Death in June & Boyd Rice - Bring In the Night | Текст песни

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The order looks upon humanity with disdain

Humanity that false construct of the ignorant beast man

Man; man is a destroyer, his destruction is vast, his destruction is all encompassing

But it is uniquely human. His is not the joyous self confident destruction of the barbarian

Nor is it the matter of fact in purposeful destruction of the predator fulfilling his natural imperative

Man's destruction is the sour by product of life in dysfunction,

Man's destruction follow the deadly rhythm of life out of balance.

Man destroys his own life while also destroying all life on earth.

Neither admitting to his destruction nor even recognizing it.

Man has squandered his powers. And our scorn for him has grown boundless.

By it's pitiful motions mankind has demonstrated a sudden worthiness.

Let the destruction it has unleashed devour it, an eye for an eyeб a tooth for a toothб a strike for a strike.

Let us not misuse this sacred gift of destruction. Let us view it in itэs true light that we may embrace it.

Destruction does not stand opposed to creation. Destruction is an ally of creation.

And both are necessary for life to function and flourish.

Destruction can no longer be permitted to move outside the will of life.

It must regain its rightful place in the order.

It must be put to the service to those who serve the will of life. Let the strong bare witness to my message.

Let the strong heed my words. Take up the mighty powers of destruction for therein dwells the powers of life

Wield it wisely and wield it ruthlessly

Order is divine, hail the order; hail the wheel of the law.

Bring in the night
Wrapped in twilight
We can only care
If we cull...

From nowhere to nothing
From nothing to nowhere
The body has poisoned
The light of the truth

The runes of dead men
The runes of dead loves
The runes of dead dreams
The runes of dead thoughts
The runes of dead memories
The runes of past lives
The runes of past lies
Laying old ghosts
And the slaying of time

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