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Текст песни Bishop Of Hexen - Diaries Of Primeval Tragedies

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Angry are the clouds which anesthetizeFormer besetting episodes of assertive painAn overwhelming blend of harmonious mirth & aweProclaims with much pride-dawn`s out bursting rageCometh ye all astounded facesI plea to thee-hear me now or nevermorePoor puzzled pieces of human wreckageYour wounds of heart & soul may heal-when sharedSurround me with your precious presenceMy only request for now-is your dearest patienceCull the words which portray your mightFrom miserable tiny pebbles-to stones of awesome sightsFrom rotting pallets filled with mold & miceFrom grey hidden corners contaminated by the diseases of the soul whichdiesRed shiny ink spills our luxuriant opera on-yellow dusty pagesBathe with sweet nectar flowing from-aching mind-cagesLooking back-glaring at lifeAll these years of death-from Christs murderous knifeThe drought which, bit by bit, gnawed our pride-Insulting holy lies which poisoned meadows of the true dark-guideAbsorb with joy-the sweet new bloodFilling every heart-beat and instincts-slumber yet starvedFind me your poets, bring forth your bardsLet them sing kisses of evil to other world-partsI can hear the owl reciteDiaries of primeval tragedies which confideTruth & knowledge of matters we must tendIn theaters of witchcraft-we pretendThe craving of dreams to form the prophecyOpen vein-shaped roads resembling our complex-conspiracyThe rythem of the march excite to tears in our eyesDon`t other dare bark towards us-lest we rid them like fliesSee my trembling cut open fingersThey remind me of the incredible secret which still lingersFree yourself from all those lies which are told so oftenFor now our referendoms web-is catiously wovenFollow that trail left by the witches-most dark & paleEmbellish poetry in veins to breed-Together to submerge & sublimely-bleedRestless retch anchors of holy clayAnd gather triumphs to harvest in the golden fields of may

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