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DARK CELEBRATION LYRICS
"Indicium" (2005)
1. Oculars Infernum
2. Legacy Of Fire
3. Sulphur
4. Razors Dance (In Indicium Infernali)
5. Seck Song - Symphony Of The Dark
1. Oculars Infernum
Now I cross the borders of dreams
Black wings adorn my backs
The infinite darkness conforts me
And rest in the arms of death
Let me prove now the vortez of fire
Infinite spiral of violence
Rebaptizes my soul in blasphemy
And purifies my body in flames
The dark veil
Makes me stronger
My last sentence
Separates me from the flesh
My last sigh
Revives the embers
In a bonfire of hate
In my being´s profundities
I take my place between the thunder and the serpent
I fell the sparkle of metal attacking my face
The apocalypse was born again
And of the four horsemen I am the plague
And when the sun rises from the darkness
A desert black as night
Will be made home of a thousand bodies
The passage to the seven circles of hell
2. Legacy Of Fire
No more they will drink your blood
No more they will eat your meat
No more they will follow your doctrine
No more they will die under your law
For years and years I waited for this moment
My Body was degraded but my mind grew
I don´t need this crust of meat and blood
My faith os stronger than your son
Iron Fire Angers Hate
The Faith that I had never, will never have
The body that I abandom myself doesn´t serve as anything
The blood that I satiates my thirst is sweet
Sweeter that your rotted body
No more they will drink your blood
No more they will eat your meat
No more they will follow your doctrine
No more they will die under your law
Your laws burn my body and they boil my blood
They consume my being in sacred fires
I don´t fell pain, just pleasure
Pleasure in proving your lies and weaknesses.
Iron Fire Angers Hate
Iron! My heard is made of Iron
Fire! My spirit is made of Fire
Anger! My desire is made of Anger
Hate! My blood is made of Hate.
An universe in contradiction dived in blood
What legacy would leace a pile os ashes and burned bones?
Only one more
Burned victim as a witch
An inheritance of Iron, Fire, Angers, Hate
May it wake up the man, the instinct
Of the ashes, be made swords for the one of free spirit
May my bones break the links is a average
Of the slavery that deprives the mind of the Evolution
3. Sulphur
Leaving the mists of Hell
I bring my sword with anger
I am for so long
Awating for the spillin of your blood
and at this moment I´ll attack one by one
I am the master of my lineage
I am the warrior of the centuries
Come, my faithful legions of hell
Join me to this Infernal War
I invoke all of you
This is our time to kill the nazarene
And burn the cross and they followers
Nobody will survive against our angry army
For centuries I have been waiting for this final war.
It´s my time to win, my followers are even stronger
For centuries - I have been fortifying myself
For centuries - The victory is even closer
For centuries - My legions are stronger
For centuries - I am the Warlord that will rule this world
I saw the victory
In the christian's blood
And this brave journey
Initiated by me
I will give to my allies
The waited victory
Now, we are as one
Killing christians one by one
There is nobody that can defeat us.
Now is our time...
4. Razors Dance (In Indicium Infernali)
Superior forces, ladies of death
Separated for worship, united by war
From the four corners of the universes
Riding fast the winds of desolation
In battle disposition, on the soil of armagedom
Seven thousand iron sheets, flaming and pulsing
Now, ladies of war, dancing the hate and revenge
Finishing and burying a world that failed
The swing of the axe, cutting the flesh
The blow of the sword, bleeding the sacred
The head of the spear, fulminating Christ
The fire in the arrow, burning the creation
The dance continues and blood will spill
The church and the cross falling into pieces
Ladies of blasphemy, sign with blood
Christ defiance and the death of the man
Lilith daughters that burned in the bonfire
Once again united in the battlefield
Whores and witches, show us her face
The new inquisition, the indicium infernali
The new inquisition, the indicium infernali
The swing of the axe, cutting the flesh
The blow of the sword, bleeding the sacred
The head of the spear, fulminating the Christ
The fire in the arrow, burning the creation
The deepest black eyes, reflect the sheets of steel
your sweet lips, drains hate and revenge
Your long hair fly with the blood in the air
Ladies of apocalypse, our black revenge
To the king of the Jews a new crown of razors
Of the remains of the battle, that's what the bonfire is made
To the sons of Christ,
Burn in the fire of their own bones
Ladies of the revenge, possess our bodies and minds.
5. Seck Song - Symphony Of The Dark
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