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• Artiste: Rotting Christ
• Titre: Ad Noctis
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I am the healer and the deceiver I am the sober eye of fate I always take to be the giver I am the crimson eye of hate My love is sloth corrupting order I am the secret hand of pain I am the builder of this wanderland My face is known by the insane My work is black the sin moves As horrific and as cold I am the horns with golden hooves The balance of the gods Oblivion decay and death Three of my children without birth I am into the inner dark The tension of the kill The first of murders had my mark I am in restricted thrills My work is black the sin moves As horrific and as cold I am the horns with golden hooves The balance of the gods Not being me, yet I am life The lover and the wife In nothing I am the essence all, the things in which you exist Still I am more you couldn't hold, the corpse's biggest feast My work is black the sin moves as horrific and as cold I am the horns with golden hooves, the balance of the god ...the balance of the god Staring at me is a simple thing But may affect you a lot I am inside you in every thing GOD'S OWN ETERNAL HOST I am the healer and the deceiver I am the sober eye of fate I always take to be the giver I am the crimson eye of hate My love is sloth corrupting order I am the secret hand of pain I am the builder of this wanderland My face is known by the insane My work is black the sin moves As horrific and as cold I am the horns with golden hooves The balance of the gods I am the burning side of rules The balance of the gods The balance of the gods The balance of the gods