Running Through The Woods

I seeked the prey for my Hunting heart
Not knowing I welcomed the bringer of pain
Feeds! With my Heart
Feeded it grins and endless running begins!
Deep, into the woods
Till i've found the flower of hate.

"What is this inside my head, is it love or the thousand beasts?"
"These are the flowers in you and the butterflies bring you joy"
"It are the thousand beasts, they use you and disappear."

"Confused as I am, i'll make no mistake"
"Exactly! Give in to me, i'll make of you a god of lust"
"A god of lust is an animal trapped, just a whore for the pigs."

"I prefer a loveless live, clean my of heart of vicious deeds!"
"Bastard! You think you're wise, the thousand beasts hunt you down"
"Run deep into the woods, search for the flower of hate
Go now! Before it's to late, cover your ears and eyes
Run! Before the beasts turn loose
And pick the flower of hate!"

Then love did arise, spreading her claws
Gripping my heart and ripping it apart
Desire full pain as rats in my veins.

Running deep, trough the woods
Haunted by, the thousand beasts
Their breath, whisper in my ear
Of the thousand pains, I have to bear.

"Wealth and pleasure color the world
But you chose pain and sorrow
Hear with grief and see in horror
The consequences of your choice
Cry! Scream! We're after you!
Cry! Scream! We'll hunt you down!"

"Stop whispering into my ear."

Flower of hate where are thee give me strength and give me faith
I long for recent full strength, flower of hate now show thee.

I am hunter of the thousand beasts, recent full is my wrath
A priest in the ordain of hate
Love is my only sin
I am made by the pain
Love caused to me
I shall kill the thousand beasts
I know no mercy!

I am made by the pain of love.