Текст песни MISTIGO VARGGOTH DARKESTRA - The Key To The Gates Of Apocalypse
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Текст песни MISTIGO VARGGOTH DARKESTRA - The Key To The Gates Of Apocalypse
I light the candles of my sorceryThe blood is on the altarIt flows from the sacrificedAnd fills the bowl to the topThe visions of the onesThat are impossible to callGash through the mysteries( )That was summoned by meThe steps of vicious ApocalypseBeside the gates of ArmageddonWhere the death tears its maskAnd I see its triumphant smileOn the cold damned faceThis is my triumph tooI am the keeper of the keyI left the future and abandonedTo the unknownThe gates are opened…The visions of the onesThat are impossible to callGash through the mysteriesThat was summoned by meBeyond the natureBeyond the understandingSomewhere it evilly opens the mawFrom which it discerns the hollowIn the expanseOn the both sides of goodnessAnd evilYou can't confront itIt's out of the understandingThe top of creation or creatorWrathfully throw in the timeThe billows of the poisoned unknownDarkness and coldThere is no lightThere is no words inside this thoughtTo stop the time meansTo live with itThe space opens the gatesStraight to Algol where its clack lightBurn the rest of life. The wind of myGlide to the purgatoryI am here face to face with the unknownHere is the key to Apocalypse!The soul is wipedBy the asteroids of lieTo find the way is the fateOf the powerful raceGliding to the top of awarenessFall to the pit of unknownWhere's the end of the way?The endlessness and darknessAre in frontThere is no comprehension of beliefIt was not borne hereThe triumph of the powerful race!Goodness, evil. I see the edgeBut I can't understand itIt's out of my natureThe one that could floodDrown hereThe one that could killDie hereThe strength dies hereOnly to be borne againThe caravans of starsGash to the pastThe future was long agoI'm closer to the stars birthIn the billows of misty emptinessAppears the bordersLight…Darkness…Cycle…The dying and galloping backThrough the time nowadaysBorn in the circle of the past deathGiving the life to certain partsOf the universe (where there is nothingOf my habits)Against the theory of perfectionDissimilar and separate all clearFrom being misunderstood, Light from DarknessI see the silliness in itBut this is my natureI feel how it breaks in meAnd I leave that, whichhaven't been ever seenEvil or Gods are borning in meAnd now discerning maws ofThe Black HolesSurround the shell of thisThat I have seenThe past is born hereAnd I see it carrying the awfulnessWhat is involving me hereThrough these mysteries?Misunderstanding or intelligenceThat reach the perfectionI will not give answersTo myself, because there areNot anyDrowning in the rivers ofIgnorance and emergingIn the seas of mind powerThe giving hand will take all backThe tear will not dropIt will leave out of timeAnd the top of that (its bottom) will leave itOut of natureAnother dimensionWhere mountains are pits