Текст песни Limbonic Art - Suicide Commando
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- Название песни: Suicide Commando
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"Повеление К Суициду"В тени мирских честолюбивых желаний
Вижу я жизнь и смерть, и их ужасный конфликт
И как свет убивает то, что создано тьмой
В вечном пути по темным рекам моего сердца
Через безжизненные наслоения и планетарное разложение
В порочном кругу угасания
Душа находит свой способ забвения
В черноте тоски только грех – вечен
Как самоцвет моего сердца, эфирно-ночной
В глубоких, черных как смоль залах тьмы
Безжалостный зла пантеон жаждет самоуничтожения
И только когда все грани любви погублены
Только тогда – в силах ты ощутить пустоту
И сердцем достичь Запредельного
Тиран в душе и во плоти, боль, – нечестивая владычица
Церемонией смерти земной ты совершаешь признание ей
Следуй голосам ночи, и в бесконечном сне ты обретешь убежище от света
Во власти тьмы был день, когда рожден ты,
И даже вечера темнее, когда ты вырван был (из жизни когтей)
Умри же в муках во имя вечной мистерии тьмы
Умри с тихими спазмами свободы крика
Жизнь – всего лишь зараза бессмыслия
In the shadows of the world's ambitions
I see life and death, in an enormous collision
Light destroys, what dark creates
Forever floating, the dark rivers of the heart.
Lifeless drifting, in an orbital decay.
A vicious circle of extinction
The soul reaches the state oblivion
In blackness of sorrow, the sin is immortal.
The diamond of the heart, is pure nocturnal.
In the deep pitch black halls of darkness.
The cruel high-council of evil, demands self destruction.
All the aspects of love, must be undone.
Only then one can feel, the emptiness,
As the cold heart reaches beyond.
Tyrant in soul and flesh, pain is the unholy mistress.
Rites in earthly death, for darkness you confess.
Follow the voices of the night, in endless sleep you'll hide from light.
Dark was the day you were born, even darker on that eve you were torn.(From life)
Die in martyrium, for darkness endless mysterium.
Die in silent spasms of screaming.
Life is infected by no meaning.
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"Suicide Commission"In the shadow of worldly ambitions
I see life and death, and their terrible conflict
And how light kills what is created by darkness.
In the eternal way along the dark rivers of my heart
Through lifeless layering and planetary decomposition
In a vicious circle of extinction
The soul finds its way of forgetting
In the blackness of longing only sin is eternal
As a gem of my heart, ethereal-night
In the deep, pitch black halls of darkness
Ruthless evil pantheon craves self-destruction
And only when all the facets of love are destroyed.
Only then can you feel the emptiness
And the heart to reach the Beyond
Tyrant in the soul and in the flesh, the pain - the unholy mistress
By the death ceremony on earth you make confession to her
Follow the voices of the night, and in endless sleep you will find refuge from the light
In the power of darkness was the day you were born,
And even the evening is darker when you were torn out (from the life of claws)
Die in agony in the name of the eternal mystery of darkness
Die With Silent Freedom Cries
Life is just an infection of meaninglessness.
In the shadows of the world
I see life and death, in an enormous collision
Light destroys, what dark creates
Forever Floating
Lifeless drifting, in an orbital decay.
A vicious circle of extinction
The soul reaches the state oblivion
In blackness of sorrow, the sin is immortal.
The diamond of the heart, is pure nocturnal.
In the deep pitch black halls of darkness.
The cruel high council of evil, demands self destruction.
All the aspects of love must be undone.
Only then one can feel, the emptiness,
As the cold heart reaches beyond.
Tyrant is the soul of the mistress.
Rites in earthly death, for darkness you confess.
You will hide from light.
You were born, even darker that you were torn. (From life)
Die in martyrium, for darkness endless mysterium.
Die in silent spasms of screaming.
Life is infected by no meaning.