Текст песни Dimmu Borgir - Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia - 9. Absolute Sole Right
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As cyclones detach from the world above And all the other worlds beneath them flow Timewinds caressing the dust of cold memories Sought, to strive in twilight mist and penal fire As daylight suffers, night time recollects For what wind hath drawn near, so near... Death has a contract on life and hell in-between What was once not certain is now foreseen When the pendulum is in it's reverse factor Rivers run red and skies turn black Accuracies of bloodbaths liberate from within Conquests of a crooked cross and its coming loss A magisterial maintenance of diabolic education Where the opposite of innocence paves way for intelligence Where pearls are chained for each tragic event The glorification of deviance in progress Liars in wait tries to quench their thirst for more Drowning victims of a parallel universe The scum of the earth, a rejoice of fouls The world hates you for being precise Когда циклоны срустяться с верхнего мира И затопят все миры под ними Ветры времен ласкающие пыль холодных воспоминаний Вызванные, чтобы устремиться в туман сумерек и искупающий огонь Когда дневной свет страдает, ночь надвигается Для чего ветра поднялись близко, так близко Смерть – промежуток между жизнью и адом То что однажды бало таким четким, сейчас лишь предвидимо Когда маятник войдет в крайнее положение Реки станут красными, а небеса потемнеют Точность кровавых потоков изнутри Покорения перевернутого креста и его скорое его поражение Диктаторская поддержа дьявольского учения Где противничество невинности открывает путь инетеллекту Где жемчуг осоциируется с каждым трагическим событием Восхваление неповиновения продолжается Ждущий лжец пыиается уталить свою жажду большего Утопающие жертвы паралельной вселенной Мразь земли, воссоединение дураков Мир ненавидит тебя за твою точность |
As cyclones detach from the world above
And all the other worlds beneath them flow
Timewinds caressing the dust of cold memories
Sought, to strive in twilight mist and penal fire
As daylight suffers, night time recollects
For what wind hath drawn near, so near ...
Death has a contract on life and hell in between
What was once not certain is now foreseen
When the pendulum is in it's reverse factor
Rivers run red and skies turn black
Accuracies of bloodbaths liberate from within
Conquests of a crooked cross and its coming loss
A magisterial maintenance of diabolic education
Where the opposite of innocence paves way for intelligence
Where pearls are chained for each tragic event
The glorification of deviance in progress
Liars in wait tries to quench their thirst for more
Drowning victims of a parallel universe
The scum of the earth, a rejoice of fouls
The world hates you for being precise
When cyclones coalesce from the upper world
And flood all the worlds beneath them
Winds of times caressing the dust of cold memories
Called to rush into the fog of twilight and redeeming fire
When daylight suffers, night approaches
Why did the winds come so close
Death is the gap between life and hell
The fact that once the ball was so clear is now only foreseeable
When the pendulum goes into extreme position
Rivers turn red and the skies darken
The accuracy of blood flow from within
Subjugation of the inverted cross and its imminent defeat
Dictatorial Support for the Devil's Doctrine
Where the opposition of innocence paves the way for intellect
Where pearls are associated with every tragic event
The glorification of disobedience continues
A waiting liar is trying to quench his thirst for more
Drowning victims of a parallel universe
Scum of the earth, reunion of fools
The world hates you for your accuracy