Deströyer 666 - The Birth of Tragedy


Dishonour plays a tune of pleasure
 and pleasure takes its toll...
 Into the grave

 We search for shining Palaces
 Then build them on shifting sands
 We bow down before our Nemesis
 and cry tears to the frailty of man

 And though it seems a great two edged sword
 And confusion lies behind our words
 The gleam of the blade beckons us still
 Calling us on in search of the Grail

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