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NEVERKRIST LYRICS
"Demo Before Hell" (2006 Demo)
1. Possessed Child
2. Iced Knight
3. Nocturnum
4. Frozen Throne
1. Possessed Child
During a cold night of winter
A child fainted in the wood
Laid down in the snow
This sweet torture is freezing all his body
And seeping inside his soul
The demons are surrounding him
The virgin’s reliving his pain
The kid’s reliving his nightmares
A child possessed in the shadow
Possessed by the demons
Direction to the land of lost souls
He’s entering in the hell
The spirit of the child resists
The demons are fighting against his soul
But he’s blowing up
His veins are bursting
And his pure blood is casting on the white snow
The black blood of the hell invades him
And his soul tormented gives up
His body hurted by the cold
A child possessed in the shadow
Possessed by the demons
Direction to the land of lost souls
He’s entering in the hell
It’s running away in the depths
Of our sad world
The souls lost
Between (the) purgatory and (the) hell
Snatched him the hope
That he was keeping
The possessed kid is dead
Suffering at the feet
Of the throne of the devil
One more statue
In the church of Satan
A child possessed in the shadow
Possessed by the demons
Direction to the land of lost souls
He’s entering in the hell
2. Iced Knight
3. Nocturnum
Quand le vent froid venu du nord
S’abat sur les plaines de la mort
Quand la neige de cristal noir
Chute dans les montagnes de terreur
Le moment est à la détresse
Le règne de la désolation s’est installé
Dans ce royaume sans vie
Ravagé par les glaces sanglantes
It’s a cold forest
A desert of distress
Nocturnum
In the cold cavern
Of the dying spirit
Nocturnum
In the valley of despair
Dark atmosphere
Nocturnum
Juste une ambiance de désespoir
Dans notre monde pourri
Partout nous pouvons trouver
Ces lieux ou seul le néant est présent
La froideur des hommes
Se traduit par nos paysages sombres
Nocturnum sur toute la terre
Le froid, la mort, le vide
Gelées sont nos âmes noires
Marées de sang païen
Les fantômes des guerriers vikings
Hantent les anciens bois sombres
Le néant règne en seul maître
Les ages sombres sont installés
Alors que le fracas des ossement résonne
L’ambiance morbide reste… Nocturnum
4. Frozen Throne
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