Текст песни ELIGORIUM — 07. Behind The Thresholds Of

BEHIND THE THRESHOLD OF THE PAIN

The Pain Is Infinitly.
The Reason Is The Trustful Slave.
The Death Is Inevitably.
Consequence Is Oblivion Of A Gloom.

I'll Open The Gate. Follow Me.
You Feel Behind The Threshold.
That Air Groans Of A Pain Here.
The Reality Is Dead. It won't Return.
Dead Time Direct Gloomy Funeral
Processions Of The Round Dance.

Your Oathes Are Useless Whims
In The Severe World Of Furious Winds.
Your Virtues Are Lying Values.
Kill In Yourself Weakness Of Slaves.

You'll Breed The Deep Wounds Your Body.
The Blood Will Wash Your Sufferings.
You'll Never Hold Down Boundless Rage By The Fetters.
Soul Is Doomed. The Chasm Is Roaring.

The Body Shakes Of Fear And Pain.
The Shout Breaks Off Throat On The Parts.
I Hear The Hymn Of Blasphemy.
The Falls Drop In The Chasm Of The Universe.
Blood Is The Source In The River Of Infinity.
Its Rough Stream Has Born In The Dead Valley.

The Callous Demons Are Blind Seers.
They See The Victims In Darkness.
Sacred Innocent Persons Are Subject To Severe Torments.
But Their Damnation Is Immortality.

The Authority Of Evil Is Boundless Behind Threshold Of The Pain.
The Mankind Will Disappear In Tortures.
Spirits Of The Dark World Are Full Of Devil Force.
All Asking About Favor Are Doomed.