Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hybrid Stigmata, artist - Dimmu Borgir. Date of issue: 11.03.2001
Song language: English
Hybrid Stigmata |
| The apparition of two faces in disgust |
| Invisible but yet so clear |
| Reflections seen by a fugitive |
| Trying to escape the looking glass |
| Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh |
| The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image |
| Eager to leave further but chained still |
| To crumble into such nothingness |
| A despairing fate, for your lies |
| To pretend is the lunatic’s legacy |
| Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy |
| Born lifeless into a world of coma |
| As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost |
| Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be Angels and demons, a march man’s bewildering hosts |
| The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice |
| The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown |
| Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity |
| The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor |
| Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside |
| How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful |
| Holding the banner high, unrestrained |
| Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt |
| Still in costumes to please the ways of living |
| Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating |
| Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death |
| For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking |
| Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea |
| You’re destined to yield fragments of Hell in return |
| Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience |
| With the strength of the spiritual eye |
| Spirits of the token unchained and free |
| Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy |
| The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee |
| Demon to some, angel to others |