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• Artiste: Transcending Bizarre?
• Titre: The Serpent's Manifolds
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Born from the cold wombs of virgin girls Armageddon, the fifth sun of the pitch black sky Risen from the dead of a reflector world A forgotten image of the first gaze In the dawn of humanity His worshipers bow to his perennial wisdom The arcane enigmas unfold Raised in a glowing darkness Embraced by fate Blood has shed for the enemies' empire Now he will lead the world to war with fire With fire His bloodstained sword awaits the liars The destroyed old fake world is damned to perdition Before him the light was cursed To oppose the darkness The balance is restored Shaping his own dark fate He chose the faith (die) Blood has shed for the enemies' empire Now he will lead the world to war with fire The savior you were seeking for Is only alive in prophecies of self damnation Your salvation is lie Queries, saviors, wonders they all lead To a new and even bigger vicious circle Cosmic truth is the regression Towards zero Now he will lead the world To escape this vicious circle Armageddon, the fifth sun of the pitch black sky The king is nothing Believes in nothing Lives in nothing And dies for nothing