Harbinger (Chainsaw)

Have a guest around, at home He is not to take your soul His dark face is in the hood He'll suppress all lust in you Fear nothing if you sin It's not a judge, the one who speaks But forteaste of your ordeal The primal promise of hell In silence he cries Knows the abbys Knows how one Should live for the sky But his fate is like a three Growing somewhere in the wind What happens? It's time for a change But is there enough time? Hear his footsteps on the stairs Now's silence, nothing's loud I close my eyes - go off you monsters!!! I'm being torn to pieces, bleeding They sneer at my obedience I scream buried in my grave 'Cause for changes is too late In silence he cries Knows the abbys Knows how one Should live for the sky But his fate is like a three Growing somewhere in the wind Out of good and evil, we're not bound by any feelings Under a mask, inside a nacked soul In truth, we are still alone Still we suffer, yet we are here Fear grows when death is near 'Cause it's hard to live and die And still belong to humankind In silence he cries Knows the abbys Knows how one Should live for the sky But his fate is like a three Growing somewhere in the wind Between ground and air