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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dimmu Borgir
Performer
Mustis
Synthesiser
Silenoz
Guitar
Shagrath
Lead Vocals
Annika Hjelm
Violin
Catherine Claesson
Violin
Galder
Lead Guitar
Gaute Storaas
Conductor
Grzegorz Wybraniec
Cello
Henrik Edström
Viola
Nicholas Barker
Drums
Nicola Boruvka
Violin
Nils Edin
Viola
Per Hogberg
Viola
Thord Svedlund
Violin
Vortex
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Rune Anderssen
Composer
Sven Atle Kopperud
Composer
Stian Thoresen
Composer
Dimmu Borgir
Arranger
Gaute Storaas
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dimmu Borgir
Producer
Fredrik Nordström
Producer
Lyrics
Incarnated marvels simplefied
Effects from such a disconsalate kind
Impotence of the once so perfect living
Erase and rewind
Stand rigid for the next battle
Peace means reloading your guns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise
A carnival creation with masks undone
In search for the guideliness to the gateways of sin
Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies
An abyss womb strech wide open, exposed to retaliate
With the stigma feasting on your flesh as I wish you well
Thorns from the fountains of faith licking lepered skin
Worshipped by anyone's mass on your planet hell
What on earth possessed you?
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception
Testimonial suffiency declaring numbess of all perceptions
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect
With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin
With the stigma feasting on your flesh as I wish you well
Thorns from the fountains of faith licking lepered skin
Worshipped by anyone's mass on your planet hell
What on earth possessed you?
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
Left are the kings of the carnival
creation, carrying out of the echoes of the fallen
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away
The ultimate graceskess voyage of all times
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently
Cripples joining arms in clamour,
Institionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted
Writer(s): Stian Tomt Thoresen, Tom Rune Andersen Orre, Sven Atle Kopperud
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