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Dismal Euphony All Little Devils
Nuclear Blast Records, 1999
All Little Devils front cover 1 Days of Sodom 5:21
2 Rage of Fire 3:43
3 Victory 4:30
4 All Little Devils 4:11
5 Lunatic 4:18
6 Psycho Path 4:01
7 Shine For Me, Misery 6:19
8 Scenario 4:11
9 Dead Words 2:17
total time: 38:51
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Days of Sodomup to the top of the page
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Come alone horrid eyes
Bone from bone, sigh to sigh
In all dying there is a certain beauty

To travel the seas of temptation
And the velvet skies of pain
Sodomize the sacred
in the velvet skies of pain

Lightning the fuse of death
We march towards the twilight
In apocalypse and pain
Never to see the light of day again

And when the birds of
Burning flesh return
Ye shall arise from the ashes,
As Gods, and burn and burn...up to the top of the page
Rage of Fireup to the top of the page
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Sweet child, I wish you were dead
Sweet child, I wish you were dead
Dry your eyes now, little one
Shut up and listen, hear the screams in the night

Rage of fire
Rage in the night
Dry your eyes now, little one
My rage grows stronger, so burn!!

Like a hunted child, alone
Face my demons of falling desire

Rage of fire
Rage in the night
Dry your eyes now, little one
The flames get higher, so burn!!

Look up to the sky
Do you see the flaming eyes, watching you?

Can you feel their anger?
Let the madness lead you
No compass on this earth
Shows my directionup to the top of the page
Victoryup to the top of the page
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Ole Helgesen
Voids of death and misery
Soon we'll have our victory
Withering the bliss of gods
we wandered, dared and won...up to the top of the page
All Little Devilsup to the top of the page
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Rise and shine in the night
My pride salutes me, until I fall
The wicked children praise my name,
then writes it in the morning sky

All litlle devils are dancing in ecstacy

Inspired by the taste of horror
Proud to be insane forever
Proud to be insane

Let out the killer in me

Raise your hands above your head
Close your eyes and you'll be dead
Broken dreams of insanity
Anger will be my victory

Inspired by the taste of horror
Proud to be insane forever
Proud to be insane

Let out the killer in me!up to the top of the page
Lunaticup to the top of the page
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The healing nails
Sting my bleeding heart
Takes my breath away
Tear myself apart

The little girl in my bed
Has a gun to my head
Looks into my eyes
And says she want me dead!

You know that
Sleep comes with drugs,
And I'll drink my fears away

I'm not a boyscout
I'm a lunatic

Lunatic - the bitch is dead!
Lunatic - the bitch is dead!

The fat lady sings tonight
That voice disgust me
I'm not a boyscout
I'm a lunaticup to the top of the page
Psycho Pathup to the top of the page
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I ride the psycho path
In pain
Into the foreign shores
I'll never walk again

Just call my name
And I will be your enemy
Just call my name
And I won't be answering

I will be your enemy
Until the darkness fall

Blinded by the morning light
I'm not afraid to die

Eat my flesh
And drink my soul
It's no use holding on

Feed my dreams
With your own soil
Let me feel your pain

Come watch
The acid sights I see
Crawling up towards me
The gods and demons
Serve me well
though I can't tell -
Do they want me well?

I ride the psycho path
To gain

The power that the sane
Never will obtain

Just call my name
Then I will be your enemy
Just call my name
and I won't be answeringup to the top of the page
Shine For Me, Miseryup to the top of the page
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Shine for me, misery
Devils rapture their coils
Suffer the fathomless end
Until we parche
With sermons, again

Strangle me slowly
Enter my palace of pain

Cover your screams
'Cause the wind will carry
All your words away

Pass me the bottle
Pass me the venomous wine
Pass me this deadly brew
And I will drink and die again

Shine for me lust and thorns
Compromise carven in suns
Hatred of my own feet
I will never be able
To walk this ground, again

The rain has waited too long
Too long
Pass me the bottle
And I will drink and die again

Shine for me,
Misery!up to the top of the page
Scenarioup to the top of the page
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Talking to an abstract,
Yet figurative image of myself
Seen vagely from this
Dim and misty place

All those beings
Are like faceless
And with tranquilled hearts
Words like hunted flesh
They return again... and again

Calling up the stirs of pain
Walking down those stairs again
I am barely the shadow
Of my former self

'cause
I NO LONGER CARE!
FUCK YOU... ALL OUT THERE!!!

The Scent of natures filth
The mirrors of grasping illusions
Those from behind the veil
Vanished before me
Like teardrops into the rain

'cause
I NO LONGER CARE!
FUCK YOU... ALL OUT THERE!!!up to the top of the page
Dead Wordsup to the top of the page
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(instrumental)up to the top of the page