Songs of the NIGHTRAGE

Circle Of Pain – Nightrage

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in pieces so lonely and desperate. You hurt me, I’m a fool and now I understand, dark person punished my soul so bad. You can’t hurt me no more,

Frozen – Nightrage

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You feel so abandoned suppress your feelings That’s the legacy of destiny I don’t you if you’ll find out the truth The peace in your heart The realm of

Spiritual Impulse – Nightrage

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Barbwires around my wrist feet and neck. Electric wires connected, Within a caged inbreed Penetrable for all and everything On chemical ground I stand On my dead wings I

Ethereal – Nightrage

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selling values and frightening spirits which had nothing to give you. I want to know if you live or if you are dead. Dressed in mourning cursed beings, cut

Spiral – Nightrage

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pattern I follow. Turn into silence, but still I hear the silence scream. Oh how this fills me up. Searching for a moment like this. Raised with your act

Drone – Nightrage

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Spreading out it is filth ignoring the perpetual, Guilty. This phase is what consumes me. Repent, this is my bitterness. I’m waiting for this all to end. Forged to

At The Ends Of The Earth – Nightrage

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anxious to find the real essence of the human nature. Love, hate, colours, feelings, bitterness, anger, disappointment, a rainbow of words so alien for you. You broke down in

Macabre Apparition – Nightrage

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the loathsome details of this tranquillity, beyond from the last frontiers of the mother earth all of a sweat bodies and black murky shapes. Recollections and dirges mangled by

Being Nothing – Nightrage

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Strike down upon the insanity Silent wastelands our homes tobe Condemned to harvest our broken dreams I am the fear within your hearts Flags of war drenched in guilt

Jubilant Cry – Nightrage

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A fighting spirit his own rules Staring at the peaceful borders of sanity Rebirth of the dead tears Playing with each moment Indulging in reveries With every little rise