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Privilege of Evil (EP) lyrics by Amorphis

1. Pilgrimage From Darkness

´Satan have you, this is your joy´ In his eyes The evil spirit rise Turns to darkness with Satan´s name Blood cries No one sees No one hear To reach the blessing of God As the pump is dead As the time is never lied As the seven crows are flied You can hear the calling ´As the time is right Dead bodies rise up from their graves And when the time comes near Oh, I see the prince of glory´ Holy month Sacred hounds Under the hill Do you hear their call?

2. Black Embrace

Terror, when the darkness binds your limbs Terror, when the fear freezes your nerves Horror, when the pain climbs up your veins Darkness, creeping under you skin Moment of life, When we all have to choose, Which way to go And for whom to sacrifice your life Invoke the god - pray To lead you back to life - pray Cursed by religion - hate Learned upon church - fake In the verge of hell, Of human mind Redemption of your soul, As darkness binds you tight Moment of life, When we all have to choose, Which way to go And for whom to sacrifice your life

3. Privilege of Evil

Your fear, your flesh Cruel horror, your fate Cursed shroud, your void Dust to dust, you´re feel harm In your eyes we shall fall Torture of death Punishes to life shame of chaos Awaking them its bound of chaos Locked in pain your flesh Tearing horror of pain We arise, rise in tomb To terror in your eyes

4. Misery Path

We sail across the sea, In our thoughts we float over mountains All this vanity that we could hide The truth The truth is to be alive And to live your life in fear by hate And create our own gods We all ourselves are created Our own images Ourselves we are created Our own gods In the misty morning When the sun is rising, When the whole sky is red like blood Man can realize the real meaning of life To love and respect your life Your salvation, or is just your damnation. We all ourselves...

5. Vulgar Necrolatry

Erosion of life I see It makes the passion burn in me Life it always withers away Death will eternally stay Corpses in their coffins Forever rest in peace? There sleeping with the aspergillus Is this justice to the dead ? The atrocious sight of burial ceremony Christians weeping for the departed They won´t understand, they should envy them! The deceased they know, if there´s a paradise Or shall we feel, the purgatory! I open the graves, admire the rot I can feel the presence, of something beyond Aureola of nauseating reek Wings of shriveled skin Holy beauty of a carcass Divine sight for me to gaze upon! Necrolatic ! Reverence for putrefaction Necrolatic ! reverence for the stench I kneel, before a carrion I pray, before the dead I know, they shall rise I fear, for the scourge I revere, power of the dead

6. Excursing From Existence

Excursing from existence Life flout away Locks for arching will confused Reach me stares pain Ex-salvation dismal function Life like dream fault really Rebel decoying in ecstasy We have propelled, we don´t cry Time with mercy With alive past Excursing from existence I come out from other side I come from sun feast upon Domination of the other side... side Excursing from existence

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