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The Cult Is Alive (2006)
LYRICS:
[Music N. Culto. Lyrics Fenriz]
Shut Up, Shut Up
I'll stick to my guns
While you stick to yours
Sit Down
Let's not pretend
That I'll have to use force
Are you Satan?
I don't think so
You copy my style
And you call yourself a man
You want a piece of me?
Yeah... you do
Begging for this and asking for that
Shut Up, Fucking Twat
Shut Up, Fucking Twat
Shut Up, Shut Up
I'll stick to my guns
Now you stick to yours
Sit Down
Let's not pretend
That I'll have to use force
Are you satan?
I don't think so
You copy my style
And call yourself a man
Never could fathom my hate
Unable to take a hint
You haven't got a clue
Satanism is lost on you
The Cult Is Alive (2006)
LYRICS:
[Music N. Culto. Lyrics Fenriz]
Shut Up, Shut Up
I'll stick to my guns
While you stick to yours
Sit Down
Let's not pretend
That I'll have to use force
Are you Satan?
I don't think so
You copy my style
And you call yourself a man
You want a piece of me?
Yeah... you do
Begging for this and asking for that
Shut Up, Fucking Twat
Shut Up, Fucking Twat
Shut Up, Shut Up
I'll stick to my guns
Now you stick to yours
Sit Down
Let's not pretend
That I'll have to use force
Are you satan?
I don't think so
You copy my style
And call yourself a man
Never could fathom my hate
Unable to take a hint
You haven't got a clue
Satanism is lost on you

![ELEND | Ondes de Sang
A World In Their Screams (2007)
LYRICS:
Jai vu souvrir les nouveaux camps,
La carrière dombre où pourrissent les esclaves.
[English translation:]
I have seen the new camps unfold,
The quarries of darkness where the slaves rot away. ELEND | Ondes de Sang](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/7U-XsKAVWcs/mqdefault.jpg)

![ELEND | The Embrace [H. Purcell]
Weeping Nights (1997) A free adaption of a song by Henry Purcell. Words, adaption and arrangements by Hasnawi/Tschirner.
LYRICS:
From your embrace
Where sleeps an eternal Night,
Let me emerge and sing this Elendian plaint,
For all the pearls have vanished that shone before.
Teach me in pure melodious songs to move
With sirenian might
These hearts who died in joy.
Lord, let the soul of music tune my voice
For death and despair have soiled the shores of Heaven.
Ah! Let the soul of music tune my voice
And cast down with sin oppressed Ill be longing
For your embrace. ELEND | The Embrace [H. Purcell]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/8nXcjZq2IVM/mqdefault.jpg)






![ELEND | Nocturne - [Weeping Nights version]
Weeping Nights (1997) ELEND | Nocturne - [Weeping Nights version]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/AnXzjfrUiaU/mqdefault.jpg)