Texty:
Entombed Morning Star

Listen, no one knows True evil never shows You cannot see it's face True evil travels without trace No, it never dies Always on the rise Evil, this good

And the everlasting flame Phosphorous, Lucifer Stand up, in praise of the morning star Phosphorous, Lucifer Say it, "Chief Rebel Angel" Phosphorous, Lucifer Stand up in praise of the morning star

This is my opinion These are my demands It is my new face It's where I stand This is not a lecture To increase your wealth And it's not a permit To only

Me and myself We're not one of you We have an alibi To always get through Me and myself My mentor and guide You're my tormentor Always by my side Not

Greed, it's really no mystery Where these people come from Is so fucking plain to see They fist-fuck the planet and smile And lick their fingers clean

Young man, atheist There's someone there you can't see in light Young man, naturalist Your eyes are heavy from sleepless nights Feed the conflict into