| 1632, Namur in a forlorn corner of the town, «striking midnight, the
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| Pendulum ironically engaged us to remember wich use, we did of the fleding day.
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| Today, fatadical date, friday 13th we have although everything we know
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| About the way to lead the PATH OF BLASPHEMY…»
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| «We've blaspheme jesus, of the most incontestable gods, like a parasite he His! |
| We’ve got everything to please to the coarse !!
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| Satan’s worthy vassals we are insulting what human loved, hail our mighty
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| Father, as we walk through emptiness, our unhealthy symphony’s enveloping
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| Souls till their latest and eternal dwell… In HELL !!!
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| WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER !!!
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| In the shadow of the light dark beings had found their path, strange noises has
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| been heard,
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| It seems that evil spirits haunts his town, or perhaps strange men who came
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| from another world, another dimension?
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| As i was told by our forthfathers… Corpses were found skinless, crucified,
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| like the holy son,
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| Women open wide their children in their arms, nails through the head!
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| Maybe this story… Is related by someone who know it all…
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| We’ve blaspheme jesus, of the most incontestable gods, like a parasite he his!
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| We’ve got everything to please to the coarse !!
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| We are demon’s worthy vassals we are insulting what human loved,
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| father what they fear!
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| As we walk through emptiness, our unhealthy symphony’s enveloping souls till
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| their latest and eternal dwell…
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| Sadness, servile executioner, the weak who’s wrong through our spears,
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| Brainless strongs we hate… And to the master we deliver our faith!
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| Kiss the stupid mater lick their mother with a mighty devotion, from
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| putrefaction,
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| Bless the pale gleam, at last we’ve to drown griddiness into delirium…
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| Us proud reverends of the blackened horde!
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| Whose glory is to spread the inebriety from darkness!!!
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| In our destructive consciousness we blast the candle of life for the return of evil emanations,
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| From the very depths of satan’s kingdom, 666 mutilations achieved the gates are
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| now shut, shadows
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| And whispers have disappeared, the town seems to be quiet but a unholy presence
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| still rule the
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| Streets at night, waiting thy loneliness to catch you and open your chest with
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| their spears made from your fears…
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| NOW THE GATES ARE CLOSED TILL THE DAWN OF A NEW MILLENNIUM!!! |