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Az e jszaka szulott je, a forditott let sar ja, |
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A rettegett ordog, orokke ego legenda.. |
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The native of dragons, The leader of the wolves |
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Rhadamantus tyrant, The Great Impaler Void |
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He hated the lairs at all, never casigated the truth |
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Slayed the rag-pickers at all, could not spare the riches too |
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He nailed the hats on their heads, this way kept the traditions of his guests |
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Had his feast in his forest, was made of the victims been impaled |
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Az e jszaka szulott je, a forditott let sar ja.. a karoba huzo vajda! |
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A szelrozsa minden iranyaba menekult volna ki merre lat.. egesd fel a csurt! |
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Sad sad desinty, but their catharsis had to be done.. anyway. |
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The nature always find the way to cut off what is rather like a stunt. |
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Dark Majesty of all the mystics come back and visit our lands! |
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They are too much, they are too sick, we need your wise instructions |
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For to keep the flames and to use the pales. |
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Lets burn the books, and change the churches to trainspotted ecstasy |
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Parties! [We have] prepared the place just to take your fair, |
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Join the digital trance! Black fashion cult in the U.V. light. |
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U.V. Lord Impaler. Come back! Dark Majesty.. Visit our lands! |
