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I, The Styx
04:30
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In the dark when the shadows call. Hear the call
It is the sign of the underworld domain
From the past, my ancestors cry for t he blood
That was spilled on the tombs of the brave
The pale fullmoon lights our path
and guides us to eternity
Iron swords are shimmering under the moonlight
The symbols are burning your soul and baptizing the end. The end!
Cataclysmic desires and abandoned thoughts
Rape the mind they crush the soul
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Born in a river named Styx
Filled with a treacherous disease
Raised to fulfill her oaths
To drown humanity in shameless tears
Poured from the heart of the mountains
To bloom seeds of poisonous flowers
To seek vengeance upon those stand unworthy
Mother! Mother! Mother here I stand!
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Capturing destiny with a define meaning
Confronting the inner desolation with absolute power
From the bottom of a frozen lake i am gazing at the stars
And the ice like a mirror reflects the darkness of my heart
The devine like a burning bridge guides me to the light
But the flames, the tongues of fate, are engraving my soul
The moonlight is the shepherd
Of our forgotten souls
The pale feelings long lost in the whirling of the ages
Now is your time to reign to kill to betray and reclaim
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The trees are bleedind, gathered around the pyre. Wizards of time covered with ashes.
And the Man is touching the flames.
And the Goat is praising the eternal symbols.
Forgotten names are heard and the wind is whispering the psalm.
The man stares at the moon and is begging for eternal life.
And the Goat... The goat is pearcing him with its horns.
The black blood is dripping on the dry soil.
Eternity is near... Behold!
Now the sun is hidden behind the smokes of humanity.
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Palatinate clouds cover the skies
My eyes now blind uncovers the sights
My mind wide open is reading the signs
Put me in, deep in the ground while I am alive
The old cries are calling
Onyx ravens are singing
Infernal thoughts are revealing
The past is dead now kill the present
Prepare for the liturgy
Embrace desecration
The mournful moon bleeds
And demands for your devotion
Now the fields are fertile
The hate will grow
The end of all apathy
Zenithean supremacy
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My Death In Vain
02:17
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STYGA Athens, Greece
"Poured from the heart of the mountains...to flood this earth with hatred"
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