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NOCTIFER LYRICS
"Manifesta Superbia" (2005)
1. Intro
2. Supernova Experience
3. Mars Ultor
4. Odium
5. Glorification of the Past
6. Benighted Kingdom
7. Legio Noctifer
8. Fuck-Totum (Archetype of the Last Tyrant)
1. Intro
2. Supernova Experience
Quiet and mystical
Resides upon our heads
Infinite and mysterious
The domain of the stars
Suddenly a light
Tears the canvas of the space
Admire, The Majesty of the skies
Explosion - the last breath
Of a dying existence
Shining as never before
How much glory
Can there be in the end
Let me feel the power
Of the explosion
Supernova Experience
Devouring with fire
What she fed
Giving birth
To a new constellation
Let me feel the enrgy of cosmos
Let me drink the brightest splendour
Supernova experience
May this star be one day a man!
3. Mars Ultor
We won't tolerate!
At the sound of horns of war
The wolf broke the long sleep off
Snarling in darkness of buried dephts
Fire circles in black
Resonate once again
The cry of a divine issue
Once again the door will be opened
The long and mighty arm of Sol Invictus
Triumphally going into
The halls of eternity
Enfolds... Grinds...
Burns... Purifies...
"That was the night of martyrdom
That was the night of pagan knowledge supremacy
Only Agunum woods knew the truth
And deceiving the sword
The crosses were stained by blood
Christians against christians
To cure the plague
One was the refused sacrifice
6666 were the cut heads"
Mars Ultor lead Mighty Arms
Of those who cross the sacred way
Choosing for the last time
The path of the way back
The Glaudius will tear their crosses
Flapping of wings, Revealing in the air
Gods go with the march
We won't tolerate
A new era without memory!
4. Odium
Que metuunt oderunt, quem quisique odit perisse expedit
No emotions in my eyes
I can feel your rage
And I laugh!
No sentiments in my heart
I can taste your hate
And I laugh!
I'm the enemy you
Don't suppose to have
A gun in your mouth
I'm the enemy you
Suppose to have not
A knife in your shoulders
I sit!
Haughtiness is my throne
I laugh!
Apparent disrespectful haughtinness
I admire!
The charisma of the tyrants
Insolent disdainful and proud face
Icy Eyes sorrounded by a desert of solitude
And to their feet...
A roe of mannequins
Mutilated in the souls
A row of servants
Martyred in the body
5. Glorification of the Past
When reason died
And valour was forgotten
When pride was lost
And weakness became might
When gladio was staid
And valour denied
Sub-human progenies grows
And what a disgust - hearing their lies
When reason died
And valour was forgotten
When pride was lost
And weakness became might
When gladio was staid
And valour denied
New generation rises!
Listen to my laughters
Resounding in the wind
I was not there
When a fool was made king
Pity will be obsolete
When compassion belongs to the past
Fascism will rise in a new form
The eagle shall stand
Upon cities in flames
Time is to glorify ourselves
To cherish our culture
Time is to glorify ourselves
To fight by our own way
6. Benighted Kingdom
Coming... I see them coming
March of the undead spirit thorugh the endless waves of time coming marching off...
I see them coming back
Darkened... daggers like thunders
Symbold of Justice
A grown darkness
Ancient splendour... never lost
Mystic union, Fate turns His eyes
To demonized sons of the past
Benighted Kingdom
Rise to stand
Will they be ready?
So deaf to the echoes of a divine glory
Adore.Absorb.Defend
Light stands when Darkness fades
The Great Mother...
Blindness and Hunger
Suddenly the Perennial swallowe by the void
The last bell... no chant and honour
I hear its call
The hand from below taking the impure and unworthy son
Mystic union, Fate turns His eyes to demonized sons of the past
(you'll) Regenerate.Feed.Defend
Light stands when Darkness fails
Feed their wrath... the awaited return
All began with the Empire... with It all will end
Benighted Kingdom... The Rising Light
7. Legio Noctifer
Every age has got its decline
Every reign its end
We are the proud legion
Announcer of the forthcoming dusk
Sunset is only the beginning
Night will be long
Then a new light will shine
Restoration be started
Every age has got its decline
Every religion its end
We are the last light
Announcer Of the forthcoming night
New temples will be erected
New hymns will be sung
This is the new order
Pity is obsolete
The exaltation for the sick one is outmoded
The sore must disappear
No more resentment toward strength
The old prayers will be forgotten
The old god will be renounced
We, the last valorous sons of the Occident
Uncivilized by christian perversion
Destroyer of the ancient natural order
we are not modern soldiers
But valorous warriors
We mantain the sense of
Commanding and obeying
War is our spiritual fulfilment
In the mediterranean, classical
And pagan tradition
Christ's reign will find death
In our tradition
By our hand!
8. Fuck-Totum (Archetype of the Last Tyrant)
War-Machine, Bestower of Hate
Source of complaints and doom
Eye that stres dark horizons, so close
Fed by the Hate of a whole mourning mass
A rotten black mass, voices swallowed by the depth
Disturbed by the weight of their suffering
His watch spreads, inexorable
Spread, purifying the earth
Silent awaits
The great day of no-remorse
Poisonous Hate creeping into the ground
Stamped by shameless profaners
Cursed by the true shadow and the mark of an infamous misery
I see it in front of our eyes
Sentence of Death
A row of crosses, nibbled by the worms
Eyes imploring unto the Great Above
No resto to the holy guilty
In torment will be the long silence and for us, the Great Victory (who will see a different future?)
Follow the procession of the one who dares
The long night will wash away every sacred sin
Darkness will possess those, those who deserve in the most...
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