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...Under The Moonlight
06:09
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Wandering in the swamps under the moonlight,
I see the stars light up in the sky.
One by one - Eyes of emptiness,
Flicker in darkness Like frozen tears.
Cold water surface,Reflecting the sky,
Is disturbedBy the breath of the wind.
Under the mourning moonlight, Ripples sparkle,
Covered with a glare of stars Taking away the warmth of the passing day, the fog is smoothly drifting over cooled ground cold stones as a downy carpet, covering swamps with grey blanket. The fire flared up in the forest afar.
One by one along the starry sky witches as shadows flock together to it.
To twirl in diabolical dance under the moon. To hold orgies on the wet grass under the cover of fog stunning the forest.
The horned master, frozen in dark, takes their souls
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Somewhere Without Time
04:31
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Behind the wall of bleak reality
Kingdom of dreams opened its gates
Calling to go through the subtle edge
Devidided the reality from sleep.
Crossing this edge everyone can reach incredible pitch, Unfamiliar to mortal life
Drowning into abstraction of dreams
Endued with the great magic power
There is no time and life is endless in it
Pain is like a dreadful fairy myth
And those, who died in reality
Appear there among living
And dreams as water some flow away,
Leaving a phantom trace in memory
Others find theirselves in the storage of dreams
To be recalled untill the end of time
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Rites Of Contempt
05:27
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Сarving up the symbols on my skin
Сut the flesh by blunt knife.
Jetting my demons get out of body.
For those who bring the life.
Thirst to drink own blood
Taste pain from the inside
My flesh is my drug
Mighty addiction
Scars on the temple of the soul
Worship of the gods in my guise
Suffering flesh will disappear But my spirit is endless
Cut the flesh
Make more scars
Pain is the only way of truth
Don't lie
To yourself
Show me your death
Give the proof
Mutilation acts
Rites of contempt
For mankind.
Sacrifice for Nothing.
Cult of inner demons,
Who want get out,
Through the deep wounds.
Together with blood.
Fill the world the spirit
Contempt and disgust.
Through pain and wounds
Unleash the raging demons
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Wisdom Of Old Forest
04:05
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Passing through the forests darkness
where spirits empower.
Soak up all the wisdom of many years
which this forest keeps in its heart.
At the living nature altar
I stand over opened book
To learn the mass of elder knowledge,
that strengt of mind will become firmer that granite.
And this old forest is the gates to another dimension.
Here I met the end of my such a long way.
Awoken by the rays of the morning star from astral dreams,
the Son of young benevolent dawn will give power.
The gates to the distant world
will open to me
the light of the Lucifire
will show me the way
to the labyrinth of universe.
I sacrifice my soul in the name of Satan
and leave my painful flesh to hungry creatures to eat.
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Under the crowns of mighty trees, where the light has never shone. I aquired the solitude that I have been looking for so long. There's no hypocrisy, no false, no lies here. Time has stopped here long ago. Taken a gasp of fresh air, the soul has relieved from nagging wounds. I released demons that have been tearing my flesh for all these years to the Master. There is no us annymore, now I'm on my own. As the wind walking among the tombs. Under the staring moon, on the Black Dragon I fly away Into the reigns of destiny through cosmic cold into different spaces shrouded in mistery. What does great abyss with enuberable stars and distant planets hide from mortals? Where does soul disappear after death? And what will happen to those who doesn't have it?
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Alone in still darkness, in dominion of eternal silence and noway to runaway. Stepping across marble and canvas with naked feet, experiencing pain, to paint this hell with cold hand. Dank crypt - the last shelter for the wanderer that lost in hollow. Not obtaining calmness, inquiring of meaning of life to find answers on an empty canvas. But the canvas, white as mountain top, is mute, and calls to plunge back into the hollow. To walk the Milky Way to the edge of eternity to approach with naked feet the canvas again. The cold hand cant't hold the brush anymore, no sense to wait for such a ignificant answer. Passed the never-ending circle, to freeze as monument in the squall of icy wind.
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Tissues Of The Shadows
05:11
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Gray shadows and smoke Takes souls into nuclear hell No one ever saves. Your god is killed and crucified. Icons and saint shit have disappeared In the fire and ruins of churches. Let us pray to the Death. Her smell is stronger and stronger Tissues of the shadows Dancing on the wall. Mind groans in torments and tears to shreds. Shivering with the damned cold. The sky fell to the ground With Fire and bloody rain. Outrageous death of a mankind All what lives - it burns or rot. Everything burns and groans Chaos and panic around World drowning in fire. All mired in the hands of torture.
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