Soaked in Darkest Lights
Deep in his Soul - His Shallow Grave
In the Deepest of His Inner
A World of Immortal Arts
As the Cold Midnight Winds captured his Sullen Spirit
He still Lay there in his Dominion of Dreams
His Wings was Covered by Snow
Deep in his Soul - The Wind Blew
By the riddle and Wisdom
A Hunt for Nocturnal Grace
Souls were Heading towards Death
Death was Heading towards Life
Life was in the Coffin of the Crypts
The Crypts of Blackheim - The Only One
The Mercy is for the Wisdom and the Slayer is our Reward
No Time to Dread by as we shall be Unborn
With Thirst for the Blood of the Sacred One
Three Years of Yearning for Purest Cold Flesh
Amongst the Wolves He's the Kingly Beast
A Hunt in the Forest of Elder's Dark Myths
"...A Dominion for Blackheim... No Mortals to Enter... No Enter.."
The Lightning in the Skies
The Sign of his Elder Past(Oten-gleeden-glotten-glowden)
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy.
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis.
You know it's kind of hard just to get along today.
Our subject isn't cool but he fakes it anyway.
He may not have a clue, and he may not have style,
But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial.
So don't debate, play it straight.
You know he really doesn't get it anyway.
Gotta play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate,
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake.
The world needs wannabes,
So hey, hey do that brand new thing.
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly (for a white guy).
He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice,
But they didn't have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice.
Now cruising in his Pinto he sees homies as he pass,
But if he looks twice they're gonna kick his lily ass.
So don't debate, play it straight.
You know he really doesn't get it anyway.
Gotta play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate,
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake.
The world loves wannabes,
So hey, hey do that brand new thing.
Now he's getting a tattoo, yeah, he's gettin' ink done.
He asked for a "13" but they drew a "31."
Friends say he's trying too hard and he's not quite hip,
But in his own mind, he's the, he's the dopest trip.
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh!
uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis.
So don't debate