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• Artiste: Crucified Whore
• Titre: King Of The Mourning Millenium
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I open the gate to my inner dreamworld A darkland... dominated by grimness and solitaries But still there is an everburning flame Once again I watch the nightsky through the eyes of a wolf Candles accelerate the spiritual katharsis In this night of decision I stride through the portal I´m the heir of the throne, like the first snowfall I return once more To this place I ever longed for Lord you are the bearer of wisdoms seed I`m your disciple, don`t deny my presence Yes, wide open are my gates I´m the divinity of wrath and the source of hate Enter my realm and dive into the circle of fire On dark wings I descend Cold winds carry my soul Dark forces haunt my spirit `till prophecies are spoken And angels holocaust is fulfilled Beyond the race of god I stand I´m the king of the mourning millenium Holding the banner of the infernal lord Crushing the honour of christ I observe the stars of mine Wolves sing the hymnes of winter And the elves dance their last dance The last martyr is coming soon I open the gate to my inner dreamworld A darkland... dominated by grimness and solitaries But still there is an everburning flame I absorb draconian moments To strenghten my glorious soul Will these desolate times be my lives blackest hours? This crown, the completion of darkness Like the pale moonshine I`m the heir of the throne, like the first snowfall I return once more To this place I ever longed for Feel my endless faith and enthrone me In the ruins of a dying kind I see the shore of revelation like a raven I fly Towards the wastelands, no shadows cast Choires of vengeance resound from the north These are your lands, may there be breed your demonic race And may you bury once again my rage on the other side