Dark Funeral - Final ritual
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Long have I waited, and long have I lain here alone.Cold and starving in the dark.
Moment by moment I am drifting closer,
To the land of the dead.
An incessant noise echoes in my skull,
It twines and vibrates down my spine.
Fanning out to the raw endings of my nerves.
The noise grows louder, its source looming closer
in a tightening spiral.
The center can not hold, things fall apart.
It takes all the strength I have just to open my eyes.
Is this really what dying feels like?
Ritual begins when the moon are at crest,
And I call for the ancients to guide me through the gates.
The silver-moon white blade so cold against my skin,
And the warm crimson blood glistening in the dark.
I am sealed in my own tomb,
After nine days of fast,
The ritual will begins long and painful it will be,
And most likely I will not come out alive...
But I made up my mind,
There is no turning back now.
The utter destruction of light,
The end of my life.
Ritual begins when the moon are at crest,
And I call for the ancients to guide me through the gates.
The silver-moon white blade so cold against my skin,
And the warm crimson blood glistening in the dark.
I have formed my intensions,
The shadows gather, thickening the air.
I submit myself to the darkness,
And I throw myself, into the abyss.
Ritual begins...
Is this really what dying feels like?
Ritual begins when the moon are at crest,
And I call for the ancients to guide me through the gates.
The silver-moon white blade so cold against my skin,
And the warm crimson blood glistening in the dark.
I have formed my intensions,
The shadows gather, thickening the air.
I submit myself to the darkness,
And I throw myself, into the abyss.
I offer thee, my flesh and blood.
Guide me through the gates.
Grant to me, eternal life.
The ultimate sacrifice.
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Losowe utwory
Slow day
There s a traffic jam outside my window
There s a red light on that just won t change
The pavement s full of cracks from all the sunshine
But now they re filling up cause the rain is falling down
I m running...
There s a red light on that just won t change
The pavement s full of cracks from all the sunshine
But now they re filling up cause the rain is falling down
I m running...
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Ten kawałek nie jest po to żeby się podobać
Nie jest po to żeby ktoś się z niego cieszył
On jest dla tych którzy próbują żerować na niewiedzy
Opisz go zarób dam ci przeżyć /x2
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Ej Elo pierdolnij się w łeb...
Biscuit
I m lost, exposed,
Stranger things will come your way,
It s just I m scared,
Got hurt a long time ago,
Can t make myself heard,
No matter how hard I scream.
Oh sensation,
Sin, slave of sensation.
Fully...
Stranger things will come your way,
It s just I m scared,
Got hurt a long time ago,
Can t make myself heard,
No matter how hard I scream.
Oh sensation,
Sin, slave of sensation.
Fully...
Bananowe drzewa
Otrzymałem różowe okulary, żeby zabawniej widzieć
Lecz zegar z indiańskim wzorem nadal odlicza, cyka tak samo
Minuta minutę czaruje, zmiany są jakby nie dla mnie
Ja na przekór autorytetom tańczę na gruzach przełomu wieków
Gdyby nie język, w którym do mnie mówisz
Myślałbym, że nie żyję wśród ludzi
Lecz zegar z indiańskim wzorem nadal odlicza, cyka tak samo
Minuta minutę czaruje, zmiany są jakby nie dla mnie
Ja na przekór autorytetom tańczę na gruzach przełomu wieków
Gdyby nie język, w którym do mnie mówisz
Myślałbym, że nie żyję wśród ludzi
Little bombs
How can you ask for forgiveness,
So now you think that your crimes are victim less?
I know you and your sins,
Your retributions,
So how will you lay your penance down?
We all pay in time,
So how will you clear your conscience when your clock unwinds?
I ve heard enough of your forked tongue,
How do...
So now you think that your crimes are victim less?
I know you and your sins,
Your retributions,
So how will you lay your penance down?
We all pay in time,
So how will you clear your conscience when your clock unwinds?
I ve heard enough of your forked tongue,
How do...