blame I'll take this pain away from you Amd I'll walk away With pride at stake I'm strong enough to go on Threefold These things come in three Threefold
Перевод: День. Тройной.
Перевод: Немезида. Тройной Закон.
: Blood... specter image, risen in the graveyard of my mind they embrace and I see blood, I see blood, I see blood and bones and not romance, not romance
: Killer of the soul... satanic ritual set the corpse upon the table, cosmetic religion, hide your horns, if you are able. Killer of the animal, only
: Scandal... scandalous how slanderous, ludicrous how fallacious, the preponderance of ignorance, that you cast upon thy people, publications of fabrications
: When death closes your eyes... hide, how will you hide, how rill you hide behind your pride, when death closes your eyes and darkness spills from inside
: Mantra six... changing pictures, bright and framed through window smoke, like fire burning ashes, ashes of your hope. How will you reap the harvest
: Arctic... I'll try for you, I'd try for you, try, trial by ice. I can simply extend my fingers in a pose of exquisite pain, I can only twist my arm
: Being or body... I sit, inside and stare through these window eyes, you look so far away, and when I'm next to you, the distance grows. Are you being
: Serve and defy... try to give myself in these words, try to express self in song, try to clarify all the reasons why. Try to clarify why? what I said
: Invocation... I will not break beneath your suffocation, although you stalk within mymind, in constant oppression. Now I decide, now I arise, now I
Being or body... I sit, inside and stare through these window eyes, you look so far away, and when I'm next to you, the distance grows. Are you being
Invocation... I will not break beneath your suffocation, although you stalk within mymind, in constant oppression. Now I decide, now I arise, now I defile
Scandal... scandalous how slanderous, ludicrous how fallacious, the preponderance of ignorance, that you cast upon thy people, publications of fabrications
When death closes your eyes... hide, how will you hide, how rill you hide behind your pride, when death closes your eyes and darkness spills from inside
Killer of the soul... satanic ritual set the corpse upon the table, cosmetic religion, hide your horns, if you are able. Killer of the animal, only a
Arctic... I'll try for you, I'd try for you, try, trial by ice. I can simply extend my fingers in a pose of exquisite pain, I can only twist my arm,
