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Muusika paranormaalsusest
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Vesilik
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05-04-2018 11:47
Postitus: #1551
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest
Don Carlos - Johny Big Mouth



Truth shall set you free.
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11-04-2018 14:23
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RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest
Immortal - Sons Of Northern Darkness



Riding through the blackfires of endless time
The icy dawn lifts with an horizon like
nordens on fire
Still peace breathes throughout the realm...
This ride will be the one...

The morning sun gleam upon these
peaceful plains...
Far beyond the realms of fire and ice
The legions marches on...
Now blow the mighty horns of war

Fly throughout the sky... set fire to the land
Fly throughout the sky... Sons of Northern Darkness

Anger rideth with the one that knows no fear
Who's eyes like fire - who's hearts like ice

Spirits rideth with the ones that knows no fear
They are the Sons of northern darkness

Wisdom rideth with the ones that knows no fear
As old as the northern wind blow
Blow over grim moors...
Gathered we all storm the land...
The sound of triumph in the air
The legions marches on...
Now hear the mighty battleblasts

Fly throughout the sky... set fire to the land
Fly throughout the sky... Sons of northern darkness
Smile

Truth shall set you free.
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11-04-2018 20:34
Postitus: #1553
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest
Laibach (Volk) [08]. Yisra'el



As long as deep in the heart
A Jewish soul still yearns
And forward to the east
To Zion, an eye still looks
Our hope will not be lost
The hope of two thousand years
('Od lo avdah tikvatenu
Hatikvah bat shnot alpayim)
To be a free nation in our own home-land
(Lihyot am chofshi be'artzenu
Eretz Tziyon vi'rushalayim)
The land of Zion and Jerusalem

My country, my country, my land
My ancestors!
My country, my country, my nation
In the land of struggle!

With determination, fire
(Kol'od balevav P'nimah)
And my volcanic revenge
I hove climbed the mountains
Crossed frontiers
(Nefesh Yehudi homiyah)
And fought the wars
've conquered the impossible
With longing in my blood
(Ulfa'atey mizrach kadimah)
And the roar of gems
For my country, my land, my home
(Ayin le'tzion tzofiyah)
My ancestors


Liar of Golgotha - Ghost Of The Ancient Siberian Wolfcult



F'taghn collecting Itself from the ashes of men and women, melting and sharing their heritage of the past
It rose from the grey mists that deluged the barren planes of the coldlands, It chose as Its silent homestead
From pure alien origin It once had been, feared and hunted profusely by a race now removed from Its close vicinity
From this land's solemn existence, by a gentle stroke of Its hand
It was mastering the arts of this planet's materialisation
It alone was with many, who were but small parts of It self
F'taghn was the blessed name It carried, dating back from beyond the vortex
Of dimensions, from the grounds of the Elder lords
On the top of the frozen hill It appeared in all Its might
Clouded by the particles It had risen from, summoning the ghosts from Its gasseous
Body. Accompanied by the chanting choirs of tormented ancient souls, the misty shapes that dwelled the ground
Crystallised. F'taghn, Beast of a thousand souls, ancient dweller of the Siberian
Landscapes, feared by the lonely men sleeping restlessly in Its domain
Its four eyes watched the four horizons of the earth, scanning for a prey to be fetched by the materialised
Ghostly wolfclan. It remembered how he once recited the forbidden
Sentences, being bonded by the mortal human flesh, and glanced upon the spiralled vortex in the dry desert sands
He knew then that his destiny lay on a different level than that of his fellow human men and women
And the moment the purple lightning struck his eyes and burned his flesh he knew he was of the alien F'taghn, reaper of
Souls, scout of the Ancient Ones. It remembered how she once played with the Dhogh-Nubilum Gem and fragmentated
Into the sand she sat in, sailed on Sahara winds towards the open spheres of the vortex of creation
Disappearing into the sentient thing called F'taghn Yog, dogmatist of wolfclans, harvester of human souls in barren wastes
She was renewed and beyond all grasp
It remembered how It joined with the souls It lured into Its ritual bonding
The owners of human memories embedded in Its vapour flesh. And now they dwelled Siberia as wolves of light and darkness
Optic illusions just as deadly as bullets from a gun, obeying Its mind


