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"Why so soft,
O' my brothers...
So pliend and yelding... how can you one day triumph with me..."
Rejoice in sweet submission of murder, of conceit
How can you ever triumph with me?!?!
I'd rather be wretced and broken
Than join into your fraudulent joy
I'd rather leave my will unspoken
Than stain it in your sick vaudeville
Petrified spirits, oblivion of past
Vulnerable whisper, cheap kiss for a second
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Přihlášení
Rapture
- Into Cold Light
- Petrified Spirits
- For The Unknown One
- Wunderwerck
- After God
- Unzeitgeist
- Wretched
- Deluge
Unholytexty
- 1. Time Has Gone
- 2. The Second Ring Of Power
- 3. Lady Babylon
- 4. For The Unknown One
- 5. Wanderer
- 6. ...of Tragedy
- 7. Athene Noctua
- 8. Creative Lunacy
- 9. The Trip Was Infra Green
- 10. After God