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The Brush That Sweeps Across The Spectral FieldsThis Landscape Is Not Without A Sense Of Epic WonderA Vast Scale That Places This Sprawling UnderworldInto A Realm Of FramesWith A Blood-Storm Fading Into The DistanceFloating Without Directions Over This Smouldering LandscapeCaught In A Moment Of TransformationThese Shades Of Anatomic Malignant NatureApproached On Another In An Unpleasant WayFrozen In The Act Of Speech, Desperate To Express It's StateCreated In A Shape To Accommodate A Wide Variety Of Demonic FormsThe Realm Of The Benighted Aristocracy Of Evil Most PureThis Is Where Wounds Of Deadly Hate Have Pierced So DeepEmerged From The Depths Of The Earth GaspsIt Rages Against Mankind, To Annihilate The Earth And WorseIt Spills The Blood Like Rain, The Beauty Of Death It RepresentsDevouring Their Flesh With A Razorblade SmileGenes Would Still Blindly Carry On Smouldering Ember Of HellLimned With Gold Leaf, The Scarlet BrushThat Sweep All Traces Of Time, Place And PatternTotal Death In Every NationMonuments Of Vanquished CivilizationJust As Brilliantly Removed Ruthlessly EliminatedThe Cornerstone Of Human EmotionsHas Now Been Drained AwayI Saw Death Of A Most Uncommon Nature(Music: Silenoz And Shagrath)(Lyrics: Shagrath)
Dimmu Borgir Architecture Of A Genocidal Nature