The Apostasy Canticle

Draconian

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    When our flames were lit by chaos
    We knew not the grip; the bondage of light

    Then he waved his sceptre and cosmos was formed
    Too late we knew our freedom was lost

    He blinded us; polluted our minds
    And forced us to drink his blood

    I will show the world god's true face
    I will let the thunder roar forevermore
    I've deceived his world but regained
    Paradise in the fire of my soul
    (But) in the death of wind I sleep
    As I wail this petrified landscape
    Chaos, anguish an optimum affection
    In the clarity of certainty so empty

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    [The voice of the dark souls]
    Mighty lucifer, thou art the light that leads to darkness
    AS much as I praise thee, I love thee without praise
    As much as I love myself, I adore thee relentlessly
    Thou art our true father; the wine of venus, the essence of our hope

    Death, solemn death of the reaper's star
    Devour his legacy from afar
    I fumble, live, I fall, die
    Isolated in the crowds of god and suffering
    In between lurks the everlasting absence
    For my dark euphoria
    Thence I am sovran created, like in heaven, myself
    And I fell in fury

    The indolence of solitude
    May drive out the soul of its sermon
    And memory shall be lost
    To the blood which hopelessly pulsates
    The indolence of solitude
    May drive out the soul of its sermon
    And memory shall be lost
    To the blood which hopelessly pulsates
    In our excruciating hearts

    Is this the region, this the soil, the clime
    This the seat that we must change for heav'n
    This mournful gloom for that celestial light?
    Be it so, since he who now is sovran can dispose and bid what shall be right
    Fardest from him is best whom reason hath equald
    Force hath made supreme above his equals
    Farewel happy fields where joy for ever dwells
    Hail horrours, hail infernal world, and thou profoundest hell
    Receive thy new possessor
    One who brings a mind not to be chang'd by place or time

    In this abyss we shall be free
    Here we shall celebrate the coming war

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    Composición: Draconian y Anders Jacobsson

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