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Tonāntzin
ihcuac nēhuātl nimiquiz
xīnechtōca motlecuilco
īhuān quēmman ticchīhuaz
motlaxcal xīnechchōquili.
īhuān tlā ācah mitztlahtlaniz
Tonāntzin. Tleīca tichōca?
Xīcnānquili; in cuahuitl xoxōhuic
īhuān in pōctli nechchōctia.
Translation:
Beloved mother
When I die
Bury me at your cooking fire
And when you cook
Your tortillas, cry for me
And if someone should ask you
"Dear mother, why do you cry?"
May you respond "because the firewood is green
And the smoke makes me cry."
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Wishfield - The Fishbowl
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Guided by hate we shall restore the freedom
Guide our warriors through this inquisition
Unleashed by fire and victory's desire.
The congregation of the ones who sow this world with pain
The new world order will become a statement of who we are
To the sound of the most majestic requiem
you shall worship .
For we are The New Opposition ;
We are the real awakening of the Beast .
I want to see before my eyes your lies
Behold your twisted empire burning
A vicious desire within hostile hearts
Embrace death and revenge entwined.
To the sound of the most majestic requiem
you shall worship .
For we are The New Opposition ;
We are the real awakening of the Beast
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Imperfectionist - Emerge
09:10
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Vermiculated - Eleven
04:12
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Rampancy - Black Gold
03:52
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Ruína - Last Rites
03:50
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Svärd - Kingbreaker
03:40
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Uthullun - Ecstasies
05:47
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The lyrics are an excerpt from The Master And Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov, translated by R. Pevear and L. Volokhonsky.
"Gods, my gods! How sad the evening earth! How mysterious the mists over the swamps! He who has wondered these mists, he who has suffered much before the death, he who has flown over this earth bearing on himself too heavy a burden, knows it. The weary man knows it.
Night began to cover forests and fields with its black shawl, night lit melancholy little lights somewhere far below. Night… sowed itself from above, casting white specs of stars here and there in the saddened sky. Night thickened, flew alongside, caught at the riders’ cloaks and, tearing them from their shoulders, exposed the deceptions."
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Vera Cruise - Gloaming
07:24
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Vulbo - Steven Sigàle
03:56
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Astraliste - Herida
09:25
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"As a way of escape, we chose
to close our eyes and to follow
a voice that does not exist.
How could we heal the wound they left?
Words resound. Undesirable.
Memory points its index finger at us,
and the soil is the same for both hope and terror.
There's no recipe for sleep,
Reality's cold kiss keeps us always on guard."
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I. Λυπη
Rend this filth made flesh,
Tear away your woes.
Transcend this body of excrement,
Become as gold.
Return to the earth stained by blood,
Receive the pain earned by conquest.
Bask in the ecstasy of pain.
Λυπη--embodiment of agony,
Accept this humblest of sacrifices.
Rend this filth made flesh,
Tear away your sins.
Escape this body of excrement,
You can never be gold.
II. Αχος
Ache in anguish,
Weep and grieve.
Let these tears stain the blood-soaked ground.
Hear the waves crash upon the shore.
The plunge, the churning depths of your ache,
The tall crags reaching at ink-blotted clouds.
The son beckons,
The sun weeps.
III. Ανια
All is lost to you!
Beckoning is the call beyond,
The distant undulation of sweet sorrow,
Rising and falling.
"The wood rots, worms crawl beneath.
The flesh decays, reducing to bone.
No sight of light in months,
The sun and moon have gone from me."
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