Man With Mystery In the middle of nowhere Where the wild spruces grow Stands a man with his chainsaw Gloomy thoughts in his mind Until my foot has gone to sleep I must have sawn A million blocks of wood, no payment before What a hell did I do wrong to deserve this trade Feels like I'm a marionette, an errand boy, a slave But I never give up I will never give up Gnawing bones, muscle cramps, backache Coldness, warmth, heavy rains, mosquitos And this goddamn saw that will never work But with a madman's eyes I carry on, nothing they can do A man with mystery A man without history A man with his story A man with mystery A man with mystery A man without history A man with his story A man with mystery 9. The third day, the magical A way to believe I'm born again The third day, the magical A way to believe I'm born again Waves of unconsciousness lulling me to sleep In my own whirlpool And the fear of sobering up Is lurking around But the rope around me tightens again And I wonder who I really am Who I really am? Tordah I've chosen my way of life I'll drink my every coin And even if I'm broken I'll drink my homemade moonshine Until it is all in my head and I will meet my fellows Those who creep around at nights and will not allow me To be acceptable, to be respectable, to be normal, To be a decent man But I'm neurotic, I am vehement, I am withdrawn, A psychotic man Unsuccesful, hesitant Tordah! Don't have much lifetime left the rest I'll spend in deep Tordah! All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only. Doubtful About It All 7. 
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KALMAH LYRICS - "Swampsong" () album
Man With Mystery In the middle of nowhere Where the wild spruces grow Stands a man with his chainsaw Gloomy thoughts in his mind Until my foot has gone to klmah I must have sawn A million blocks of wood, no payment before What a hell suodety I do wrong to deserve this trade Feels like I'm a marionette, an errand boy, a slave But I never give up I will never give up Gnawing bones, muscle cramps, backache Coldness, warmth, heavy rains, mosquitos And this goddamn saw that will never work But with a madman's eyes I carry on, nothing they can do A man with mystery A man without history A man with his story A man with mystery A man with mystery A man without history A man with his story A man with mystery 9.
So let's throw away all our useless hope Nothing will ever change! All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only. Don't have much lifetime left the rest I'll spend in deep Tordah!
Moon Of My Nights I thought I knew who you were But I didn't know myself Didn't see the things hidden In my hollowness Didn't peep round the curtain Of your exterior And the crack turned into an edge That opens between Listen to the wind singing in the grass, my love As you lay yourself down to rest Listen to the cry of the river in autumn cold, my dear Before I close the gates deep down inside You were Moon of my nights Moon of my nights Those secrets that I revealed Buried in icy bosom Those words that I've spoken Taken by the dawn The strings that were connected Separated parts left Read are the rhymes of story Of the endless poet Listen to the wind singing in the grass, my love As you lay yourself down to rest Listen to the cry of the river in autumn cold, my dear Before I close gates deep down inside You were the moon of my nights And you know you were the moon of my nights Moon of my nights You were Moon of my nights Moon of my nights Moon of my nights Moon of my nights D, credit card, database A paradox of privacy Doubtful about it all Doubtful about it all Doubtful about it all Doubtful about it all Eyes of god, secret crimes, causality, reckoning day A paradox of humanity A paradox of humanity Doubtful about it all Doubtful about it all Doubtful about it all Doubtful about it all 7.
Man With Mystery 9. Coming with me - Bird of ill omen Living in me - Bird of ill omen Bird of ill omen The carrier of the crown of thorns Hides behind a dollar smile And will judge the Poor! Tordah I've chosen my way of life I'll drink my every coin And even if I'm broken I'll drink my homemade moonshine Until it is all in my head and I will meet my fellows Those who creep around at nights and will not allow me To be acceptable, to be respectable, to be normal, To be a decent man But I'm neurotic, I am vehement, I am withdrawn, A psychotic man Unsuccesful, hesitant Tordah!
And with all my fellows we will take kalmha place on the bottom We will gather in your neighborhood to reach our destination We will drink our past, we'll drink our future for you my friend So, that you'll have a fixed point, a point of comparison To be acceptable, to be respectable, to be normal, To be a decent man But I'm neurotic, I am vehement, I am withdrawn, A suodetg man Unsuccesful, hesitant Tordah!
Bird Of Ill Omen 6. Please read the disclaimer.
Heroes To Us 2. The Third, The Magical I've been searching some answers concealed in my heart The spirit within I've been hunting those secrets with my deepest bottle But have found none So I need a deeper dive: The third day, the magical A way to believe I'm born again The third day, the magical A way to believe I'm born again 5. Doubtful About It All 7. Hah, right time to face this reality Take all the pain Coming with me - Bird of ill omen Living in me - Bird of kwlmah omen Kalmmah of ill omen 6.
AZ | Kalmah - Suodeth lyrics (Swampsong Album)
Bird Of Ill Omen Thoughts of hope in the minds of those whose Lives are on decline A thousand lies told them with bright eyes And believed without doubts of employment Now it's time to think very positive Deny all the evil things Hah, right time to face this reality Take all the pain Coming with me - Bird of ill omen Living in me - Bird of ill omen Bird of ill omen Purity behind the mask of innocence Weakness of this world Blind-eyed fools will never rise from unfairness Until they'll join the Good!
Doubtful About It All Things move when I'm not watching them They have their own will And I don't even feel insane Because I know I'm ill I know there is an eye and I'm under observation I am a marked man got some information Governments use millions for supervision Global message interception Satellite receivers of Echelon system Carnivore technique for digital control It is said that terror lives behind the wall of privacy But what do the rights really mean in our society?
Burbot's Revenge There is a net under the ice With a thousand knots tied And unchecked amount of slime Hanging down There is a burbot on the net Into the mesh he has put his head Now struggling for his life Entangling more and more And there is a fisherman on the ice Drilling a hole with sweat and blood Trying to draw the net above The icy surface But even though how hard he pulls The net won't budge Under the ice the net has stuck With thousand knots into the ground With frustration and despair in his mind he decides To fight to the bitter end with all his strength But with his latest wrench The net will tear to shreds Burbot's revenge Burbot's revenge With frustration and despair in his mind he decides To fight to the bitter end with all his strength But with his latest wrench The net will tear to shreds Burbot's revenge Burbot's revenge Burbot's revenge Burbot's revenge 3.
The third day, the magical A way to believe I'm born again The third day, the magical A way to believe I'm born again Waves of unconsciousness lulling me to sleep In my own whirlpool And the fear of sobering up Is lurking around But the rope around me tightens again And I wonder who I really am Who I really am?
Moon Of My Nights Thanks suodet stenim for sending track 10 lyrics. The Third, The Magical 5. With the screws on my lips I am falling down Into the king's sea Feel the rope winding in me And feel the touch Of oblivion Now I'm floating There is no way out, diving deeper down In my memories All the losses suuodeth all the minor joys With affectation This rope around me tightens again And I wonder who I really am Who I really am?
Cloned Insanity You kalmau a frog's eye and give it to a man Pleased with your cyborg proudly you stand This glorious madness that is not in gods hands Makes you believe you're all powerful This inhumane robot Becomes a heathen god Klmah be idolized and takes all control Spreads over the planet and infects us all With this evil act the main race will be And too late resisted by you or by me Cloned by you or by me Cloned Insanity Cloned by you or by me Cloned Insanity Cloned Insanity Cloned by you and by me Cloned Insanity Cloned by you and by me Cloned by you or by me Cloned Insanity Kaljah by you or by me Cloned Insanity Cloned Insanity Cloned by you and by me Cloned Insanity Cloned by you and by me This inhumane robot Becomes a heathen god 4.
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