Songs of the DARKSIDE

Traces Of Red – Darkside

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rain covers my face before daylight blood from the slaughter beneath my feet I can? t take it and the red crawls… hot winds, colouring dead trees how silent

In Nomine – Darkside

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Lewd Paints Harass Me No Heart Was Ever Caught And Cursed In Such Venial Lust Decay Of Dreammade Fear Overflows My Tired Heart Only Disgust Remained Of Sweetness Bleeding

Gedanken – Darkside

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rasend peitscht Gottes Zorn die Stirn des Besessenen…. Georg Trakl (1887 – 1914) Rise The madness of a big city where in the evening near Walls stare crippeled trees

Souls Of Led Blackness – Darkside

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my heart is steaming with deadly, soilent lust well of furious mind made pictures of unnatural mights commanding my will moved by nameless chants and the breath of eternal

Noohoorsh – Darkside

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Called Usketnan Long Time Before Our History. At The Beginning Of Our Story You Can Find Yourself In The Inner Sanctum Of The Main Temple, Where A Mysterious Woman

Deadly – Darkside

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This was the only song we didn’t have lyrics for, when we went into the studio. As we were searching for some sound effects at some local radio station,

The Blood On My Hands – Darkside

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You Open The Door To Into The Bride’s Room It’s The Secret It’s Decay Born From Fleshe’s Deepest Need Rose Upon My Altar – I¦M The Rose On Your

Of Vision And Mental Derangement – Darkside

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Rush Of Womans’ Robe Turns Me To Stone In The Door The Nightly Silhuette Upon My Head A Rising Shade Of Death I Sank With Stoned Mouth In The

Shadowfields – Darkside

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A Bleeding Face Of Pain One Voice Sounds Sobing With Horror That Grows Expired, Unsure And Sweet Doing Prayers With Decaying Souls A Miserable Play Before Prayers With Stoned

Dying World – Darkside

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there is black silent marching in the wood seems to be sheer minutes of destruction why do you stand still decay house of your father why do raise up