The mirrors, the mirrors That hides the hideous Me, the others Banned and forbidden From of your world Alone and cold Watching in silence So close, still
Frozen constellations, now we are, Forever trapped by illusions of fate Arising from the ashes of fires, Burning low in the shadows of hate You and I
Pools of black eternity Sweeping down on brightly burning fires When comes the righteous ones Bringing the servants of leechy throngs Angels, remembering
At the brink of Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened plains Deserted and dead it declares its place By spewing it's magma like blood
... But I know too surely that I'm only fooling myself I'm only fooling myself [Temporary borders - Comments] [I had just joined illnath, got their
Deep I dig to discover the truth Deep inside where secrets hide I hunt the hierarchy's highest heroes To hurt where vulnerability lies Roses burning on
By the hands of violent winter, his fate was sealed Crawling on the icy slopes with limbs frozen cold Memories of untold torture, in his mind Waking from
The sun sets at last, sliding slowly and silently down 'Low the horizon in the west, where a small house lies... The puppet-man is ending his workday
Traduction: Illnath. Legacy antique.
Traduction: Illnath. Death Becomes Tous.
Traduction: Illnath. Le sang est le péché Tout-Puissant.
Traduction: Illnath. Angelic Voices Calling.
Traduction: Illnath. Jamais encore.
And there was light And the darkness that followed blinded my eyes The night made we trustworthy and hid all my lies I called the seventh of the eight
Descending rapidly down the spiral Not quite sure what I have embarked Thoughts don't make any sense at all In the shifting, liquid dark The words my
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