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! <i>[We have]</i> 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!
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U.V. Impaler
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