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Believer
05:09
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Cold wrath burns the soul,
A fire breaks out in an icedesert.
Reality is just a blink,
As life no what you think.
An only path,
Believer.
A one truth,
Death.
Decisions - only,
Consequence of endless fear.
Not chosen by anyone,
Humans don't be needed near.
But there is true and faith...
An only path,
Believer.
A one truth,
Death.
DEATH!
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2. |
Call Of The Fullmoon
05:57
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Eternal fog over damp forests
Darkness showered with sparks of stars
Birches in the night turn white with trunks
Winding stream by forest braid.
Call of the fullmoon!
The body overcast by fur.
Wolfish howl so loud!
Going to the bloody deed...
In the ravines, old bones turn white,
Marked by sharp teeth.
Travelers here are uninvited guests
Meat for cannibals-wolves.
Call of the fullmoon!
The body overcast by fur.
Wolfish howl so loud!
Going to the bloody deed...
White fangs razor shine,
From sharp claws terrible wounds.
Splash of blood from a torn throat,
Irrigates the earth with a scarlet fountain.
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3. |
Try
07:45
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Try to love me the same
How I hate myself.
It's the same old song
Under a noisy roar.
If the world were a dark room
I would try to kick down the door.
But it's not, we're locked in this ball
I don't know where heaven or hell is.
Try to play with death
This is a game without any prizes.
I'm afraid to leave the room
Not wearing a mask of cynical scum.
The world has become a dark room
A room with no doors.
But there is always a way out, right?
Try to play with her and love.
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4. |
Ice Wolfpack
03:57
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Cold horror in the black forest
A pack of ice wolves
death and perdition to mortals
in the attacks of their bloody
fourteen pieces of formidable fighters
eight eight fangs
tearing flesh to pieces with fangs
under the light of the funeral moon
like aryan stormtroopers
they are brave and strong
The flames in the northern sky are burning
wolves laugh hoarsely
Lucifer will regain power
wolves draw their blades
Cold in my kingdom of darkness
blood and guts in the snow
Ice Wolfpack!
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5. |
Stink Of Existence
06:40
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The man opens his filthy mouth,
Only to deceive and take away
Its value is to become like a grave,
For worms and larvae of lies.
The smell of truth is just the stink of existence
Hundreds of corpses that united in a fit of hatred.
The idea of genocide no longer seems terrible,
When crowds of worms are ready to eat each other.
What difference does it make to live or die
If the goal is to rob, kill and take away?
The smell of truth is just the stink of existence
Hundreds of corpses that united in a fit of hatred.
Every action is filled with desperation,
Blind desire to continue exist.
Apocalypse is inevitable and yet,
The blindmans hoped that it would end a little better.
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No Savior
05:35
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Blacknight of devilish rites,
Witches dance in the around fires.
I lay down with one of them,
But it was only a shadow.
Thus I can not be a savior,
Thus, I cannot be salvation.
The indifference of the gallows in the eyes,
In search of a tall and dead tree.
Naked bodies covered by scars,
On the day of Armageddon they will come to life.
I see this as a prophecy of truth,
Throwing the rope to the blacksky.
And I can't be a savior,
And I can't get salvation.
This tree became my coffin,
Freedom in the eyes who be hanged...
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Triumph
06:00
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Insane night in crystalline glows,
Cold not be killed by the heat of fires.
TRIUMPH!
TRIUMPH!
TRIUMPH!
TRIUMPH!
Sinless guilt will be a sculpture
In which purity will be incarnate.
The eternal roar of endless winter,
Evil winds drown out minds.
TRIUMPH!
TRIUMPH!
TRIUMPH!
TRIUMPH!
The aura of human presence is dim,
This is the triumph of true justice!
The icy moon also screams
Billions of dirty corpses.
"You desecrate my habiliment!"
Ice-father forges statues...
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Sinfulness Aksios
07:25
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Man supposing - Aksios.
But the highest order is sin.
Alley of life - descent,
From heaven into soil.
Hope dies first, life dies last.
A long path of doubt and search for truth.
Truth comes from ignorance or faith
Identical values of the great Nothing.
The impeccable logic of each flagellant,
Eating gingerbread of deceit.
Like the scourge of the whip of damned reality,
This is a pilgrimage to the Cathedral of the Flesh.
Man supposing - Aksios.
But the highest order is sin.
Alley of life - descent,
From soil into Death.
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Wintaar Mikhaylovsk, Russia
• Wintaar
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• Kvelsorgen
• Vhaatreim
• Dodmorke
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Rooforest
• Time Heals Nothing
• Рдяндалир
• Grim Woods
• Vralgaldr
• ВОЛК
• Purity
• Щугор
• Galgenfrist
• Юр Воштан
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