When Hell Freezes Over Songtext
von Iskald

Oh, dark wicked mind
And revelations to thy nine worlds beyond
A lunacy from the core, heretic
And vain beliefs from thy mortal souls

I am thy savage god
The keeper of thine ideal of Ishtar
I conduct all your wishes and lusts
I am Mephisto himself

In a bed of roses and wine
Thou wilt shed your last tears in thine
And hell freezes finally over
Blood will be shed in twilight of October

I am thy savage god
The keeper of thine ideal of Ishtar
I conduct all your wishes and lusts
I am Mephisto himself


Of blizzard, winds and frost
An obsession of love and celebrated
Surreal will and wile of beast and fowl
Into thy lonely freezing pits of hell
Farewell, we′re afflicted by thy sacred beliefs
Thy spiritual flesh, high priest of hell
Declare war on savage and sorrow

I mourn as I drink the purified blood
Of savagery and labour in turns
Thy dismal sorrow lies imprisoned here
Oh, what a pity, what a horrible world

I am thy savage god
The keeper of thine ideal of Ishtar
I conduct all your wishes and lusts
I am Mephisto himself

All our lust and all our pain
Afflicted by thy will, we all were slain
Our glory, our tremendous feast
The dead defeat in the eyes of thy beast


"I am thy savage god
The keeper of thine ideal of Ishtar
I conduct all your wishes and lusts
I am Mephisto himself
I am Mephisto himself
I am Mephisto himself
I am Mephisto himself
I am Mephisto himself
I am Mephisto himself
I am Mephisto himself"

Time will celebrate
In a world of blister and torture
Where all life has decayed
And hell freezes over

I am thy savage god
The keeper of thine ideal of Ishtar
I conduct all your wishes and lusts
I am Satan himself

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