Nile - Masturbating The War God



Evil sick flames cast uncertain shadowsin the dimly lit Temple of
Anhur as we count the dead and vanquished by hacking off their
Phalluses and piling the severed hands before the living stone
Image of God
The shamed and humbled women of the subjugated kneel in hopeless
Aquiescence as we grasp them by the hair and force them to serve
Our father Anhur
Yea we impale them on the massive stone member of the Ithyphallic
War God until the backs of their throats are torn out and their
Bowels are ripped apart
One by one we force the female captives to serve the Ahati until
The Gods legs are awash with blood and his phallus drips with
Red and black gore Un snem sheth tesher mekhsefu parthal m aba
Neth Anhur
We lay our bloodstained weapons of Iron on the altar of Anhur and
His Seed blesses us with strength to slay our enemies Like as unto
Menthu we have become Ithyphallic
The mighty Sekhmet is with us
Laugh
(selle postituse viimane muutmine: 11-04-2018 21:19 Vesilik.)

Truth shall set you free.
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12-04-2018 18:40
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RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest
Satyricon - In The Mist By The Hills



In the mist of the shadows by the river of the fogpalace
Two great spears and a flag of dominion and hate
Over the chasm riders of doom

And sometimes the water dares to reflect... As days pass by and the light
Is becoming weaker I can watch the death of the sun from my
Enormous view
Still sometimes I thought my own eyes were deceiving me

Many a misty morning's battle, Further on more experience
Soon it's time to hear the sound of the horn in far distance
The deathtone call for war

In the mist by the hills the day darkens
In this forest death rules
Over this chasm riders of doom and face him with a deadly pale
Spectre face
Grim as stone, Ride to the deathfields... Blackness and doom
A total eclipse of the sun
Die by the northern triology in the mist by the hills

Truth shall set you free.
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22-04-2018 14:19
Postitus: #1555
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest
Moonspell - Vampiria



Vampiria, you are my destiny
My only Love and true destiny
Vampiria...

You're a beast, evil one
Above your head lays a Star
In your heart is buried the jewel
of a Serpent who wished to die
your red long tongue has her poison
And you will spread it as you breed
In a Unique transylvanian dream
Conceiving the creed of all creeds

Vampiria, fly Vampiria

In your eye burn, defying
All those who in silence sleep
In a city once named Desire
Dreaming with the entombed dear

The lady has fallen in a blossom
Spread far away by undesirable winds
To females conspiring in gloom
Hiding your pearls from the pigs

So open your arms!
They were shaped as wings
A serenade of revenge draw on your lips

The sombre hill you're staying in
Is now defined
And your Star had start to shine

Depart now on your bright wings
The world envy
The skies have always seduced you
Precious Queen
and you know your time has come
To fly away with Me, so far...

Truth shall set you free.
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28-04-2018 22:14
Postitus: #1556
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest
Sylford Walker - Burn Babylon



It's a long, long, long, long, long..
It's a long time, I man a burn up the collie weed.
But it seems the Babylon them them them..
Come fight 'gainst I.
Them a fight 'gainst I.
I wanna know.. the reason why.

Babylon fight 'gainst Natty Dread;
Babylon no fight 'gainst the rum head;
Babylon no fight 'gainst the wine head;
Only a, Natty Dreadlocks.
Say Natty Dread up ina Babylon,
Natty dread all over Rome.
Dread in a Babylon,
Dread weh de wicked gwan.
Babylon come..
Come see I a burn up a likkle iley.

(..)

Babylon falling..
Babylon fall!
The wicked one drop.
Wicked one shall feel, the fire of..
Babylon dread, say Babylon dread.
Fire can burn, burn Babylon..
Burn Babylon:
It ago dread weh deh Babylon.
Natty Dread up in a Babylon,
Natty Dread all over Rome.
Oh, he no want, in a Babylon, no..
Place call African land,
That's the place where we wanna go.
Way up in a African-can-can..
That's the place where my forefathers were,
That's the place where we wanna go you know, oh.
Natty Dread, dreader than dread,
Dreader than dread, blood Babylon..

Truth shall set you free.
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