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Temple of Nemesis
07:12
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O Satan, o Lucifer
Present my heart
On a plate
To Nemesis
I have to find her temple
To sacrifice my soul
Reality is so torturous
I crave for my own grave
Breathing is so disastrous
Punish me my only light, I beg you
Life itself is a curable disaese
I just have to take out, all guilt from my heart
Nemesis…
I have to sacrifice myself
Sadness is a mountain that crushes me
Hate is a flame that burns me
I found that holy temple
On a dark rainy day
I lay myself down naked on the cold stone
I waited for her to give me eternal peace
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Extend your shivering hand
And open the gate
You’ll hear a rasping sound
Welcomes you to the path
That leads your darkest journey
The garden which you walk through
Is full of graveyards
Do not waste time
Night creatures will still be dangerous for you
Come through the door
Do not think you’re entering a world without rights
Never forget, darkness has its own virtues
Let pain and despair grow inside you
Never forget, darkness has its own virtues
You will find entrance as bewitching
Listen the whispering sounds, relax
You must go down to second floor underground
Find stairs, listen them groan
In there, the rite for you is gonna take place
Kneel down and wait against the candles
You must swear that you’ll feed on pouring blood
Let the pains of dying humanity be your life
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Satans Nunnor
08:10
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Den mörka vägen
Måste man gå på
Föratt hitta den borgen
Där nunnorna bor i
De svarta måsar
Skulle man följa
Därför att de vet
Varifrån de sorliga rösterna komma
De har lovat sin herre
Föratt stanna där
Ända tills sina död
De är så kalla
Som de nordliga vinderna
Ska kunna vara
Satans nunnor kallas de
Ju mer skyldig du är
Desto mer behöver du deras kedjor
Satans nunnor kallas de
Ju mer olycklig du är
Desto mer längtar du efter deras röster
De har lovat sin herre
Föratt straffa människor
Ända tills sina död
De är så grymma
Som odjuren från helvetet
Ska kunna vara
“Kom hit, du stackars man
Du har gjort många fel
Du är en ensam syndare
Vem du än är
Våra kedjor vill ha dig
Kom hit, du skyldig man
Värdelöst har ditt liv blivit
Det är en mörk fästning
Vad som du behöver
Pappa Satan vill ha dig”
Skramlande kedjor
Och skrikande fångar
Man kan höra i de där
Underjordiska fängelserna
Även om hela världen
Fryser ut dig
Är de beredda
Att säga välkommen till dig
De har lovat sin herre
Föratt förbanna Gud
Ända tills sina död
De är så kalla
Som de nordliga vinderna
Ska kunna vara
Satans nunnor kallas de
Ju mer skyldig du är
Desto mer behöver du deras kedjor
Satans nunnor kallas de
Ju mer olycklig du är
Desto mer längtar du efter deras röster
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Sisli Mabet
05:53
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Uzaklarda
Peri masallarının diyarında
Geçsin hikayemiz
Ya da öyle
Zannedin siz…
O, tek başına
Bir şatoda dururdu hep
Kimse sevmezdi onu,
Zavallının biriydi
Karanlık ve pis bir yerdi orası
Ve geceleri yalnız dolaşırdı hep
Kendi küçük avlusunda
Öylesine
Günahkardı ki
Hep cezalandırılmayı
Beklerdi
Hak ettiğinden emindi
Bu şatonun duvarları
Ona mezar taşı olacaktı
Karanlık odaları
Sonsuz mesken tutacaktı
Gerçek olmayacak hayaller kuracak
Ve öylece ölümü bekleyecekti hep
Karanlık, pis şatosunda
Herkesin
Nefret ettiği
Yaşlı adam
Neden yaşıyorsun
Sen
Ilık bir şey
Damlıyor ruhuma
Yorgun bedenindeki
Kesiklerden olmalı
Pes edebiliriz cesaret et, yeter
Ve geceleri yalnız olmazsın artık
Seni kabul eden tapınağında
İşte böyle
Sisli bir mabette
Bitsin hikayemiz
Ya da öyle
Zannedin siz…
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To Defend Thy Kingdom
07:56
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Black cowls on their heads
Swords hungary for lives on hands
Inverted crosses shining behind them
To protect his mighty temple
Marching against the fearful scene
Screams coming down means
Thousands of black birds
Covered the grey sky with their beaks
Ready to feed on believers’ veins
Hundreds of torches are getting closer
Angry shouts following from the dark path
No ideas in minds what they’ll face with
Blinding faith drives them to death
No need the result, lost ad initio they’re
“I swear that I’ll defend thy kingdom till the last drop of my cursed blood
I’ll worship your nuns and let them give me the pain which I deserve”
“May be this is the last time we see each other
Our names shall get lost, our flesh shall become dust
But no need to fear my dearest fellow
Thou shalt have the darkest of places in nihil aeternum”
Palace of lustful desires, sinful memories
Such a cloudy place standing on a hill
That lets you be free like a drop from Lethe
All guilt flies from your soul leaving the darkness behind
Now you’re ready to welcome tranquillity
The crowd is attacking mercilessly
And they hold the line with dignity
Knights with dark cloaks slaughter
All the fear flying in the air easily
To defend his mighty kingdom, to show their loyalty
This is the time for the knights with black cowls
Standing in front of inverted crosses with swords on their hands
Who obey almighty Lord and his nuns eternally
Innocence is to worship darkness and obscurity
“I swear that I’ll defend thy kingdom till the last drop of my cursed blood
I’ll worship your nuns and let them give me the pain which I deserve”
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