En stille morgen midt I august Det star et skip det I Bjorgvin Morgendisen er ett med hav Norge star nu for hoye krav For der I baten herjer det En pest
Переклад: Блиск групи. Тихе Ранок - 1349.
Переклад: Блиск Girlz. Тихе Ранок - 1349.
Переклад: 1349. Для Rottendom.
Переклад: 1349. З Пучина.
Переклад: 1349. Раби на забій.
Переклад: 1349. Скульптор Of Flesh.
Переклад: 1349. Небесні Деконструкція.
Переклад: 1349. Nathicana.
Переклад: 1349. I Am Abomination.
Переклад: 1349. Hellfire.
To break the barriers of every man's hope Just show him: reality Just give him a glimpse of what's beyond, The lies of sanity Just show him the lies
Your throats are empty and your words are shallow You are too weak to understand that the time for revenge has come I'll see your suffering, it is infernal
[Originally by Celtic Frost] Lend me your steel-bearing hand So I may reign the Jewel Throne My soul feels the gods' demand As the lost kings uphold
[Music and Lyrics: Ravn] Guided by the flame, An image branded in your vision, The infinite infernal incarnation, Burning like acid in your mind. Filling
An infernal madness sweeps me along On a mind blowing trip to the utter beyond Here I render chaos, not as force but as state A state of a consuming
The last millennia were dedicated to the forces of light of selfrighteous hypocrisy of denial and Puirtanism Deceit and despair Futuristic paranoia
