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Night so carmine red and deep
lies before nakedness of moon so dead
showing way of lost souls
idealogies from fools
we're here, beneath order

Light being guiding our path
as flame striving our whim
Christ, Savior the yuri
said to save our sorry asses
or was it us who judges
from what did we fall after all?

behold the mourning sun
rising from the east
behold the light
Luciferian in all way to core

An planned show to amuse all
an story eternal to laugh all
terrorists breaking what we knew good
politicians charming with silver tongue for good
satanic visions burning in lips
is this what mankind had planned?
just to forsaken kingdom for fools

As day crawls so high
churches blinking in burn
As day comes to end
Luciferian sight covers the land

What are we?
an puppets in wider game?
spelling shit from mouth to mouth
dancing beneath something kept to gold
what will come to man when heaven ceases to shine?
what will come to man when it all is laid forgotten?
flesh polluted with sin and dirt
horns rising within pentagrams so wide

Noon slumbers so close
with cold touch to sore
Noon an slumbering despair
Luciferian hound just to feast the flesh we carry

Loneliness haunting childs at streets
hypocrites whoring people so blind
'worship my Lucifer, your savior, here have a dollar'
Driving to sell thy soul for a bread for starving mind
Where are truth when needed most?
Angels said to bring light for those
wanderers in darkness, we
But is it justified to return
as raped everything we had from nature to child innocents

An order from deep beneath
rising within mind of one
An order deep in night
Luciferian order just to please, to guide

Being haunted in darkness we are
banned from gates of heavens thus
is it we who banned our hearts from light?
Why should even care I
tossed this all seems to be
principles so gold
all full of puke it seems
Be a one in million
just to follow path own divine
savior just for thyself
an light to carry
luciferian or not
order is here to stay
shit has come to blacken our lifes
'till death it damns our sights

Luciferian disorder...................
Luciferian disorder...................

just watch through window

Luciferian disorder....'till death..


© Dari Glabrezu

Superstition taking all of us for a ride
Mines overtaken by the signs of the Right
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight
While you are talking all detached, so tell us

Where you going
To the bottom
Do you hear us
We are rotting

We're going down in a spiral to the ground

No one, no one's gonna save us now
Ceremonies have killed religions for they provide
The masked comforts to delusionals, they're all in fright
The true believer's head was bathed in sunlight
While you are walking all detached, so tell us

Where you going
To the bottom
Do you hear us
We are rotting

We're going down in a spiral to the ground
No one, no one's gonna save us now
Not even God, no one saved us
No one's gonna save us

Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?

Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?

Where do you expect them to go when the bombs fall?

Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?

Superstition taking all of us for a ride
Mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right
The bombs are falling overhead with no sight
While you are talking all detached, detached, detached, detached, detached, detach.

Going down, in a spiral to the ground
No-one, no-one's gonna save us now (not even God)
No one saved us, no one saved us
No one saved us, no one's gonna save us now

Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?

suokaa minulle rauha tästä kaikesta
armon ian kaikkisen hiljaisuuden
pahaa kellekkää tahtoa en
vaikkakin saveen tallottuna olen

päivä loistaa pilven reunoilta mustilta
valaisten tyhjyyttä pimeällä valolla
enkelit kuorossa anelevat
pelastusta kansalle
paholaiset roviolla huutavat
väkivaltaa kansalle
ihminen kaiken tämän välissä
pakenee kilven taakse
kovetetun sydämen armoon

mikä olen tuomitsemaan
tätä valotonta maailmaa
sateen kastellessa kasvot lapsosen
missä olemme me
jotka tuomitaan viimeisenä?

anteeksi pyytäisin
jollei kyyneleet jo kuivuneet
polkua valotonta valottaisivat
tässä minä olen
alasti polulla kohtalon
viattomuuden kadotessa
vapaus ikuinen riistettynä
lapsosen käsistä


nimi tuli päätettyä, kiitos ehdotuksista, niitä tulikin paljon =D


© Dari Glabrezu

mielenkiintoinen yö, koko ajan kaivattiin ja kyseltiin hyvin öh... mielenkiintoisia... mutta vinkki kaikille joilla ei keppi enään seiso: "mulkku pystyyn ja kynä siihen teipillä kiinni" noin eipähän tarvi vaivautua sillä enään. mutta ehdottomasti paras oli kun kaveri soitti "haeks mulle tupakkaa" etenkin kun heppu on minua vanhempi. loput jääköön pimentoon, mutta sellanen yö.

ja tänään tarvitsisi kynnet puhdistaa lakasta, hiukset siistiä ja mennä soittaa metallican fade to black opettajalle, mikä ei kuulunut joukkoon?

mjust, kyl se eilinen pentagrammii meni