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DIMMU BORGIR-PURITANIA
We do away with your kind
Countdown to exterminate the human race
0, 3, 2, 1
Let chaos entwine
On defenseless soil
Remove errors of man
And sweep all the weakening kind
I am war, I am pain
I am all you've ever slain
I am tears in your eyes
I am grief, I am lies
Bygone are tolerance
And presence of grace
Scavengers are set out
To cleanse the human filth parade
I am pure, I am true
I am all over you
I am laugh, I am smile
I am the earth defiled
I am the cosmic storms
I am the tiny worms
I am fear in the night
I am bringer of the blight
Earth successfully erased.
WATAIN-LEGIONS OF THE BLACK LIGHT
I ascend.
As thy light descends -
Darkening the I to reveal the Self.
The rays of Gnosis are burning yet liberating.
In a blissful imposition of the primal paradox.
Ultimate and all-embracing.
For as above - so below.
As I am lying beyond where mental winds blow.
Release me now, oh saviour of Anti-Cosmos.
Ignite in me the fire of the storming triple 6.
Now oh god of wrath,
Unchained in you to burn,
Rape and destruct!
Astaroth open my eye!
And let the beast regain his sight.
A gift from Azerate.
A path way back - to thy Thoughtless Light!
Legions of the Black Light!
Chosen sons of snakes.
A burning wrath reveals the Black Sun.
Black Sun Ascends. Forevermore.
Granted to the elected is the key to Chaos core.
Judge me now oh shining one, by blood and fire.
To wield thy sword, oh Lord and Master.
The eleventh and the first.
Whose wordless word echoes Chaos!
Oh firebringer of the Nightside.
Thy light illuminates our Temple,
As we march towards the Other Side...
Legions of the Black Light.
Chosen sons of snakes.
A burning wrath reveals the Black Sun.
Legions of the Black Light.
Chosen sons of snakes.
A burning wrath now unveils the Black Sun.
CRADLE OF FILTH-ABSINTHE WITH FAUST
Pour the emerald wine
Into crystal glasses
We will touch the divine
Through kisses catharsis
Let us pitch to the seven-year itch
Of the ultra-decadent
To a tainted world and the painted girls
That our fantasies spent
Tripping through boudoirs laced with opiate themes
Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams
A toast to those most sacrilegious of days
Where for every whim won
One soon repays
We touched the stars
That now laugh from afar
At we, the damned
The damned
The damned
The damned
We have spent our time
Drenched in opulent splendour
But when midnight chimes
Will gilded souls surrender?
Let us drink on the giddying brink
Of pools of excrement
All manner of shit for the glamour and glitz
Mephistopheles lent
I remember the night as if it were engraved
A bright marble bridge stretched across the dark waves
To the shore from the moon and by her grace
Came that erudite stranger
That fucker
He was a predator, creditor cold
Our blood was shed on the yellowing scroll
And all that glittered was not gold
But we wanted everything
And for it all, lost our souls
Come my friend, to fate let's raise
Two finger shots at this our last soiree
For tomorrow I fear
Swoops all too deadly near
This precipitous weir to Hell's high gate
We touched the stars
That now laugh from afar
At we, the damned
The damned
The damned
The damned
He was a preditor, creditor, cold.
Our blood was shed on the yellowing scroll.
And all that glittered, was not gold.
But we wanted everything,
And for it all, lost our souls.
Our souls
For it all lost our souls
Our souls
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OĆE LI IŠTA POSTAT BOLJE?
MOŽDA SUTRA?
PITANJE JE VREMENA...
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SVE IDE NA GORE...
POLAKO SE GUBI NADA...
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