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1. Bittersweet
2. Something Diabolical
3. Hunningolla
4. Wasting The Dawn
5. The Byronic Man


/ Bittersweet /
I’m giving up the ghost of love
In the shadows cast on devotion
She is the one that I adore
Creed of my silent suffocation
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny
Bittersweet
I won’t give up
I’m possessed by her
I'm bearing her cross
She's turned into my curse
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny
Bittersweet
I want you
I’m only wanting you
And I need you
I’m only needing you
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny
Bittersweet...

/ Горчиво-сладка /
Отказвам се от призрака на любовта
В сенките, излети от преданост
Тя е едничката, която обожавам
Веруюто на тихото ми страдание
Разруши това горчиво-сладко заклинание над мен
Изгубен в обятията на съдбата
Горчиво-сладка
Няма да се откажа
Обсебен съм от нея
Нося кръста й
Тя се превръща в мойто проклятие
Разруши това горчиво-сладко заклинание над мен
Изгубен в обятията на съдбата
Горчиво-сладка
Искам те
Само теб искам
И се нуждая от теб
Само от теб имам нужда
Разруши това горчиво-сладко заклинание над мен
Изгубен в обятията на съдбата
Разруши това горчиво-сладко заклинание над мен
Изгубен в обятията на съдбата
Горчиво-сладка

/ Something Diabolical /
Eventide rise for ritual
With the thrill of a kill vengefully the engine will
Roar forth steer the dead leave forced
Driven by fear shift gears veer towards
The foolishly equipped swift these
Failed bids breathed taillights from the crypt
Reflect upon the way beyond redemption
Let the necronometer beckon for the destined
Blessed when first lent sin then condemned to bear the burden
Of this curse the consequence of which can never be averted
Each tormented attempt that is made in vain
To evade this debt which is certain to be paid
Without question is met with a counterclocked surge
In reverse as if backmasked words of the black mass were
All heard by a clutch engaged
Over trails blazed to the western gates

Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Hell burns my angel turns her pillow to the cooler side

Something diabolical

Idle hands are bound for the
Damned once Sam went down to Georgia
Speed was forged of the divine salt
Mined from the vaults of flame by the lost
Named as those sought as faults rests beneath
The wrong that was spawned from the tired screech
Of essence halted engulfed in the scent of exhaustion
A false witness with the sensed end is brought
To bended knees when abandoned belief in
The mephistophelian plea for wicked unleashed sends
Heed to reap grim an infernally decreed
Reposession vested in the fallen creed called on to retrieve
Meed with the fueled intention of deprived intervention
The thundered calm that comes from the rattle of descension
Numbs the panicked from a havoc that reeks of oil
Barreling down this mortal coil

Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Hell burns my angel turns her pillow to the cooler side

Something diabolical

Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
To him
To him
To him


/ Hunningolla /
Jokainen nauttii
Jokainen kärsi
Jokainen miettii
Jokainen oppii
Jokainen muuttuu
Jokainen vahvistuu

Jokainen pelkää
Jokainen suree
Jokainen luottaa
Jokainen tulee

Ja kaikki tahtoo olla sekaisin
Kyllä mäkin tykkään tehdä niin
Joskus pudotaan tuoleilta
Se on kivaa, kivaa, kivaa

Välillä on syytä ihan sovinnolla
Olla hunningolla aivan kuutamolla
Kun tyhjentää saa pään, se auttaa kestämään
Hävittää hermopaineet

Välillä on syytä ihan sovinnolla
Olla hunningolla, aivan kuutamolla
Se poistaa ikävää ja silloin sielu lepää
On niin pehmeää

Jokainen elää
Jokainen kuolee
Jokainen pettää
Jokainen nuolee

Ja kaikki tahtoo olla sekaisin
Kyllä mäkin tykkään tehdä niin
Joskus pudotaan tuoleilta
Se on kivaa, kivaa, kivaa

Välillä on syytä ihan sovinnolla
Olla hunningolla aivan kuutamolla
Kun tyhjentää saa pään, se auttaa kestämään
Hävittää hermopaineet

Välillä on syytä ihan sovinnolla
Olla hunningolla, aivan kuutamolla
Se poistaa ikävää ja silloin sielu lepää
On niin pehmeää

Välillä on syytä ihan sovinnolla
Olla hunningolla aivan kuutamolla
Kun tyhjentää saa pään, se auttaa kestämään
Hävittää hermopaineet

Välillä on syytä ihan sovinnolla
Olla hunningolla, aivan kuutamolla
Se poistaa ikävää ja silloin sielu lepää
On niin pehmeää
Pehmeää

Sovinnolla
Hunningolla
Kuutamolla

Sovinnolla
Hunningolla
Kuutamolla

Välillä on syytä ihan sovinnolla
Olla hunningolla, aivan kuutamolla
Se poistaa ikävää ja silloin sielu lepää
On niin pehmeää
Pehmeää


/ Wasting The Dawn /
Been runnin' away
so long from the day
Into the strange night of stone
To fade away
As the light is gently
Bleedin' out of my soul
Penetratin' the evening
As I ride
On this endless road

But you can't turn back the time
It always gonna wait on the line

Some may wish never to be born
Wastin' the dawn
Like a rose growin' from the Christ's thorn
Wastin' the dawn

Been waitin' for you for so long
Little bird of prey
To fly me higher
To the brighter day
Where the Lizard lingers long
Under the sun
Forgettin' the night
Darkest July
Paris '71

But you can't turn back the time
It always gonna wait on the line

...Some may wish never to be born
Wastin' the dawn
Like a rose growin' from the Christ's thorn
Wastin' the dawn...x6

/ The Byronic Man /
As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho
Or the moon without the comfort of the stars
I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul
Is nothing but a spilt canopic jar

I proved it, improved it
Drove a sonnet right through it
And in this state of bliss
Evil kissed with wet lips
Pen-filled fingertips
Which throught me, for throught me
Illuminati usually pissed
But with words of some hurts worth
I threw a party that extended God’s list

Exciting new flames that my fame would claim for me
Reciting back the almanac of travesties

They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
In excess and in canto

Grown wild this childe
Whole harems defiled
Faustina’s and Mina’s
Lady Libertine and her sisters between her

What spread of lies arise when lovers die
Which circle of hell is mine when I arrive?

They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
Crow against the virgin snow

Grown colder, my shoulder
Like a boulder beside her

And bolder, not wiser
My dark seed took up root inside her
That mouldered, where older
Beddings would hold a passionate sigh
But laudanum and soda
Lord Numb coda
Merited a forest of inherited spite

Fleeing grief for foreign maps
I still played vampire aristocrat
Unloading my gun in hot, promiscuous laps

Then shooting swans in a gondola
I tripped my foot on a fallen star
And there’s nothing like a mouthful of Venetian tar
To let you know just who you fucking are

The patron saint of heartache
Can't see world is falling, the world is falling down

Ever after, can they hear my laughter?

The patron saint of heartache

Never craft a better bed of disaster…

The patron saint of heartache

They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
In excess and in canto

They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Whereupon I tell them
To go fuck their mothers
As so…
On my grave

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