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Bisha'a
04:04
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Evil/Right
05:28
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Burning witches
You hold the key
Forever damned in eternity
Relentless feelings
Look down to me
I am the one you call home.
Skin is broken
Verses sung
Your holy cries are forever hollow
Eyes are bleeding from tears of night
We hold the power.
Together.
Believer
Seathing
Meager
I am the bringer of all that is evil and right
Moon is rising
The rats are loose
Struggles condemned,
hordes will follow
Sacred relics no longer mean
What they were to your savior
Fleeting alliance
To join the One
Who will comply with your sickness. Howl.
To be released
To be free
We hold the power. Together.
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3. |
O' Bitter Sea
03:40
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The salt and mist are moving into me.
Confuse a whisper with my reality.
I'm now a bastard of the open sea,
I pray to Oden that he sets me free.
Now you die.
Your light shows me the way.
Bruised and beaten I beg for death,
holding onto wreckage with every breath.
The Krakken passes below my feet.
Remaining still I will not choose defeat.
I feel the passion of the nausea burn,
look to myself remember what I've learned.
From the distance, a guided flash:
A pyramid is where my body will crash.
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Wolves & Trees
05:18
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To wander deserts.
To kill the weak.
To become one with the lands you seek.
And shrouded faces, will make the wine
A sacrifice to your own divine.
Transformed and real.
Wolves and the trees.
Arise sweet demon.
And you will see her.
Run through dimensions, both time and space
The wilted begging for a dark embrace.
These paws are evil, the mind is thin
The chosen one is the one who’ll sin
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Snarling Of Beasts
05:19
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This haunting running away.
Imagine Ice, the dawning of ages.
These ghosts are having their say.
Without sudden, unclear intentions.
And all-in-all we’re the rays,
passed over scared land moving.
We hear the snarling of beasts!
We are the power, building the lightning.
We are Armageddon!
We rise!
A beast with horns of seven.
They die!
A battle lies in our wake.
Nothing but reason thrown in the ashes.
We wash our blood in the lake.
Watched over closely, over-indulgent.
And with a breath here comes sleep.
Refused at first, but a welcome companion.
We hear the snarling of beasts,
shook for a moment, confused and excited.
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