Video Anarchrist de Soulburn 2024 Metal Lyrics

Soulburn - Anarchrist Lyrics

Think not that by breaking bone
The flesh extents
Not nearly a truth is to be reached
My light erases light
And while your river freezes
As I speak these words
Pissing the mold from your crown
My third eye
As my cosmic jade
Shall blind my guidance
And lead me through two paths

One's below me
The other's inside
True inner glory
True inner peace does not ducking hide

Restructures of immense beliefs
Cuts godlike shapes into my mind
As Unversed prophets
Like miserable thieves
Steal sanity with fake born pride

Shun 'em!

It's not by father nor by son
Through death be born
Through death be gone
In the sea of the self I dive
And drown and yet never so awake

Blackening evermore
Hear heaven's gates roaring trembles
In their fearful foreverness
On my fearless flight
Oh fallen angel
My Anarchrist
There is only one above me
It is the self at rise

I scatter my dreams
Between the black doves of death
The birds of birth, decay and sorrow
And smeared on their wings
The black bile of my prophecy
Now they take flight
Heavily up in the skies, they fly