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Pavor Nocturnus
03:42
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Born of fire and ash, the Legion of Death awakens
The dark age is coming, the devil's horn pierces the souls of unbelievers
The final time is coming, the seventh seal opens
Die all christian carcasses, only death is real
I dreamt about it once
Everything is being fulfilled
The gates are already opened
The time of victory has come
Pavor Nocturnus
Pentagrams are burning
The christian scum, is burned in fire
The black legions carrying chaos and destruction
Only the night...only darkness...blood and death...
The moonlight is so cold, it pierces me with its coldness...
The icy hand of death, reaches the Heavens
Die Jewish son, its the end...
I dreamt about it once
Everything is being fulfilled
The gates are already opened
The time of victory has come
Pavor Nocturnus
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Breathe
05:39
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Gasping for air... there's not enough to breathe...
Vomiting, chocking, my eyes start to bleed
My disease is unleashed
Trashing the room, breaking windows apart
Nothing can make it stop
Air is fuckin' everywhere but yet to catch a breath
Welcome to my nightmare, my own living hell..
How does it feel to be so out breath.
How does it feel when you're chocking to death
Brethe, breathe, you're so out of breath
Brethe, breathe, or you'll choke to death
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Cold Void
05:04
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Cold void, piercing my skin, like ice
Cold void, piercing my soul
I'm from a dark place, none dares to cross
I m all the nails, in Jesus cross
I am all dying, I am all pain
I am the rotten inside my veins
Cold void, piercing my skin, like ice
Cold void, piercing my soul
Scars not to be seen, carved inside my head
Blessed is every mental torture,
for I, as a wolf come stronger
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Whispers hidden in the dark, whispers all inside my head
Whispers hidden in the dark, whispers all inside my head
This madness is filling me up
I'm ready I know, which path I must follow
The prophesy is fulfilling
The time of freedom is coming
The age of darkness is coming, there is no turning back
The shadow's guard are already here...
Belial is back, lets praise his name
This is the only right way
Hail Belial...
I see the ruins of burning churches
I enjoy this beautiful glow
Fire takes the holy lands
Everywhere the stench of burning bodies...
Blood...death...suffering...its what's left from you...
The time is coming... we know you're there...
OUTRO :
Sort repellentibus fidem,
Religionem reiiciunt
Et lux in corde tuo
Sequere viam sapientiae
Deus occiditis
Tu es Deus
Ipsum
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