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The Luciferian Revolution |
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Flores solis, ardentes in aeternum, |
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Ne secuti sitis fatum floris venenati... |
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Colores delectant, inebriant odores, |
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At siccatur sinus perpetuo lacrimando... |
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Nam angeli cursus firmamentum lacrimarum... |
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I depart from this world of grey |
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to reach the red eternal. |
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Red, the scarlet letters burn within my mind: |
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We won't follow the Sun in its course. |
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We will follow the Moon in its curse. |
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Lacerate the heavens, devour the Sun, rape the light. |
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We are waiting for an eternal night |
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Where to keep Heaven's tears away from the |
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eyes of the sun, |
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Cast away from your universe of warmth, |
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of love and shelter, |
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The path of the angel is a firmament of tears. |
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Luxuries of pain, lurid agony, |
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The universe echoes the scream |
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Of a soul overflowed with sorrow. |
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Exhausted, let me drown in your eyes! |
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Shatter the stars, drag out the ligth |
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And drown it in the deepest seas of my mind; |
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I need no more brightness: |
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I am the night and the shadows. |
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I am the field when pain is the seed. |
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Flores noctis sumus atque alas pandimus |
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In profundis tenebrarum. |
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Solus halitus emanans penna speculae, |
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Quam expellit folium mortis. |
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Shatter the stars, drag out the light |
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And drown it in the deepest seas of my mind; |
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I need no more brightness: |
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I am the night and the shadows. |
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I am the seed when darkness is the field. |
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The golden pandaemonic silence soothes me |
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As the streams of my satufied thoughts draw the patterns of my kingdom, |
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Imperium infernale. |
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But we will regain the paradise |
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For in the east of Eden, |
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I will shed the blood of Christ... |
