Silent Night, Dead Night

Broken scythe of death... It no longer slays.
All of you can slay yourselves n' others.
Daylight turns into dark, evil sees the fright.
Welcome to the eternal night.

Sore of soul is more, it proceeds from the core.
War! War!
Sanity is insanity, fuckin' love's abnormality,
Beauty is deformity, mortality.

Nightfall: silent murderer goes for you to unleash anger.
Deadfall: you will be killed in the place you've never seen.
Chokehold: breath calms down from the chains around your throat.
Blindfold: along shards you flee. It's death world n' you're in it.

You are called by night, your body to the dead
Six, six, six feet under.
And devouring sand, you dig up your grave with mangled, gory fingers.
...Murderers.

In darkness of the eyes you see the field of red light, shining bright.
Ashen light of the moon reflects hate of the night (bleeding night).
Push yourself to destroy, take with evil the knife, striving to life.
Dead death decays, everyone prevails... that to take its bloody place.
A glance to a face of a foe, it reveals the sick desire to slay.
You would like to mortify, but... you're... a prey. Obey or prepare to fight.
Don't pray to thy god to help you tonight, cuz hell is set in thy sky.

Yeah! No survived in the eternal night. Oh fuck!
The victims of the murders lie in blood.
Hey, what a hell did you start the war? ...Suck!

On the eve of death you're alive. It is a hint it could be so now.
Swiftly you died, it is motherfucking right. It no longer war