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DELUSIVE DAWN LYRICS
"Unholy" (2000 Demo)
1. Master of poor world
2. The hope - Death
3. Unholy thoughts
1. Master of poor world
I am the master - the black mighty one
merciless ruler of this poor world
and all of you
Those who believe - I will protect.
Every other - I have to punish.
Sickness, war, disease and death
that's my real element!
We're the dark angels, we have to obey.
We're his devoted followers,
a beauty cover but empty inside.
We bring darkness into the light!
It's your misery, when I appear
then you will know the truth.
Maybe it's too late, so there's nothing you could do.
Then the end is near!
We're the dark angels, we have to obey.
We're his devoted followers,
a beauty cover but empty inside.
We bring darkness into the light!
I'll show you signs to warn
and save your souls.
So you have to choose.
Do you want to see or rather stay blind?
2. The hope - Death
Fallen angels crash in the groundless hole,
that was yawning its heart is the hell.
Burning angelwings show the empty way,
to damnation - it's eternal
The moon
bright shining over me,
The child of darkness.
But it isn't still spending any light.
The sun its ancestor,
once swallowed by the shadows
of the evil and crazy about to be spat out.
I am on my way
to follow you my dear.
Into your mighty world
my darkest fantasy.
You came into my dream
to ask me if I marry you.
Tonight it is the night
that we will meet again.
I see you
black eyes, black power.
I feel you
your breath, your fire.
I kiss you
my lips are burning.
I fuck you
my body's yearning.
Fallen angels crash in the groundless hole,
that was yawning its heart is the hell.
Burning angelwings show the empty way,
to damnation - it's eternal
Raye,
in the unconsciousness
of bloody spray,
greedy about getting deeper
to the endless expance
of darkness and damnation.
And the ground was yawning
the way to eternity is free.
I follow your breathtaking smell,
that takes away my fear.
And all my thoughts are dead,
I only feel this one desire.
Fallen angels crash in the groundless hole,
that was yawning its heart is the hell.
Burning angelwings show the empty way,
to damnation - it's eternal
I feel the dark power of evil,
running into my body,
while you satisfy my desire.
And inside my brain,
thousands of angels,
beating helpless with their wings,
to stop this fall.
But in vain
the whole worlds sorrow
leaves my body
and the gate to heaven
opens the door.
This emptiness, suspended, feeling nothing,
but the gentle wind in my hair.
I know I'm in hell.
3. Unholy thoughts
What is good?
Everything that raises the feeling of power,
the intention of power,
the power itself in man
What is bad?
Everything that comes from weakness.
What is luck?
The feeling that power is growing
that a resistance is defeated.
Not satisfaction but more power,
not peace at all but war,
not virtue but effenciency.
Weak and failed ones schould be going
to rack and ruin, first leap of
our human love. And we schould even help them for this.
More harmful than any vice?
The suffering with all weak and failed one.
Christianity
Not satisfaction ...
The problem is not that the human race
should be replaced in order of creatures
the human is the end
but what type of being should we breed
as more high-grade, more life-worthy
more future-conscientious.
This high-grade type has often been existed
but as a lucky chance, as an exception,
never wanted
It was rather been afraid at best, so far it was almost
the teribble thing - and from this fear
the reversed type was wanted,
was breeded, was reached.
the pet, the herd animal, sick animal,
the human - the christian
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