Текст песни Dimmu Borgir - The Foreshadowing Furnace

In Sorte Diaboli
Жанр: Sympho Black
Исполнитель: Dimmu Borgir
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Sparks fly and fire licks my wings Tied to this wood - I was born for burning I rebelled against the flock Declined to submit to slavery As a token from my legions of the chosen few I reveal the secrets to the world's most famous forgery As flames devour my skin Flesh melting - peeling off My days as an earthbound entity Are outnumbered and have come to an end I will never be laid to rest But be free from oppression Those of my kin - the black flame Those of my sin - hail my name Those of us that have been given eyes to see Will never be laid to rest but be free from oppression In this hour I finally separate Carnal knowledge from divine will In this hour I finally separate Myself from your tyranny Still our enemies will keep hiding In the shadows with betrayal against reason But with my reprisal I shall endure And uncover the magnitude of this treason I will arise from perdition And let me presence known I will author a new era And have my Beast shown My stigma is of damnation I am from beyond your God
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