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1. CONFIGURATION OF PAIN I am the visionary of darkness and i travelled behind the abyss. I saw the rebirth of evil shining in the 13 hells, and i feel pain covering my spinal colum. I am the soon of darkness and i back to Mother Land. Nightmare, cold. I will be, the man who will open the gates and i will search the awaken of the fear between your dreams. 13 spheres of Yog-Sothot, 13 spheres of our pain, spheres... 2. THE COLD OF THE LIMBS From the grave of the stars, i speak with myself and after i'll sleep forever. I feel the cold of the limbs; cold, where the time isn't time; limbs, where i begin my end; fall, as the heaven in hell; die. I fall Surrounded by the amniotic liquid of the universe. I descents, as i fall... I fell the cold, and it feel me. Frozen is my flame and i will not wake up. I am in the limb, where there isn't light and all things died. I lay in my throne. 3. DECAY When the angels cry, i rebirth of fear and provoke the decay. I amthe dawn before war, the criminal of the skies. The man of the black star. Angels cry blood, i ripping their wings and they fall surrounded by me, angels die, angels die for me, and i obtain millions of souls in pain. War, i am Death. The war is coming, and my evil arisen, in the deeps of the space are the corpsesof the mutilated angels. The decay of their heaven, this heaven that we will burn and i will be... Angels pullinb up their eyes for they prefer don't see my face. The decay of the angel impaled for my sins. War is coming, war of races. Angels with broken wings cry mean while i flog they. I am the ancient criminal, and i am hate. Decay... 4. BACK TO THE GRIEF Back to the dimension of grief, the Configuration of Pain. The evil are chains and meat, the torture of humans. The herdask piety for they souls, because your meat are our, between chains and hooks. The pleasure of the torture. I see you behind the black abyss from the distance and the time. From the hells and the death. I am the soon of the Underworlds. I devoured the angels and i destroyed your demons. Now, you come back to grief. Now, you will feel the ripping of the skin. Back to grief. 5. A NEW FALLEN ANGEL A new fallen angel. I fall burning my wings. The dragon pulled in his fallen, the third part of the stars of the sky. I felt at the same time that the Angel, and I looked the stars below the Earth. There´s no mercy, only pain. There´s no pain, only terror. I can remember the past, and I can´t see the future. To banish of their Heaven, I walk in my Hell. Icons that only for an inexistence life. Swans escapes of my dark side and I´m alone, I felt cold. Nobody hear my silence screams. (2) My wings were break for that, I never escape of my sins, but on the ash of the evil. I will construct a new heaven, the black angels... 6. 100 TEARS TO MY OCEAN 100 tears 100 tears to my ocean, every day. 100 tears escapes from my heart, every day. 100 tears to my ocean, every day. I spell on the ground. 100 tears scapes from my heart, to make a part of my ocean, formed by my agony, that from the interior of my mind go out through my eyes and provokes a tide of pain. I don´t see. 100 tears 100 tears every day to my ocean. 100 tears every day escapes from my heart. 100 tears every day. I doný see in all this ocean, A place where I can save me Because I can´t swim anymore. I haven´t strength to continue. I leave my soul to the drift, and I sink me. 100 tears to my ocean. Tears Of the evil I can´t go away And I dream. I dream. 7. MARTYR Blood and tears, eternal pain of mortals, thorns and grief, eternal pain of your god. Bastard, your words don´t crack my mind, either my heart, chaos and hate, words that I relate with my world. Follow me to death. I am the martyr, the new Messiah, (1) he who they name prophet. I´ll teach you to live with your hate. Hail me when they crucify me. Hail me when they crucify me. (2) I´m not like Christ. Now I die, I´ll remcarnate in the wind of the forest. I´ll be immortal. Immortal. Immortal. Martyr. The cold of the limbs; i fall, i fall from the eternal night to the abyss. I sleep, but only dream, with the cold, only cold. Cold of the limbs. I am your winter. This room is the Universe and hi is small to my life. I will exploit my soul. lyrics added by contresens - Modify this lyrics
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