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    Dimmu Borgir Heavenly Perverse текст песни

    Heavenly Perverse

    Devoted to your own opiate
    In escapades from discontentment
    Are you shutting off from the outside world
    To reflect on your mind shallow gutter?

    For this is your empire, this is your intrigue
    Here you own them all, here you seal the deed

    Contaminated from the spree of self salvation
    To keep the fever flowing in the veins
    Prominently manipulating heaven and hell
    Does your sophistically discreet interlude
    Maintain stories not to be revealed?

    In your search for redemption
    Greed and lies become the savior
    Through the lecherous eyes disgust withstand
    For are not these the windows to your soul?

    Fatherly fornication of sweat lips in dismay
    Repeatedly unlocking the vaults to the holocaust
    The dormant prodigy seeks it’s reason for rebirth
    But it will never, never gain the strength

    A surrender in superficial scorn
    The rape of an ever unborn
    Seeds have been planted in the name of the son
    Until this day, ungodliness is yet to be gone

    Sacramental suicide amidst the flow of virgin vine
    The only way to comfort the defeat

    [repeat 6th verse]

    Regrets can no longer find it’s ways
    Streams of innocent bitter tears flowing down the drain
    Mirrored in the haze of a partaker’s eyes

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