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INTERPRÉTATION
Dimmu Borgir
Interprète
Mustis
Synthétiseur
Silenoz
Guitare
Shagrath
Voix principales
Annika Hjelm
Violon
Catherine Claesson
Violon
Galder
Guitare principale
Gaute Storaas
Direction d’orchestre
Grzegorz Wybraniec
Violoncelle
Henrik Edström
Alto
Nicholas Barker
Batterie
Nicola Boruvka
Violon
Nils Edin
Alto
Per Hogberg
Alto
Thord Svedlund
Violon
Vortex
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tom Rune Anderssen
Paroles/Composition
Sven Atle Kopperud
Paroles/Composition
Stian Thoresen
Paroles/Composition
Dimmu Borgir
Arrangement
Gaute Storaas
Orchestration
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dimmu Borgir
Production
Fredrik Nordström
Production
Paroles
Incarnated marvels simplefied
Effects from such a disconsalate kind
Impotence of the once so perfect living
Erase and rewind
Stand rigid for the next battle
Peace means reloading your guns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise
A carnival creation with masks undone
In search for the guideliness to the gateways of sin
Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies
An abyss womb strech wide open, exposed to retaliate
With the stigma feasting on your flesh as I wish you well
Thorns from the fountains of faith licking lepered skin
Worshipped by anyone's mass on your planet hell
What on earth possessed you?
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception
Testimonial suffiency declaring numbess of all perceptions
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect
With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin
With the stigma feasting on your flesh as I wish you well
Thorns from the fountains of faith licking lepered skin
Worshipped by anyone's mass on your planet hell
What on earth possessed you?
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
Left are the kings of the carnival
creation, carrying out of the echoes of the fallen
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away
The ultimate graceskess voyage of all times
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently
Cripples joining arms in clamour,
Institionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted
Writer(s): Stian Tomt Thoresen, Tom Rune Andersen Orre, Sven Atle Kopperud
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