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 NAER MATARON LYRICS
 
 
  
 "Voice of Hate / Naer Mataron" (2006 Split)
 
 1. Venus in furs (Velvet Underground Cover)
 2. Chaos disruption
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 1. Venus in furs (Velvet Underground Cover)
 
 Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
 Whiplash girlchild in the dark
 Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
 Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
 Downy sins of streetlight fancies
 Chase the costumes she shall wear
 Ermine furs adorn the imperious
 Severin, Severin awaits you there
 I am tired, I am weary
 t could sleep for a thousand years
 A,thousand dreams that would awake me
 Different colors made of tears
 Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
 Shiny leather in the dark
 Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
 Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
 Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
 Sevenrin, down on your bended knee
 Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
 Taste the whip, now plead for me
 I am tired, I am weary
 I could sleep for a thousand years
 A thousand dreams that would awake me
 Different colors made of tears
 Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
 Whiplash girlchild in the dark
 Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
 Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
 
 
 
 
 2. Chaos disruption
 
 In a time where loyalty failed
 In a time where all paths are hidden
 Oh... what beautiful words I hear
 "Friendly" murderers of the spirit appear
 Wannabe shepherds are out for sheep
 
 Yet, I am the wolf of salvation!
 I am the one that's disrupting the chaos
 I am the murderer of both the shepherd and sheep
 
 The instinct of survival awakes inside me
 Mental superiority can't get controlled
 Through all the history of man
 Friends have betrayed - Women have corrupted
 The journey will be long... and the war destructive
 I look at the stars... I must get started!
 
 Focused inside my chaos I saw worlds collapsing
 I seek my companions but the runes told nothing
 Will I stand triumphant?
 Will I fall defeated with my wounds bleeding?
 Wotan smiled with the sudden panic
 
 And then Isaw that my mental death is the worst fate
 And then I smiled and walked the path...
 I´d better die with sword and pride.
 
 
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