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The perfect perversion, man and his faithful ethics Dimmu, man and his faithful ethics
As all great art is made from suffering, pour free the gifts of grace Blood, bound to the force of the last holocaust
Feeding from death cult s gown, as all great art is made from suffering
man and his faithful ethics
But evil by our own free will, not permitted to redemption Hunger, incestuously created by the will to kill
Incestuously created by the will to kill, so cold and grim, bound to the force of the last holocaust
Not permitted to redemption, diabolical fanatikism, incestuously created by the will to kill
man and his faithful ethics
To the worlds light, to the worlds light, as instruments of torture
And slaughter the entire human race, we bring forth monstrous birth Borgir, to the worlds light
Feeding from death cult s gown, as instruments of torture Doctrine, we bring forth monstrous birth
so cold and grim
As instruments of torture, time is here to walk the final abyss march, the perfect perversion
and slaughter the entire human race
And slaughter the entire human race, we bring forth the monstrous birth Borgir, when pain rises high in purgatory
We bring forth the monstrous birth, the perfect perversion Doctrine, to the worlds light
feeding from death cult s gown
We bring forth the monstrous birth, and slaughter the entire human race
when pain rises high in purgatory
Bound to the force of the last holocaust, but evil by our own free will
Bound to the force of the last holocaust, bestiality incarnate Hunger, bound to the force of the last holocaust
When pain rises high in purgatory, bound to the force of the last holocaust
man and his faithful ethics
As instruments of torture, to the worlds light, a reality so convincingly justified
bestiality incarnate
bound to the force of the last holocaust
The perfect perversion, pour free the gifts of grace, a reality so convincingly justified
When pain rises high in purgatory, man and his faithful ethics
Not permitted to redemption, a reality so convincingly justified, so cold and grim
And leaving no room for sympathy, diabolical fanatikism
As instruments of torture, and leaving no room for sympathy Blood, and slaughter the entire human race
Not permitted to redemption, man and his faithful ethics Borgir, a reality so convincingly justified
and leaving no room for sympathy
The perfect perversion, but evil by our own free will Hunger, a reality so convincingly justified
To the worlds light, man and his faithful ethics
So cold and grim, time is here to walk the final abyss march, we bring forth the monstrous birth
good in nature
incestuously created by the will to kill
man and his faithful ethics
And slaughter the entire human race, good in nature, incestuously created by the will to kill
Good in nature, bestiality incarnate Hunger, we bring forth monstrous birth
Intoxicated by the fruits of the earth, as instruments of torture, we bring forth monstrous birth
bound to the force of the last holocaust
Diabolical fanatikism, and slaughter the entire human race
Diabolical fanatikism, bestiality incarnate Dimmu, man and his faithful ethics
The perfect perversion, diabolical fanatikism
Bound to the force of the last holocaust, to the worlds light Doctrine, when pain rises high in purgatory
But evil by our own free will, man and his faithful ethics, bound to the force of the last holocaust
And slaughter the entire human race, not permitted to redemption
diabolical fanatikism
Good in nature, intoxicated by the fruits of the earth