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Queen Dies
03:58
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An ancient prophecy appeared erewhile to me
I would be dead by hand of power-hungry twin
There is so much to do as long as I am queen
Cost what it may, I'll fight the fate, I am to win
Convene all twins in kingdom, slay them all
Сut throats, throw out the guts and daunt
Let them be warning for anyone who fakes
Their souls and bodies for my death men await
A replica of me, forgive, you'll have to die
For sake of our peoplehood and prosper land
I'll cut you gently without tiny scent of shy
Your sacrifice, me and my nation will defend
Queen dies
Queen dies
Queen dies
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2. |
Чорне Полум'я
05:24
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Як тут лукавий по литаврах б'є чимдуж,
Там громовиця в такт співає.
Я відповім за грішність свóю, я скорюсь,
Та перш, до помсти завітаю.
Гори
У чорнім полум'ї,
Все, що життя не вартує,
Що симулює справжність і, поготів,
Там, де є зрада,
Пекло мені не завада,
Я повернусь у край, де залишився дім.
Повір'я, пророки, прокльони
Не змінять моєї долі.
Я власниця свого життя,
Не він, не вона, тільки я!
Повір'я, пророки, прокльони
Не змінять моєї долі.
Я власниця свого життя,
Не ти, не вони, тільки я!
Я по вугіллях попростую босоніж,
Та я сама нечиста сила.
Не дочекаюсь тої миті я, коли ж
Всіх покараю справедливо.
Гори
У чорнім полум'ї,
Все, що життя не вартує,
Що симулює справжність і, поготів,
Там, де є зрада,
Пекло мені не завада,
Я повернусь у край, де залишився дім.
Гори
У чорнім полум'ї,
Все, що життя не вартує,
Що симулює справжність і, поготів,
Там, де є зрада,
Пекло мені не завада,
Я повернусь у край, де залишився дім.
Повір'я, пророки, прокльони
Не змінять моєї долі.
Я власниця свого життя,
Не ти, не вони, тільки я!
Повір'я, пророки, прокльони
Не змінять моєї долі.
Я власниця свого життя,
Не він, не вона, тільки я!
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3. |
Out of My Head
03:53
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We had a perfect opening
But now it went too far
I want to bring back consciousness
Ideals and my scars
My visionless naivety
Is over, your mischance
The fog is gone, I'm breathing in
The vapor of revenge
I said, get yourself out of my head
Hell and back, I'm no longer mad
Never mind and so long, my friend
Bloodstained is our chemistry
It's morbid, root and branch
As dreadful as our actings were
My errors should be mine
With you I felt unbeatable
Majestic, uneclipsed
The truth is you are needless
The power lies in me
I said, get yourself out of my head
We'll be fighting until you die
Hear me screaming my core up high
I said, get yourself out of my head
I am here to explode your being
It's the last song you'll hear me sing
I said, get yourself out of my head
I am here to explode your being
It's the last song you'll hear me sing
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4. |
Í Tokuni
03:49
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Gangi í tokuni
Eina í djúpu kvirruni
Síggi ongar varðar
Burtur allir garðar
Rópi men eingin svarar
Inn ímillum gloppini
Í mjørkaklæddu náttini
Hómi eg skuggar
Tykist sum okkurt rørir seg har
Rópi men eingin svarar mær
Vinur, vinur sært tú meg?
Gangi her í tokuni
Hevur tú reikað líka sum eg
Í deyðadjúpu kvirruni?
Sást tú gøtuljósini
Lýsa í bygdini?
Sást tú hvat tey gjørdu har?
Minnist tú hvussu støðan var?
Leitaði nakar eftir mær?
Vinur, vinur sært tú meg?
Gangi her í tokuni
Hevur tú reikað líka sum eg
Í deyðadjúpu kvirruni?
Hevur tú eins og eg
Gingið í tokuni
Burturvilst frá slóðini
Ytst á fjallatromini?
Kennir tú hetta einsemið?
Vinur, vinur skilur tú meg?
Veitst tú nakran loyniveg?
Hevur tú reikað líka sum eg
Í endaleysu óvissuni?
Vinur, vinur skilur tú meg?
Veitst tú ongan loyniveg?
Hevur tú reikað líka sum eg
Í endaleysu tokuni?
