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Nocturnal SymphonyAlonly winds blowsBites the painfull crying And rapes in agony Irons of sinfull moments ...Agony... Euphoria... Nothing But them will be left over Your Death When hands rage Will freeze anger Will pour out laughter Frantic pain Breeze of divinity Shout of triumph Gives birth to evil choral Chased in agony It's a mystery and an euphoria ...Agony... Euphoria... Nothing But them will be left over Noise and dead scream Blood-stained reflection Is cutting into ahit and rot Breathing with no breath Finished in churches Like live graves without tombstones We'll and ourselves Thouden in the ground The face put into a painting Into a dram full of shadows Hidden in the blood That's a vision of fallen eyes Which will never mount The throne again |