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Final Time Beginning of New Eon Full Album Lyrics

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Final Time Beginning of New Eon

(2011)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresBlack Metal
Album rating :  85 / 100
Votes :  1
Lyrics > U > Utuk-Xul Lyrics (8) > Final Time Beginning of New Eon Lyrics (3)
Submitted by level 21 록스타 (2018-02-13)
1. Intro (1:30)
2. Lugnashad (4:58)
3. Black Splendor of Satan (3:37)
4. Face of the Falcon (4:15)
See through the fate of the falcon

The falcon's face looks onthe inside
In flames at the high of your Microcosm
Through the portals of ancient gods
The face of the falcon on fire purifies your inside

Journey through your mind the eye of fire
Your Microcosm find the path
The face of the falcon on fire purifies your inside

In flames your Microcosm is

In confusion, the Macrocosm lies.

The face of the falcon on fire purifies your inside

Through the portals of ancient gods

See through the face of the falcon
5. Espiritú en Llamas (6:57)
Miren sus ojos llenos de furia están
Miren su espíritu envuelto en llamas esta
Segado en odio y desolación

Círculos de fuego purificador
A través de los nibelungos
A través de los sellos sagrados
Del caos.

Nuestro espíritu en llamas esta
Llamas que purificaran nuestro espíritu.
Desgarrando el corazón por la soledad
Que nace en nuestro Microcosmo
Es la soledad que emana nuestro Macrocosmo

Mil sellos en nuestra mente están
En búsqueda del conocimiento que no de la tranquilidad
Pero el caos se apodera de nuestras soledad
Y nuestras vida en caos esta.

Círculos de fuego purificador
A través de los nibelungos.
A traves de los sellos sagrados
Del caos.
6. Transilvanian Hunger (Darkthrone cover) (4:42)
Transilvanian hunger cold, soul
Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt

The mountains are cold... soul, cold
Careful pale, forever at night

Take me can't you feel the call
Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber

To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace
Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood

So pure... So cold
Transilvanian hunger

Hail to the true, intense vampires
A story made for divine fulfillment

To be the one's breathing a wind of sorrow
Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis

Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count
A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal

Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold

So pure... Evil, cold
Transilvanian hunger
7. Outro (1:48)
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