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Harsh
03:04
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My tainted worm; of bealty and violence.
Rise my scum,
By the harsh sentence.
Can you hear the whispers;
Can i break your bones?
Can I control you; With my imagination.
My tainted worm...
Corrupt me,
My tainted worm...
Corrupt me,
My tainted worm...
Corrupt me, corrupt me.
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RMV
02:59
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RMV. Sick whore.
Raise, your temptations,
The farce is just begun.
Into the circles of serpents,
You are the great one.
Raise, your temptations,
The farce is just begun.
Into the circles of serpents,
You are the great one.
Cut, lie, cry; repeat:
Deceive, whore...
Cut, lie, cry; repeat:
Deceive, whore...
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Reign of Lies
03:58
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“I declare,
We begin; ‘Era finales’.
Control, reclaim.
We proclaim , Hang the opressor.”
Face to face,
Go testify,
The people nature.
The perfidy; corruption,
Into the "Era finales"
Testify,
Reign of lies.
Our colors are atrophying.
One by one,
Mark our words!
Because, the end is coming.
Testify,
Reign of lies.
Our colors are atrophying.
Rise the flag,
Hang her higher,
The end of disclosure.
Burn, hang our oppressor,
The world don't needs you.
Reign of lies...Fuck you; Fuck you!
A course, to the right direction,
To the end of our exposure.
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Protocol Whore
03:07
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We can give,
We can take,
We can lie, We can hate;
These are only vessels... (x2)
Get ready,
Protocol Whore.
(outro)
Restless pitch.
Glorious gold,
Come to face,
Face me (Black fantasies).
(inter)
All in the blank,
Black tainted,
There's no duty, only their roots.
All those scars,
Beautiful lies;
On the edge of fascination.
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Icon of Igno
03:15
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Love; lies,
Ten times more...
Contradict,
The delusion,
To the Addict,
Gradual diffusion.
Contradict,
The Delusion,
To the Addict,
Gradual diffusion.
Because this is to late,
That you want to say?
This is to late, this is to late...
To much hard to take! (The icon of IGNO).
Corruption is growing, corruption is flowing.
The icon of eras,
The icon of IGNO.
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Forzaken
03:07
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God... God,
God... God,
Beautiful worm.
Descend to hell.
To the forsaken God.
Praised scorn.
Rejected son.
To the God (worm).
Duty lord.
The only one.
We praise our sin,
Above the citadel.
Succumb to all the fear;
Into the final temptation.
God, my God...
Ascend to heaven,
Descend to hell.
God, God...
Descend to hell.
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The Beauty of Misery
02:56
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Dead pride,
Fassade,
My Gun; My name,
One step,
To the Fall...
Against,
The faith...
There's not left to cut inside of me,
There's not left to face, or let to hide,
The descent of tyranny...
Rise,
The new foundations,
From the end of days.
Glory!
To fallen emperor,
Conqueror of the end.
Scum,
Set me on fire,
Let me free.
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Faire Douter
03:34
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Aos erros decorrentes,
Aos triunfos que negou,
Tão patético, genérico,
Pérfido, traidor.
Dentre a razão, a emoção,
A ilusão dos fundamentos.
Tredice de farsas,
Decaindo glorificada.
Perante as escolhas que fez,
Sob a sublime reação.
Vitimado, fadado,
Em outro ciclo que se fechou.
Amargado pelo desejo,
Com a veracidade que o ocultou.
A hipócrita era maldita,
As vitorias de quem não lutou.
O fluxo cessou,
Digressão colateral.
Delirante.
O fluxo cessou,
Digressão colateral.
Delirante, alucinante!
Eu vi a desordem,
Desprovido pesar,
Rumo a caminhos distantes.
Sob a falta da razão,
Envolto de dor,
Insignificante.
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Heir
03:42
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We tried to pull ourselves up,
Buried hopes...Inner desires.
The lack of feeling; of all sentences....
The beauty liers.
Heir,
I declare,
The world is tied.
Heir,
Stand up and fight,
Conquer the echoes...
The world in which we whisper...
Can you hear it?! Can you hear it?!
The lack of feeling; of all sentences....
...Can you hear it?!
The world is tied.
The world is tied...
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Cadáveres (Corpses)
02:41
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Do vulgo sereno,
Aos tons pálidos,
Que o tempo urgia.
No fulgor eu vi,
O lutuoso momento,
De frágil harmonia.
Não se pode sentir,
O tempo passar, em fases.
Está mórbido e velho.
Em todo seu encanto,
A santidade moldada, em brando.
Apreciando o cortelho.
Três vezes ao mar,
Três vezes mais...
A verdade atormenta,
Traços delicados,
Que se arrebentam,
No coração da cria.
Três vezes ao mar,
Três vezes mais...
A dor sustenta,
A dor se alivia.
Sobre as brasas te deixarei...
Da dor,
Severa agonia,
Do esplendor de milhões de cadáveres...
Três vezes mais...
A dor sustenta,
Três vezes mais...
A dor sustenta.
Três vezes mais...
A dor sustenta-me (x2)
Devora-me.
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Code : Red Core´s is a electronic/industrial project from Brazil, created by “Ycarus Red Core” (Rodrigo Albuquerque Silva), in early 2011.
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