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5. |
Too Late to Be Born
03:18
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This is my word
Against my own thought
This is my style
Which I don't like
This is my hell
The devil's it is
This is my song
Or listener's is
This is my choice
Or yours it is
This is my life
Or voodoo's of me
On my bookshelf
Unfinished books
Who am I now?
Where is the truth?
Part of the crowd
Team or a couple
Where do 'I' stop?
Where do 'we' start?
What am I now —
Me, or another?
Where do I find
Authentic I?
This is my luck
I failed at its core
I saw a knight
But he turned a girl
I have a plan
But it has no chance
My tale has an end
But where do I stand?
This is my place
I lose myself here
This is my grace
Decayed as it is
I am too tired
I can do it all
I will be fired
Too late to be born
Part of the crowd
Team or a couple?
Where do 'I' stop?
Where do 'we' start?
What am I now —
Me, or another?
In flames I find
Authentic I
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6. |
What For
03:42
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Tell me what were you tired of
Searching for a point of no return?
Can you, oh can you deny it?
This is so dumb and so deadly wrong
You were the king of your freedom
But you reigned in despicable way
Come here and tell all your people
That you're fed up and won't stay
What for?
We will never ever know
What for?
Do you really feel good
Up there?
And though
I'm not the one to judge you, no
Oh, no
It is you who betrayed yourself
Everyone has their weakness
But this is unforgivable
Don't tell you're sorry
You have no right
For feelings anymore
Is that what you were dreaming of?
They would sacrifice everything
To stay alive and keep blood warm
You left it all just say you regret
But then
We will never ever know
What for?
Do you really feel good
Down there?
And though
I'm not the one to judge you, no
Oh, no
It is you who betrayed yourself
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7. |
Gods of Fire
03:02
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Agni, Father mighty
You are as pure as tears of Hell
Arshi Tengri
We, shamans, on our knees
Sekhmet, your beauty is
A hazard weapon for the mortals
Fuji, the lava shaped you
Gods of fire, hear my desire
From vaults of mountains and solar skies
Light my fingers, while my being lingers
Let me burn in the name of you
Logi, Nordic souls
Enlightened stand in front off thee
Fierce Svarog, commander of blacksmiths
Girra, bowing gently
No one is doubting your godship
See me, I'm your eternal priest
Gods of fire, hear my desire
From vaults of mountains and solar skies
Light my fingers, while my being lingers
Let me burn in the name of you
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8. |
Jinnslammer
04:39
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Back in the days, we were so blind
Wishing the start of our end
No one could stand
Tears from the fear
I feel hopes
Punching my face, giving me space
You, hear me roar, we can do more
We, can, have, all
Strike a match, let's make it bright
Burn all candles at one time, may they wish they were in hell
There's no smoke without a fire
There's no change without being rebel, I tell
Worships are done, devoted gun
Is our preacher, tactile sin-eater
In my new country, borders are torn
I, own, a, world
Flame in the weapons, flame in the veins
Ardent and scary, this is my faith
Ashes and smoke, left from a mob
I, own, a, world
Strike a match, let's make it bright
Burn all lanterns at one time, may they wish they were in hell
There's no smoke without a fire
There's no change without being rebel, I tell
Hey, I know that it is wrong
But I cannot, cannot stop
Yes, we know that it is wrong
We, can, not, stop
Strike a match, let's make it bright
Burn all networks at one time, may they wish they were in hell
There's no smoke without a fire
There's no change without being rebel, I tell
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9. |
Disenchantment
04:40
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We saw it coming, betrayals are part of this world
Yet without doubts, we brought you our precious inmost
Living in balance, divine and terrestrial realms
Were like reflections, but now the connection is trapped
Fire of life was a gift that we put to your legs
You chose to use it for death
We had enough of your worships, we now do not care
May other gods hear you pray
Flame has a soul, electrical sparks are a void
Messed with creation but ultimately you destroy
Wires are bonds of your foolish and blasphemous minds
You're still below, we're up high
Fire of life was a gift that we put to your legs
You chose to use it for death
We had enough of your worships, we now do not care
May other gods hear you pray
When artificial light is off
When you are burned by the ones you loved
When you return to your origins, we'll be far away
When grounds are covered with dust of war
When you are dying from freezing cold
You will return to inception, but we'll be far away
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Ukrainian melodic metal band with story-telling.
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