Tác giả : At the Gates
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From cold storms i emerge to inferno 
Kiss me with your insanity, bless me with your plague 
Burn through my head 
 
The psychic treasures in the arena to find 
Dead symbols that walk through the dreams of man 
Non-divine, burning souls of red 
 
Tounges of insanity , here i am 
Lick me free from my dark past 
And open my heart for your joy 
 
I seek eternity where it lies to be found 
My life will not end 6 feet under the ground 
No rebirth in heaven where eternal sleep awaits 
We must seek immortality beyond the seven gates 
 
Make love with me this one last time 
This one dead dream 
And rot we can as gods 
Together in a distant hell 
 
Burn me with your tounges of love 
Burn me free from my bitterness and hate 
 
So let the light devour men 
And eat them up with blindness 
 
Non-divine, a restless soul 
Worm, goat, eater of gods 
 
Burn me with the3 tounges of your love 
Burn me free from my hate 
 
Set me on fire 
Again and again