Тексты песен «Thyrane»


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Thyrane - Sacrifires

Reveal, whose name we summon in dark. Stir up the nocturnal dominions, under the ghostly fullmoon. Persecute the sleeps of thee which decline to confess, the hypocrisy in their hearts. Come forth, behind the fiercing...

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Thyrane - Satanic Ages Overture

Darkness has fallen, burnt the sign to holy flesh. Denominations of whiteness and sanctuaries will wither away. The cross shall no longer be in high standing supremacy. We rise from beneath the nordic honour and break...

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Thyrane - Satanist

I stand on the shadow of demoralizing cross, divergent is my path to cryptic beyond dimensions. My soul was created to deeper values...not to bounding extolled. I wade in stranger waters, guided with moonlight...stars...

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Thyrane - Sickening

A scream-like laughter echoes in your head As the cross-eyed dancers are capering They flash by you with twisted smiles Spinning around in odour, warm, repulsive, sickening Been following this grotesque show Could...

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Thyrane - Soulless and Broken

You, beacon of sanctimonious righteousness, consolation prize for vulnerable souls. Primordial vengeance you shall feel, at the end of your days. The only warmth will be hellfire's sweet blaze. We'll pull you to insane...

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Thyrane - Symphony Of Infernality

This is the night when the rotting heaven will die. Demons with the storm arrive frm the winds of fire. Beyond description is the spreading of cruelty and fear, Open as my veins are the seven gates of hell, and the...

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Thyrane - The Symptomatic

Sacred absurdities stumble down the catwalk Silky fabrics of fraud conceal the ugliness Their sanctity is fiction, their milk is poison And still admiration weighs upon their shoulders Never dare to question the...

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Thyrane - Thy World Inverted

The scissors of sinful lust clip the angelic wings, all the grievance of the past now culminates. Rejected is the rotten fruit in the heavenly gardens, and praised are the names of the fallen ones. Let your slaves come...

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Thyrane - Words Of The Prophet

I readthe signs from the eyes of the dead, and saw the seed of still-born tomorrow. I heard the future from the realms of hell, the symphonies burdened with sorrow. There would be a Messiah, not quite the saviour they...