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Winds of Creation piosenki

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As I Lay Dead

Where do I lie? Now where am I? I feel numb I see none I feel broken, worn-out, cold and dead But I see my own, I can hear my head I've been taken somewhere I don't belong Leave me out of here, let me get back I hear the calls, dragging me to stay...

Clay Warrior

Thou shall now in your time to burn Find out thou art not the only on To believe the lies set in your mind By the world of weakness you took as guide Display thy courage when thou art a coward Be brave to fight when the weak step foward Shallow follower...

Consumed

A gap's been shown, within my soul I'm fragile and torn, to beings of old Pain is no barrier, good is no goal Strengh is a mean, cruelty is gold When it rapes my mind, puts me aside Consumes my sanuty, like a parasite I now weaken, I now fade Bring m...

Decadentia

The wicked lead the way The stench of despair Submitind to our fate The decay now is shared We all know where it goes We all know what it does Mallive has been installed The path to our fall Through the turns of time, through history The seen abyss,...

Hymn to Fail

No more time to wonder why Now punishment pours from the sky Puring down, washing us off from here Liquid wrath, all our fear It comes from the ground Within every sound It's mixed in our blood Bringin' down this world Manipulating our thoughts Na...

Lost in Pain, Living in Vain

Set yourself free From the bondage of pride False, eventually A dark night sky Measure the damage Taste the poison Submissive, even in rage Dominated by some Cry for care Watch your corruption Haunted by weakness Thoughts of depression Raptur...

Rites of Flames

The demons are laughing and the angels cry On my holy actions to sustain a lie Thou shall be judged for my word is the law My name carries fear for the evil I've fought Terror through religion disguised in my words Hatred in my eyes and my blood running...

The 8th Day

On the eigth day, the world was ill Nations wept, fullfiled prophecies On the eight day, crime was created To kill, steal and create world policies On the eight day, terror appeared So we could fear our blood and politicians rise With all our greed, m...