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Artiste:
Elvenking
Titre:
The Voynich Manuscript
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I'm slave to the arms of the night and of the shadows Caressed by the storms and the spines of wanton fantasies Filthy unutterable rites, of pagan verity Adorned by magickal scars For the ones who believe, for the ones who really believe I raise a toast to the gods of the damned and banned A chalice to those who betrayed the gilded throne Write of my journeys and fights back to back Sing of my deeds and my glories Hide all the things that are burning my heart Deep down devouring my soul of black Until I will confess and redeem To the last arcane king A kingdom got fattened by greed, by vicious longings Luxury demons command On the prowl of your vanity, look out for your enemies I raise a toast to the gods of the damned and banned A chalice to those who betrayed the gilded throne I stand on the verge of malice – bless the hands of the wickedly pure The fingers of the glorified to the back of the eternally blamed Write of my journeys and fights back to back Sing of my deeds and my glories Hide all the things that are burning my heart Deep down devouring my soul of black Until I will confess and redeem To the last arcane king Sing of my deeds and glories – as my remains repose Evocativo maleficium – manuscript of death throes I stand on the verge of malice – blessed are the hands of the wickedly pure Pointed the fingers of the glorified to the backs of the eternally blamed I smell the blood of the reverenced with reluctance and disgust They'll find the answers of their holy land in the piss splattered on their graves Until i will redeem – to the arcane king