Chaosweaver - Cult Of Joy | Текст песни

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We are the keepers of the denied wisdom,
We are the holders of the seventh seal,
Out of the darkness into the light,
Feel the rush of delight,
Singing, dancing, laughing, cleansing,
We'll give you all you need (all you need).

Let me take you down to our temple,
Let me show you how to be more grateful,
Let your mind decline or we will make you,
Wash your sins away, Forget all hateful.

(Dies irae).

Laugh and the world will laugh with you,
Weep and you weep alone,
You are on your own.

As the wayfarer looked up and nodded,
The moonlit sky turned blood-colored,
And the clouds froze in silence.

And the stars glazed like pinholes,
In the curtain of the night,
Shivering in cold darkness, falling,
Into the depths of the unknown.

Let me take you down to our temple,
Let me show you how to be more grateful,
Mortify your mind, don't make us hate you,
Break on through the night.

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