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LEGION OF DARKNESS LYRICS
"Legion of Darkness" (2003 Demo)
1. La Danza Del Satiro
2. The Wood Stretched Inside Me
3. End This Will Become Past
4. Ancient Pagan Rites
1. La Danza Del Satiro
2. The Wood Stretched Inside Me
Trembling like the advent of frost
I walk the unreason paths
Hiding,
myself to the world
Not to burn it with my blinding glow
Before I'll sentence its destiny
Hermit,
I wander in a forest
Attempting to know the real sense of life
Or only of my life...
Omit my existence reason...
I don't believe that some highest soul could do this
The memory of golden centuries brush against my soul
Although I could only gather a little part of it
From the ancients souls which have crossed it
Finally , it's night . I arrive in this grassy clearing
It is surrounded by megalith of unknowed eras
Magic moon make theater this place
Theater of my inner passions and dramas
But notwhithstanding this I could leave the heavy burden
To give , maybe , to mistycal dances
With the wooden shadows which , curious , observe
from behind the edges of my coscience , my attempted spirit
...And run to stand by side of Diana ,
and searching in me , man , solutions for the cosmos mistakes...
It's sweet tocelebrate the pain
It's sweet to contemple my haggard being in this magic mirror
drinking once again the cider of knowledge
offered to me by the spirits of the dark wood
That , during the sleepless nights , I reach
In the wood stretched inside me.
3. End This Will Become Past
4. Ancient Pagan Rites
Branded into my spirit is
The ability of observe infinitelly infinite
Because my eyes have no eyelids
And the temporal eternities burn my pupils from forgetful times
Since the gods create me suffering
Only to see the sun more pure and delight by it
As I move my steps in this era,
Collapsed in the glooms of recklessness and caos.
We are the standard of ancient and noble values,
it rise imperious from the abyss of the motionless
In which this filthy christian
society would bind us
This standard , bulwark of the last pagan virtues ,
Will return to enter the heart of our land
to reinfuse that lymph
That the despicable parasites devour from it
Honour , love , strenght ,
Respect for what , that , whirling ,
move itself generating the life
Respect for my land,
that , generous , feeded our coscence
In time wich people of all world
extoled the colours And the various forms ,
in which it morphed
to offer itself
to the popolar purity That has been
and it isn't anymore
Era of decadence , era of decadence
Why I was born in your womb?
But the wind be silent in his sad lament.
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