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THEATRES DES VAMPIRES - LILITH MATER INFERORUM
Mater Mater Inferorum Mater Mater
Lilith Mater Inferorum mater Mater
We are your children, children of Evil
Against the heaven's legion
Vampires, Demons, Undead
Lilith's Child will be our guide
In this infernal battle
We will destroys the Christian's legion
We will destroy their status
We will burns their chruches
And the cross will be inverted
We are the Cainian's Legion
We want blood from the nun's neck
We will snatches the heart of this false prophets
We are start to fight against god
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La Figlia Della Tempesta
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They brought me a beautiful basket of fruit
And two finger bowls of glass
The couch is gold with a floral design
And the wine is Germany's best
And the wine is Germany's best
My thoughts drift ino the frozen night
Frankfurt is covered with snow
And numbly they ride on an icy wind
To places they're longing to go
To places they're longing to go
I remember the tall dark Irish rose
Who held me in my limousine
And slept with me under a burgundy quilt
With sheets of silk in between
Well, anyway, that's how it seemed
I thought I wanted to marry him
His face was sculpted by God
His words were gentle and ever so true
And soft as the Irish fog
And lost in the Irish fog
I remember the boy from the monastery
Who wanted to be a monk
But he brought flowers and wine to my room
And we both got happily drunk
And we both got perfectly drunk
He laughed like the chimes of a silver bell
His eyes were alexandrite blue
He danced the t'ai chi with the grace of a deer
And I wanted to marry him too
Yes I wanted to marry him too
There was that son of a dog from the Tennessee hills
Kept telling me I was still young
He spoke in pure southern and smoothed out the lines
Round my eyes saying I was the one
Forever that I'd be the one
He drank and he cussed and he wrote his own songs
He was very much on the go
We followed each other for over a year
I couldn't have married him though
So we just lived in sin on the road
There was that black eyed beauty from Boston town
Two days were never too long
He stood by the mirror and picked out a rose
But I already wrote him a song
Yes, I already wrote him a song
So here I sit with my basket of fruit
And two finger bowls of glass
I finished my bottle of Germany's best
And concluded my thoughts on the past
That love is a pain in the ass |
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Czarny Mentor
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Wish I Had An Angel
Nightwish
I wish I had an angel
For one moment of love
I wish I had your angel tonight
Deep into a dying day
I took a step outside
An innocent heart
Prepare to hate me for when I may
This night will hurt you like never before
Old loves they die hard
Old lies they die harder
I wish I had an angel for one moment of love
I wish I had your angel, your Virgin Mary undone
[Together] I'm in love with my lust
Burning angel wings to dust
I wish I had your angel tonight
I'm going down so frail and cruel
Drunken disguise changes all the rules
Old loves they die hard
Old lies they die harder
I wish I had an angel for one moment of love
I wish I had your angel, your Virgin Mary undone
I'm in love with my lust
Burning angel wings to dust
I wish I had your angel tonight
Greatest thrill
Not to kill
But to have the prize of the night
Hypocrite
Wanna be friend
13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing!
Last dance, first kiss
Your touch, my bliss
Beauty always comes with dark thoughts
I wish I had an angel
I wish I had an angel
I wish I had an angel!
I wish I had an angel!
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Malk Content
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Oto jedna z moich ulubionych piosenek:
Eric Idle - Always Look On the Bright Side of Life
Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best...
And...always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the light side of life...
If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgotten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle - that's the thing.
And...always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the light side of life...
For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin
Enjoy it - it's your last chance anyhow.
So always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath
Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true.
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.
And always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the right side of life...
(Come on guys, cheer up!)
Always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the bright side of life...
(Worse things happen at sea, you know.)
Always look on the bright side of life...
(I mean - what have you got to lose?)
(You know, you come from nothing - you're going back to nothing.
What have you lost? Nothing!)
Always look on the right side of life...
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Mistrz Gry
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Szczególnie w wykonaniu ukrzyżowanych gości sterczących obok Briana w "Żywocie Briana" 
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Noc Bezgwiezdna
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Muszę, muszę tu ten tekst zamiescic..Taki cudny utwor i taki cudny tekst  :
Throes Of Dawn - "The weeper"
Silence is born from sorrow
eternal seem the ages now
since we grew
in the garden of longing
Wind sang of loneliness
Touched, my soul was
from the winds weeping
a forlorn melody
so grievous
and touching
Wind sang of loneliness
I was the weeper
in the garden of wonder
longing to be by your side
Tears that made me stronger
hastened your withering
the stars were closing their eyes
as you were cold and I was breathing
Wind sang of my loneliness
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Nocny Łowca
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Ordo (Rosarius) Equilibrio - Conquest, Love & Self Perseverance - Watching Lucifer Wander (Through The Sweet Dew Of Morning)
So what is so wrong about lust?
Isn't it just natural to acknowledge excitement,
accept your instincts,
and truly rejoice in the pleasures of your body and mind?
So what is so wrong about pride?
Isn't it just natural to put oneself above the capability of others,
and truly cherish ones own accomplishments,
rather than those of the average and ignorant?
'I stand in the rising of a new dawn,
watching Lucifer wander through the sweet dew of morning'
So what is so wrong about envy?
Isn't it just natural to sometimes feel envious,
when realizing that someone else,
is of greater possession?
So what is so wrong about greed?
Isn't it just natural to seek for further wealth and comfort,
rather than to satisfy the yearnings of acquisition,
with the portions already provided?
So what is so wrong about gluttony?
Am I not justified and proficient enough,
to excessively indulge in my individual pleasures,
and decide for myself that which is best for me and my being?
So what is so wrong about wrath?
Am I not entitled to wish for the harm and smite of others,
especially to those,
whom are unjust and spiteful to me?
So what is so wrong about sloth?
Am I not capable enough to decide for myself,
when it is time to work, time to play and time to sleep,
as long as I am willing accept the consequences of my actions?
I give praise to the seven deadly sins
And I rather rule in hell,
than serve in heaven
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Plugawy
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Moonspell :
Ataegina ( tłumaczone z portugalskiego )
W grobowcu Życia tu leży śmierć
Pokładam mą wiarę w tobie
Ataegina, śmiertelny triumwirat
Blada Boginio, słodkie jest twe zło
Setki wron ponad skałą
Wszystkie razem śpiewają historie Grozy
O wiosnach które Śmierć obejmuje
Znajdują cię w ich własnej hańbie
Devotio Ver Sacrum,
Devotio Consecratio,
Capittis Dirae
Królowo Nocy, królowo Natury
Tak długa wiosenna kołysko
Już opłakujemy straconych synów
Zbyt dalekie krainy bez powrotu
Gdzie, do głosów przegranych Bogów
Ludzie piją krew z rogu
Biała suknia przynosi nadzieję
oni pamiętają obietnice, zwycięstwo
Szlachetna wojna, rozszalały taniec
Z prochu wynurza się pogłoska chwały
Devotio Ver Sacrum,
Devotio Consecratio,
Capittis Dirae
Królowo Nocy, królowo Natury
Tak długa wiosenna kołysko
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