04 - Thyrane - Black Atmospheric Madness | Текст песни

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• 04 - Thyrane
• Black Atmospheric Madness

I raise the chalice for abode of the dead
I'm suscetible to grimness upon the throne of odium
Black starlighted imperio... decorated by tears of angels and unholy victory
Appearances through my dreams of malice, like plague in the minds of holy sick and weak
I'm the servant of darkest sacrilegious immortality...
Therefore I reign as the king in the palace of blasphemy

Presence of hatred beyond possess me
'Cos I'm the one who evoke our devilish inner immortality
Can thou become merged to these raptures of pure darkness and symbolic deathcraft
Inhale the steam of illusions to share our circle of forces vocation
Feel the desolateness and grandiloquense of mystique blackness
In the court of black atmospheric madness

Dehumanize thy outlook of life
Thus i deificatify you to see behind thy christian insignificanse
...deplorable ignorance in order that together we shall subdue the loss of thy soul

Combine to my pleasures
Black spiritual tendency is boundless an dignified
Create the sentiment about the realm
That you rule and command thy mental image to crucify jesus christ again

On the path to hell, I will laugh to humanity
To it's principless and pathetic formal simplicity

My existence is black like dragons in the mythic pages from the medieval ages
Thee assume that i'm captured by madness... Sheeps! You're wrong
'Cos i don't dwell in submissive sadness
In case that i could trespass the crystal walls of time, I would create immemorial sacrifice
Ad arma! Ad arma! I would lead the legions
And virgin's misgarriage would be the shattering part in the human's history

Within the shadows of my visions
I will take my last nordic breath
Hand in hand with the dead, so cold
I sink to the depths of black atmospheric madness