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Wolfpack
02:35
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With jaws of steel and the strength of death
the wolves are coming in
When the hunt is on the leader goes and the entourage follows without ask
On the snow the lost man seemed to be unarmed scared and cold
Human prey in lupus' eyes
deliver us to them.
Once they were lone wolves
Stripped off from their homeland
Mother got raped
Father got killed
Brother got shot in act of defense
But the lasting wolf
Dared to take the oath
Gathering of survivors
Hardened in battle and pain
The howling is coming
Sweet revenge
Behold the wolfpack
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Vampire Hunger
03:41
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Bathory lies within the cells
Spreading madness to the son
Moon is red beneath the night
Time to fucking pierce it
Cut the sky to see the moon
See the moon to feed the beast
Feed the beast to free the soul
Free the soul to serve Elizabeth.
Lunar rites of lunar force
Obsessed by the coldness
Forest of the shining dew
Home of the perversion
Cut the sky to see the moon
see the moon to feed the beast
feed the beast to free the soul
free the soul and drink the moon itself.
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The Vulture's Feast
03:54
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Ravenous vulture that devours my insides
fierce is my only constant companion
carve my sorrows with his curved beak.
On the day of the last sip he will take my black blood,
leave me with him, alone, without guests. triumph in my agony
While he swallows my last spoil,
the surprise in his eyes for the somber look
seeing his false luck without satisfaction
his atrocious hunger is never quenched.
Scavenger bird Following the trail that I leave
of wanting to dream, of wanting to dream
Scavenger bird following the trail that i leave
To devour my insides and my black blood one more time
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Cursed Be The Core
05:18
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Some try to avoid the nonsense of life
Hanging to their hopes, their faith, their ideals
Even the will for something else to happen
Will be fed to the worms under the filthy deathbeds
"Cursed be the core of my heart",
From the silence of my grave I cry
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Dehumanized Epitaph
04:52
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One man's fun is another's hell
And hell spreads on earth,
ceaseless
As the death of the vitruvian.
So alive, yet so dead
So worthy, yet worthless
So dreadful, yet gorgeous
So pure, yet corrupt.
Eerie wings unfold twice
Once they came, they stayed,
yet frayed
To leave in the blink of an eye.
So alive, yet so dead
So worthy, yet worthless
So dreadful, yet gorgeous
So pure, yet corrupt.
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