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Hladni Metal

Moje oči su u plamenu
Svetlije od sunca
Moje srce kuca u ritmu
I tvoje isto kuca
Svi oko mene vidu kako mnogo boli
Kažu da je bolje biti, biti samo telo
Ali ja znam
 
Moje srce - hladni metal
I nikada neću znati
Kako je za vama tamo
Što znači plakati
Ne razumem
Ne mogu osetiti
Iako ako se trudim
 
Jer je moje srce od hladnog metala
I nikada neću znati
Kako je za vama tamo
Što znači osetiti
Ne razumem
Ne osećam
Sve je to meni čudno
 
Moje srce - hladni metal
Jer je moje srce hladnog metala
 
Reči ću ti kako ćeš biti neustrašljiv
I postati jači
Šta mi teče u venama
Mene možeš verovati
Kad pokreneš ovih mehanizma
Mogu ti menjati život
Biti jednostavno svoje telo
Svi to znaju
 
Ja zovem
Zovem te sa sobom
Zar ti ne razumeš
Bolje biti mene
Ja zovem
Zovem te sa sobom
Zar ti ne razumeš
Bolje biti mene
 
Moje srce - hladni metal
I nikada neću znati
Kako je za vama tamo
Što znači plakati
Ne razumem
Ne mogu osetiti
Iako ako se trudim
 
Jer je moje srce od hladnog metala
I nikada neću znati
Kako je za vama tamo
Što znači osetiti
Ne razumem
Ne osećam
Sve je to meni čudno
 

Sun will rise

Eternal twilight upon my land
Chained my daring thoughts with gloom.
Dust of freethinker smokes in the ash
But he stood still for what he believed.
Heroes are gone to drunkness and quiet life.
Keepers of our kin are in whore fever.
We're on the edge, what a disaster.
But no one will ever find this out.
Those who can see lurk in the blindness.
Those who could hear in alien silence.
Day after day can't be lived without losses.
In trap got himself who was followed by food.
I don't see nor don't hear,
Even to say a word I fear.
But this act of cleansing from above us
We will bear, we're on the same way.
 
Strikes of thunder, about new deeds the wind sings.
Time of reckoning, burning all filth the sun will rise.
 
Years passed without an aim.
Your glance doesn't shine with cherished dream.
Pseudomaster of nature
Pseudofight with pseudoself.
Mind is covered with fog.
Millions are in slavery of sect's net.
In religious deceit
Is every object entangled and cursed.
 
Strikes of thunder, about new deeds the wind sings.
Time of reckoning, burning all filth the sun will rise.
 
But while burning and blinding
Prophets and fake sages,
The sun draws new shapes and erases the old.
It will rise upon ruins of jails and palaces.
It will rise despite of the clouds,
Despite of infinity of twilight thunderstorm.
And by me is my loyal companion.
The inquisition will be harsh.
 
by Void Lord

Fill with Love

Fill with Love,
Fill with Love,
Fill with Love
With Love - Everything Around.
And go to Life,
And go to Life,
And lead eternal circle round.
 
Shine with Light,
Shine with Light,
Shine with Light,
As I Do.
Give free rein to your feelings,
Give free rein to your feelings,
And in the morning Earth will give its smile to You
 
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Александр Листенгорт Ալեքսանդր Լիստենգորթ Alexander Listengort אלכסנדר ליסטנגורט