Blackout for several days
I feel them, I can hear them, they're always here...
Watching, cackling
They are my burden, the weight I bear
Into the burning hells
To the master
In my heart they're hiding
I hear them when I'm wake
I feel them when I'm lonely
My fellows from beyond
Reality is fading
They're turning everything to nothingness
Sometimes when I'm staring out the window
Everything turns monochrome
Sometimes when I'm staring at a mirror
This is not me
The horrors I see
Behind my eyes
The shadows cast in me
Everything died
I know this couldn't be
There's nothing real
It's not a dream
But this is not true
Sometimes I dream of her
She is untouchable
Sometimes I dream of her
She isn't real and won't ever be
Into the burning hells
She is my mistress
Smirched by the semen of many
Goddess take my flesh
Smirched by the semen of many
Goddess take me deep
supported by 5 fans who also own “Smirched By The Semen Of Many”
Hour of Penance once again skillfully combine incredible speed and uncompromising brutality with great songwriting and their signature atmosphere.
There are no break-downs or slow songs here - just catchy riffs, high speed drums and awesome leads and solos! v.v
supported by 4 fans who also own “Smirched By The Semen Of Many”
The idea of an album with lyrical themes based on a bad genre name pun sounds like it wouldn't be that good. Thankfully, these guys are really talented. honeycombguy