanding, but never understanding
They come when you're least prepared
When your guard is down
An accusing voice is sung
Shrieking and screaming, so that your ears bleed
A tone that pushes you down to your knees
You know that it's not your fault
Yet you stand there taking the blame
Forgetting yourself and becoming as dead
You feel the anger but keep it at bay
Although you certainly want to, you keep still
For no better would you be
But think to yourself, what a sad person
So just play along and remember in your heart
That the client is always wrong!
Life marches on
Life marches on
Without a single regret
Ignoring your pain
You're in for the blame
No money or fame
Life marches on
No sweet heaven life is
Your scars of combat is a sure reminder
All that writing
All that fighting
But where the fuck is
Your money and fame
Life marches on
The blade cuts your arm
Too much pain life was for you
The blood is running
But does life give a fuck
Perhaps in hell you'll find your money and fame
Lords of War
Fragments of grenades cuts your face
Mortars soars above your head
The bullets make a lovely rain
It's fucking war
The AK-47 is firing in your hand
Its' glorious sound rings in your ears
The sound of victory
Damn you feeble enemies
You cannot stand against our might
We wielders of black shall reign supreme
We are gods of the battlefield
We are the knights of doom
Hail to us the Lords of War
Fear our name
Thus you stand beneath my foot
Defeated by an invincible force
Slowly I press my foot and crush you
Victory is ours hail to us
Ragnarok
Ice and Fire, ancient rivals
Existent from the black past
Fire is the life and ice is death
One consumes, while the other endures
The dark winds are blowing
Hear the judgment horn sounding
Fimbulwinter is now
To battle we must ride
The giants marches forth
The Aesirs emerges too
Fenris devours the moon, Jörmungandr slays Thor
Our time is ended
Ragnarok is here
Time to die
Ice is my soul
Goddess of icy storms
My queen of raging cold
Embrace my weak flesh
Kill my warmth within
Grant me undeath
Let us love forever
I care not for fire
Ice is my soul
Life is false
Only in death will I truly live
Thus grant me your love
Your servant I shall ever be
At last you have chosen me
Eternally I swear to love thee
My goddess of ice
I love thee forever in death
Always so demanding, but never understanding
They come when you're least prepared
When your guard is down
An accusing voice is sung
Shrieking and screaming, so that your ears bleed
A tone that pushes you down to your knees
You know that it's not your fault
Yet you stand there taking the blame
Forgetting yourself and becoming as dead
You feel the anger but keep it at bay
Although you certainly want to, you keep still
For no better would you be
But think to yourself, what a sad person
So just play along and remember in your heart
That the client is always wrong!
Life marches on
Life marches on
Without a single regret
Ignoring your pain
You're in for the blame
No money or fame
Life marches on
No sweet heaven life is
Your scars of combat is a sure reminder
All that writing
All that fighting
But where the fuck is
Your money and fame
Life marches on
The blade cuts your arm
Too much pain life was for you
The blood is running
But does life give a fuck
Perhaps in hell you'll find your money and fame
Lords of War
Fragments of grenades cuts your face
Mortars soars above your head
The bullets make a lovely rain
It's fucking war
The AK-47 is firing in your hand
Its' glorious sound rings in your ears
The sound of victory
Damn you feeble enemies
You cannot stand against our might
We wielders of black shall reign supreme
We are gods of the battlefield
We are the knights of doom
Hail to us the Lords of War
Fear our name
Thus you stand beneath my foot
Defeated by an invincible force
Slowly I press my foot and crush you
Victory is ours hail to us
Ragnarok
Ice and Fire, ancient rivals
Existent from the black past
Fire is the life and ice is death
One consumes, while the other endures
The dark winds are blowing
Hear the judgment horn sounding
Fimbulwinter is now
To battle we must ride
The giants marches forth
The Aesirs emerges too
Fenris devours the moon, Jörmungandr slays Thor
Our time is ended
Ragnarok is here
Time to die
Ice is my soul
Goddess of icy storms
My queen of raging cold
Embrace my weak flesh
Kill my warmth within
Grant me undeath
Let us love forever
I care not for fire
Ice is my soul
Life is false
Only in death will I truly live
Thus grant me your love
Your servant I shall ever be
At last you have chosen me
Eternally I swear to love thee
My goddess of ice
I love thee forever in death
