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Aug 1 2003, 10:10 PM
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Keeper of Time Група: Потребители Коментари: 217 Регистриран: 30-July 03 Град: XIII век Потребител N: 218 |
VenoM - Don't burn the witch!!!
The witches brew a pot of hate with lizard, but and man, With a smile, they laugh their spells Astir, with wretched hand, calling demons - Baphomet and Mephistopheles... The tattered firyres cackle as their mortal victims bleed... Don't burn the witch!!! The ways of hell aren't wrong. Don't burn the witch!!! Let them brew their song The witches of the blackened arts are cunning, cruel and mean, persecuted by religion. God - the man unseen beastial malevolence is chartered in their bones... Leave the unreal house of God and burn in hell @ (at) home!!! Eye of lizard, wing of bat, testicle of man, tongue of eagle, brain of rat, Jesus Christ's left hand... The witches make the voodoo doll - a toy taboo in heaven... They dance around the pentagram, in search of rape by Satan... Leave the heart and blood of men in cauldrons laced in sin, add the arsenic, hemlock, pus triumph takes the wings -------------------- Ако мислиш за 1 година напред, посей ориз, ако мислиш за 10 години напред, засади дърво, а ако мислиш за 100 години напред - образовай населението!!!
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Dec 30 2003, 04:16 PM
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Balance Guardian Група: Админ Коментари: 28375 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 |
Dimmu Borgir - Unorthodox Manifesto
The memories far beyond reckoning Have begun to lurk in the distance Like visual objects dearly known The grace of devil's hands As they walk with me like a medium When I choose and require a burn-out Resting in expanded malicious force Drained for murderous weapons Knowing where you stand In the magnitude of this thought Looking at the spirit of fire and flames Enduring on the throne of the black heart A bringer of evil I am And therefore also a carrier of light As I use this focus through the dark And face the sunshine in the dead end Limitations do not exist When you are ahead of the crowd With the art of confidence I reign at the throne of my soul The value of this darkness unwinds Travelling the other path A hidden triumph But obvious to the strong and wise By understanding this reality I remain in a twice-coloured cloud With feet connected solid in the ground And thus I get peace of mind A bringer of evil I am And also a carrier of light As I use this focus through the dark And face the sunshine in the dead end... -------------------- Great holes secretly are digged where earth's pores ought to suffice, and things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.
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