When the gist is sucked
From the daydreams you carry
The rotten, unpure will stench down on this world like the bomb from Enola gay
And all you will see
Is the truth of hell - the truth of blood
No matter how deep you dig
Theres no gold to be found
Reminder for fools
That all beautiful dies
And all that is left
Is a shattered illusion
Ohhh...
On wich a gloria
Will never grow
A price to pay
To rise above
And you will see
What this really is
Foul and free
To die in the gutter
No Gloria - No Glory - No Stars
No Fame - No Gold - Now bring to ground your flag so we can set it on FIRE!
Ohhh...
On wich a gloria
Will never grow
A price to pay
To rise above
And you will see
What this really is
Foul and free
To die in the gutter
Baptised in fire
Ohhh...
A fountain of life
Filled with my piss
A caress of death
Hail last breath
A kiss for an angel
To close your mind
A venomous tounge
Will keep you behind
No Gloria - No Glory - No Stars
No Fame - No Gold - Now give upp your life if you wanna bare the mark!
When opens this book
A language in disguise
Only to be red
By the true enlighted eyes
And what signs and symbols
That there appears
Are guidelines and compass
To a black, devavouring sphere
And we will be there
When the march is on
We must suffer
That is the price!
No glory is ours
In this mortal life
No names carved in stone
We are but.... SIN!!!
So what do you want?
What do you crave?
The symphony of glory
Wont be played for you here!!
OPUS NECRO!

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