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Dimmu Borgir Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia

: Infected by invalid behaviour While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction Confess to slavery for the world saviour Give praise and inhale the

: The apparition of two faces in disgust Invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive Trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from

: Let chaos entwine On defenseless soil Remove errors of man And sweep all the weakening kind I am war, I am pain I am all you've ever slain I

all hatred in disguise A carnival creation with masks undone In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin through mires of misanthropy with wrath

: [words: D. Snider] WELCOME TO THE ABANDONED LAND COME ON IN, CHILD; TAKE MY HAND HERE THERE'S NO WORK OR PLAY ONLY ONE BILL TO PAY THERE'S JUST FIVE

: As cyclones detach from the world above And all the other worlds beneath them flow Timewinds caressing the dust of cold memories Sought, to strive

: [music: Shagrath]

[words: D. Snider] WELCOME TO THE ABANDONED LAND COME ON IN, CHILD; TAKE MY HAND HERE THERE'S NO WORK OR PLAY ONLY ONE BILL TO PAY THERE'S JUST FIVE

The apparition of two faces in disgust Invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive Trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from open