Текст (слова) песни: Rotting Christ - Daemons

Draw deeply thy breath
Close thy mouth with right fore finger pressed
Dash down the hand with a great sweep
Expelling forcibly thy breath

Soul with virtues and minus
Emotions that battle with love and hate
Body with instinct and insanity
Sensation of pleasure mixed with pain

Feel the crude natural power
Give birth to what I had dig lower
Evoke the source of creation
Control the power of salvation
Lay down to the powers of universe
Internalize the harmony of universe
Destroy the naive paths of ignorance
Control the inner cries of desperation of vitiation

The purely major
The purely minor
Sign of expansion
Sign of paradox

Touch the joy of the absolute
Wear the mask of fighting rule
Swear the oath of macro
Turn the chapter of micro
Chase the inner freedom
Forbidden paths of liberation
Follow the voices the crush your mind
Beyond the unseen cries of a wasted life

The purely major
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Full Colour Is The Night
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If It Ends Tomorrow
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Law of the Sepent
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Morallity Of A Dark Age
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Out Of Spirits
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Release Me
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Semigod
Serve In Heaven
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The Fifth Illusion
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The Sign Of Evil Existance
The World Made End
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Thy Wings Thy Horns Thy Sin
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