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Celtic Frost - Wine in my hand

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They re sleeping through the ages
Faces bare of names
Remembrance ever lies
At the Bosom of the insane
Death s cold embrace
Across the restless seas
Unfolding the wish to forget
The eyes of the deceased
Thirst for the wine in my hand
Third from the sun
The heart of death
A thought for fake desires
Starving trough the night
Engulfed in an earthbound fire
Left all alone among the dances and cries
They seed all the hate
Within the shade of sights

Celtic Frost - Drown in ashes

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I drown in ashes you ve enshrined.
Of blissful days long gone by.
Concealed behind my dying eyes.
This hell of anger and weary lies.
A frame of mind, a dismal soul.
My final womb, this flesh turned cold.
You held me down and let me bleed.
My love, it died, along with me.
A world of scars and caresses pale.
And thoughts as chaste as pristine dew.
And flowers placed across your face.
I trace the life I ve lost with you.
This bleakest pit that you ve unveiled.
I hate to love as it is pain.
My hands are cut but still I sail.
An ocean of sadness in the rain.
My flesh, my blood.
My wound, my cry.
My broken back, my all now dies.
My soul, my tomb.
My pain, my joy.
My darkest mind, my love destroyed.

Celtic Frost - Idols of Chagrin

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What kind of race, lack of direction
Just how lunatic, to have a nature so deceit
Bewail my reverie, a gambol untried
Lure of carnality and silence in forfeit
Animals, enslaved to pearls of fictionalized worth
Creatures, born from caves into simulated mirth

I m talking, Idols of Chagrin
Born of posession, complacement in disguise

Craving and candid, as to defy the character s fall
The kisses you drain, pedestrian pedigree
What s thought is pain might be desire after all

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