Toward the galaxy. Hate is the key. Close the gardens. Orchard of fruits and seas. Standing at the gate. Allmighty galaxy. Preacher of a the misanthropist sect.
Runification. Rvolution. . Que dure le rgne du chaos. Et de la draison, runification. Nous sommes la haine, l'esprit rebelle. De notre maladive rvolution.
Runification. Rvolution. . Que dure le rgne du chaos. Et de la draison, runification. Nous sommes la haine, l'esprit rebelle. De notre maladive rvolution.
Wich sinner could go to paradise?. Who could fly with no wings?. Who could live with mankind without a tear?. I'm the paradise sinner!. I could fly with no wings!.
Freely adapted and translated from"Le Roman Noir". by Renaud Tschirner (June-July'95). . Kostet von den Freuden unseres waisen Widersinns.... Verblassenden Gemelden entspringt unser Blut,.
Sous un soleil de m'tal scintillant,. Parfume la lueur rose, vacille sous le firmament.. Eclate le d"me du brillant Diamant.. . Enivre mes pens'es,. Faut-il vraiment faire de moi un hommee.
Sous un soleil de mtal scintillant,. Parfume la lueur rose, vacille sous le firmament,. Eclate le d'me du brillant Diamand.. . Enivre mes penses,. Faut-il vraiment faire de moi un homme ?.
Then I die in a crimson world from behind. Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky. . Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my Acts. As an angel tempted by.
Je suis luxe et sduction,. L'amour de l'argent.. Femmes en rivire de diamants. Art et ornementation.. . Cultive ton raffinement. toffe d'un matre en musique classique.
Your corpse will be purified. Infested of starving worms. Your flesh returns to the earth. Forever lie in your own secretions. . Watch out from your cofin.
De tes pupilles des larmes s'coulent. Telles une cascade abandonne. Inondant tes sinueuses courbes. Que ton corps dessine en volupt. . Tes ongles terrassent mon dos.
As in a poem of Lewis Caroll. Mylene's mournful life drifts away... away, so far away. Anguish plants its subtle anger. Like a paranod mind's depression.
Verse 1. Heat is, heat is. Back in the room. People, people. Into the groove. . Lights out, lights out. Right in the mood. My feet are dancing waiting for you.
As in a poem of Lewis Carrol. Mylne's mournful life drifts away... away, so far away. Anguish plants its subtle anger. Like a paranoid mind's depression.
Verse 1. When I gate a taste of the lollipop. Feeling I'm awaking every feeling. Is it coming to you?. Oh are you falling in too?. . Caught up in your eyes.
My soul. My soul is black like a bird. Lies, raven priceless. Ahead to mediatic crosses. Engulfed spirally's crown. Engulfed lustfull desire. Darkness.
Verse 1. Back in the days with the endless nights. Dream on setting the campus on fire. You and me in the backyard. Share each other's secret desires.
I am a monolith. Sect of our heart. My belief in religion. Rise high in the sky. Own preacher. Hatetress desires. Ruin my throne of celtic empire. Of celtic empire.
Travelling asa combatant among the dead. The world's cemetaries as sole home. As Moses opens his way through the Styx. From beyond, I have the keys. .
Verse 1. Boy your love can be so vicious. You're gonna get what you deserve. I'm over taking your addictions. It's like I never learn. When we meet inside the fire.