Luksferre : Primitive Form
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1. LUKSFERRE
(Instrumental)
2. FEAST OF MISERY
Traveling among different worlds
Patterns demanded by the life
Controlling the other with empty words
Trying to justify a possible absence
A misfortune is happening
That would be far away from you
You can feel the destruction corroding you
Because the power of the mind speaks higher
Leaving everything that you conquered
In the place where everything was dead
With preachers giving advices
Drinking your blood, eating your flesh
Tasting and satisfying your ignorance
Perplexed for the daring of your thoughts
Living a to be despicable without hope
Because the revenge will always dominate us
And the hate can involve our minds
We are condemned forever
To feel the eternal torture for your sin
You'll never find the peace
You won't have your blessing
Waiting for the glory to arrive
Or committing suicide
completing the mission for your god
Blasphemies putting upon the storms
3. PRIMITIVE FORM
Strengthen your pagan spirit
For our soul to be burned eternally
Forget, and never forgive
You'll never have explanations
The whole fetid hypocrisy
That the saints gave us
Your master calls them
For you love them eternally
Your leader's indignation
The primitive form of the hate isn't compared
That will always be in our souls
Our evil one isn't compared
Strengthen your pagan spirit
For our soul to be burned eternally
Forget, and never forgive
You'll never have explanations
Your leader's indignation
The primitive form of the hate isn't compared
That will always be in our souls
Our evil one isn't compared
4. INSANE HEART
You don't want to live your life
For that want to see you to die
But a conflict in your spirit will kill you
You'll see the destruction soon
They'll come back
You think to have hatred
With your ignorance and your presence
Insane war, try to survive
Insane heart, hide your passion
Insane war, try to survive
Insane heart, hide your passion
I cannot see your wound
But the death can feel your pain
The blood you see isn't yours
But the death can feel your pain
They'll come back
You think to have hatred
With your ignorance and your presence
Insane war, try to survive
Insane heart, hide your passion
Insane war, try to survive
Insane heart, hide your passion
(Instrumental)
2. FEAST OF MISERY
Traveling among different worlds
Patterns demanded by the life
Controlling the other with empty words
Trying to justify a possible absence
A misfortune is happening
That would be far away from you
You can feel the destruction corroding you
Because the power of the mind speaks higher
Leaving everything that you conquered
In the place where everything was dead
With preachers giving advices
Drinking your blood, eating your flesh
Tasting and satisfying your ignorance
Perplexed for the daring of your thoughts
Living a to be despicable without hope
Because the revenge will always dominate us
And the hate can involve our minds
We are condemned forever
To feel the eternal torture for your sin
You'll never find the peace
You won't have your blessing
Waiting for the glory to arrive
Or committing suicide
completing the mission for your god
Blasphemies putting upon the storms
3. PRIMITIVE FORM
Strengthen your pagan spirit
For our soul to be burned eternally
Forget, and never forgive
You'll never have explanations
The whole fetid hypocrisy
That the saints gave us
Your master calls them
For you love them eternally
Your leader's indignation
The primitive form of the hate isn't compared
That will always be in our souls
Our evil one isn't compared
Strengthen your pagan spirit
For our soul to be burned eternally
Forget, and never forgive
You'll never have explanations
Your leader's indignation
The primitive form of the hate isn't compared
That will always be in our souls
Our evil one isn't compared
4. INSANE HEART
You don't want to live your life
For that want to see you to die
But a conflict in your spirit will kill you
You'll see the destruction soon
They'll come back
You think to have hatred
With your ignorance and your presence
Insane war, try to survive
Insane heart, hide your passion
Insane war, try to survive
Insane heart, hide your passion
I cannot see your wound
But the death can feel your pain
The blood you see isn't yours
But the death can feel your pain
They'll come back
You think to have hatred
With your ignorance and your presence
Insane war, try to survive
Insane heart, hide your passion
Insane war, try to survive
Insane heart, hide your passion
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