Strangeways - A Song to Remember

Now...
Imagine me naked,
Is it easier now for you when I spit on your face?
You can imagine me nekro,
While you still got the chance.

Atrocities turned beauty,
Machines of torture turned art,
Hands raised to the heavens,
Oh sing praise the lord of rot.

Now...
Imagine yourself breathless,
Amongst the shadows in the deep,
Its not music for the masses,
Just an irony I keep.

I’m not considering myself a prophet
Yet humanity must end,
It’s hard to sum it all up in poetry,
All that is roaming in my head.

Storming on the road,
Come back from the other side.
For once I wish to see the entity behind the voice,
Yet I weather when I’m calm, oh for the emptiness of god,
strangeways here we come.

But know, that I am many,
The fittest in body and soul.
Now admit your final wish is,
To imagine me naked after all.

Storming on the road,
Come back from the other side.
For once I wish to see the entity behind the voice,
Yet I weather when I’m calm, oh for the emptiness of god,
Strangeways here we come.