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Aides moi...
[Help me...] Oh, il est tombe! Mais, qu'est-ce qu'il a? [Oh, he's fallen down! But what's wrong with him?] Saint vierge! Au secours! [Blessed Virgin! Help!] Venez! Venez! Venez! [Come! Come! Come!] C'est la peste! C'est la peste! [It's pestilence! It's pestilence!] Sauve qui peut! Sauve qui peut! [Run for cover! Run for cover!] Dominus vobiscum [Let the God be with you.] Et cum spiritu tuo. Quid est, quod vis? [An with thy spirit. What is it, that you want?] Iter! Claudite fenestras et portas! Nunc manus [Go! Close the windows and the doors! Now the punishing] Dei punientis pestilentiam etiam [hand of the God will pestilence] Agentem apportavit! [further bring] Domine, serva animos nostros... [Lord, guard our souls] |
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Suffering dementia
Unchains the secret's bearer Unholy visions "God forgive me!" Are coming nearer - coming nearer, Amen! Lux perpetua, domine Dementia slowly unlightens the mind And satan steals the morninglight Domine Viju svet v notschi tumanoi Ne prognat mne prisrak strany Svet Negasnusei svetschi Gorit, Gorit v notschi Svet Negasnusei svetschi Gorit, Gorit v notschi So God has found him weeping And wrath flickered deep withing His eyes So thy shalt suffer As long ago the one's been crucified The keeper of the Lord's mark Is rising up with this ability Heavenly damnation So thou shalt trust the seer... Svet Negasnusei svetschi Gorit, Gorit v notschi |
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| 3:36 |
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We are writing the year 1543 AD, the time the black plaque struck
Agen, here Michael Nostradamus lived with his wife and two children. He confidently began to treat his fellow citizens, but - unfortunately - Was not able to save his family from his old enemy... This was also a time the holy cross was rising with unstoppable might Again, a trace of tears and blood covered the land The final victory Has crushed the autumn silence The final victory Has crushed the autumn silence Mortius, domine, lux perpetua luceat (The more dead, Lord, the eternal brilliance shines) Mortius, domine, lux perpetua luceat (The more dead, Lord, the eternal brilliance shines) Mortius, domine (The more dead, Lord.) Viju svet v notschi tumanoi Ne prognat mne prisrak strany Svet Negasnusei svetschi Gorit, Gorit v notschi So God has found him weeping And wrath flickered deep withing His eyes So thy shalt suffer As long ago the one's been crucified The keeper of the Lord's mark Is rising up with this ability Heavenly damnation So thou shalt trust the seer... |
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| 5. |
| 0:56 |
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Awaking the Centuries
In the books of what will be Written by the demon lord? Never lift your head up to the east 'cause darkness wakes the beast! Der Kerzen Schein Er leuchtet fahl Als das Sonnenlicht er stahl Und nur das große Himmelszelt Bezeugt das Ende dieser Welt So feed the spark Welcome to the land of dark Death in all the centuries is what I left behind Take my hand Forgotten in the promised land Death in all the centuries is what I left behind The knowledge, brought to the world Is growing with a bitter taste In a dream I saw things that will be Centuries away Des Mondes Schein Er leuchtet fahl Das Herz der Finsternis er stahl Nun gleißend Lichte ihn umgibt Und doch des Menschen Hoffnung siegt...? So feed the spark Welcome to the land of dark Death in all the centuries is what I left behind Take my hand Forgotten in the promised land Death in all the centuries is what I left behind The night when evil steps out of the dark And the cross is rising again And fires are keeping the light Burn, my friend... And the sign of humanity is burning tonight I can't escape from this ritual silence Humanity's burning tonight When I open my eyes I see soldiers in the fields Dead bodies on the ground There are children inbetween Explosions shock the land And the evil shows its face The one called Hister rises This is the fall of grace... Beast ferocious from hunger will swim across rivers The greater part of the region will be against the Hister The great one will cause it to be dragged in an iron cage When the German child will observe nothing In the books of what will be Written by the demon lord? Never lift your head up to the east 'cause darkness wakes the beast! Der Kerzen Schein Er leuchtet fahl Als das Sonnenlicht er stahl Und nur das große Himmelszelt Bezeugt das Ende dieser Welt So feed the spark Welcome to the land of dark Death in all the centuries is what I left behind Take my hand Forgotten in the promised land Death in all the centuries is what I left behind The knowledge, brought to the world Is growing with a bitter taste In a dream I saw things that will be Centuries away So feed the spark Welcome to the land of dark Death in all the centuries is what I left behind Take my hand Forgotten in the promised land Death in all the centuries is what I left behind And the sign of humanity is burning tonight I can't escape from this ritual silence Humanity's burning tonight |
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| 1:17 |
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Wart!
Ich erzehl euch von den Trummen, man nenne yetz bey uns Tympanu als die grossen Herbauken, von kupferen kessell gemacht und mir Kalbs fell uber zogen, daruff schlecht man mit Klupfeln, das es ser laut und helle tumelt. Under Fursten hofe zu den felt trumeten, wan man zu tisch plaset oder wan ein Furst in ein Stat ein reitet oder aufzeucht oder in das Felt zeucht, das synd gar ungeheur rumpelfesser! Dise bauken alle synd wie sye wellen sie machen vil onruwe en Erbern frummen alten leuten, den Siechen und Kranken, den andechtigen in den clostern, die zu lesen, zu studieren und zu beten haben! Und ich glaub und halt es fur war der tufel habe sie erdacht und gemacht, dann gantz kein holtseligkeit noch guats daran ist sunder ein vertempfung und ein nyder truckung all' suss melodey und der gantzen Musica! |
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| 5:17 |
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As the evining breaks
The night awakes And the land is mournfully wrapped in silence Sorrow last And remains the past cause this will be my ending day Then the moonlight dies And torches rise See the crowd longing for the ritual burning Holy rimes, as the churchbells chime cause this will be my ending day Silent thief Take me away Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales And as the fire enlightens the dark I see the face bewildered with guilt An nobody's speaking a word And the dark night enters See the soul that's coming out of darkness into light Pictures, I can't fight Appearing in front of my eyes Like silhouettes in the night Like they give bread to the beggars They get ready for the feast Cruelty absorbed by their eyes Within this midwinters breeze Silent thief Take me away Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales And as the fire enlightens the dark I see the face bewildered with guilt And nobody's speaking a word And the dark night enters And the dark night enters |
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| 1:19 |
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| 10. |
| 6:23 |
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| 11. |
| 1:10 |
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| 12. |
| 2:32 |
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