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Celtic Frost - Dawn of megiddo

 

 



Humilated in human form/We have to die to be reborn

Awaiting the final judgement/The dawn now lifts

Subjects of flesh/Slaves of lust

The cross has failed/You won't see the coming fall



A diviner's fire and soil

Flames, like flowers, like blood

Fires of freedom, flowers of doom

A surface of hateful hope



(Chorus)

Oh subjects of pain

Lovers of death

You will feel

The yearning flames



Flames like tongues - like cries

Pant for kisses - For bites

Seven steps - And we're one

Humilated - In human thoughts



The frost, it bites/Your inner heart

Frozens the flame/ln every eye

The lord will come/Broken ice

The fire will burn/Gleaming ways



Well never be reborn

Prenatal death's redeemed (our lives)

(Into his hand) we demand our hearts

The lord and we are one

 

 

 

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