Tristania - Libre lyrics

Encapsulate the night! wrap up the truth in candy-striped paper and throw us a blood-sodden torn and holey rotten through the core party I stand with you now, my friend My razor tongue is licking your rosy cheeks and battered ears I whisper sordid secrets that are neither true nor false I hold your hand in defiance Amplify your feeble voice against evil I hold your spine and shake most violently The silver light is overthrown Rejoice with me for we have denominated the devil (And I shall get to fulfil my own) When I die, I slay a hundred When I die, I raise a thousand Rejoice with me for we have denominated the devil (And I shall get to fulfil my own) Every bullet hole in our holy town is an orifice for me to rape every woman slain is my who*e and every precious child crying a golden orb of fire I stand with you now, my friend I nibble at your earlobes till they bleed the truth divine Smear my name in their fearful faces I hold your hand in vengeance Your muffled words are a horrid choir across the sea This licking pyre cannot be douted by their tears