Behemoth – Shemhamforash şarkı sözleri ve çevirisi (tıklatınca)

Shemhamforash - Behemoth

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"What we need is hatred. From it our ideas are born." [Jean Genet]

Consumed by tongues ov fire

Burning like Phlegethon

Holy gardens reduced to ash

Extinguishing light ov hope

Bringing the end ov the days

Words ov my gospel scattered

Sacrilegious scorn spat in pale creeds

Thin is the line between pure being and pure nothing

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