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A Shrine To Madness
(专辑: Ritual - 2011)
Ritual Of Celebration “Let us go out this evening for pleasure for the
night is still young!” Let us dance skeletally, The
chill of the
autumn is stirring in me. Let us rape, let us murder, A
night to sate thine perverted desires, A
night on which to watch them die, To see the
life whisked from the
inside. A
night so black as Satan's hide, When we ghouls do come alive, When the
masks of mockery shall disguise our wicked eyes. To the
death of all, Celebrate the
empty breath of fall. The
31st t'will not go silent so long as evil doth dwell in man. Devil's night t'was a
scorcher, But on this eve we bring hell. Here in the
season of the
dead, Sanity hangs by a
thread. We're descendants of the
dark, Give us back our one true love. Manifest all hallows eve, Samhain grim our one true love. No you shan't kill Halloween, For we've bore it in our blood. Embrace ye the
brown leafed vertigo, For this undead night we have sold our souls. Hoist ye this black flag of blasphemy, Lift high this emblem of hate, Return the
jack-o'-lantern's smile on this holiday, For the
defiled shed the
thorned binds of Christ's denial, And son let the
devil in, Cultus diabolus, Laus ut flamma, Cultus obscurum, Amplexus fatum. Rejoice now ye hellions of Earth, A
glimpse of a
future not far, When the
dark one is said to return, Blackening this planet with ire. [Solo] Let us rape, Let us murder, A
night to sate thine perverted desires. A
thrill that cannot be quantified, To warm one's hands upon arson's fires. May the
spoils of this evening rot our teeth to the
gums, May the
treats of our enemies sever their lying tongues. Here in the
season of the
dead, Sanity hangs by a
thread. We're descendants of the
dark, Give us back our one true love. Manifest all hallows eve, Samhain grim our one true love. No you shan't kill Halloween, For we've bore it in our blood.
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