Vesen: From The Sickest Minds Lyrics

By a church twice in flames
At the arrival of midnight
Twelve times around the grave
Upon the tomb I chant your name...

Finkenhagen, Finkenhagen
Rise from the dead
Finkenhagen, Finkenhagen
Rise from the grave

Legends tell of the witching hour
Black magic - resurrection
Bring the priest back from hell
Chant the name of the mysterious

Finkenhagen, Finkenhagen
Rise from the dead
Finkenhagen, Finkenhagen
Rise from the grave

A legacy of nightmares
Frightening visions of the ruins
On the altar where lies were preached
Stands the priest, now as a ghost

- preaching death!

Finkenhagen, Finkenhagen
Raised from the dead
Finkenhagen, Finkenhagen
Raised from the grave

Attracted by the absence of my laughter
Kept close 'til I opened myself
Terrified by my fond affection
Driven away, leaving me alone

Shone upon by the mourning light
I found myself - lost and betrayed
No soft voice, no comfort for me
Solitude was all I could see

Playful youth, you passed me by
Shameful truth, I'm here to die
As my wrist cries for you
I wonder when I turned to dust

My reverence for you,
Denied my gentle touch
My last joy became my last sorrow
Burdened by my desire

Ever longed for, ever looked for
Found, but never embraced
Solitude is all I can see
Solitude is all I can see

Come and get it
I'll show you how it's done
Break your chains
I'll break your fucking bones

Keep on sucking
On the bones of rotting corpses
Lose your mind
Lose all sanity

Torso bitch - Satan's whore
Cry for more

(Slave to the odoeur of self-inflicted sexual harrassment)