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Celtic Frost |
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To Mega Therion |
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Eternal Summer |
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The pyramids tremble, darken the sun, (the) sky tums red |
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They reached the wall of no return (and the) breeze has stopped |
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Who wore the crown will never be known - might is broken |
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For all we'll drown into the sand - what will remain? |
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Inverted horizons, denied truth and blinded eyes |
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The Titans arise, the monuments fall, we cannot halt |
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Wishful pleads at last came true, some always knew |
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The clouds burn - or is it fire? ... the gods wince |
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Human pride and megalomania - The Titans watched it all |
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The trace led to nowhere - Wrath had to come |
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As ushers at the gates - To ecstasy and excess |
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AII turn their backs - They won't give us any rest |
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(The) fires won't redeem, illuminated's the night - the eternal summer |
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When they came high from the sphere on shrieking wings ... |
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Now they're trapped to the ground, to heat and dust |
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And the eye is glowing above ... |