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Dimmu Borgir Spiritual Black Dimensions

In perplexed dementia, where sanity is my vanity With honour I bear the mark of Satan Triumphant beast in heavenly defeat Disguised in gloom, I wear the

arms open wide Armoured and filled with painful pleasure Reflecting streams of monstrous mirages I will not hide Loosing control in seductive madness Spiritual

wrath, united under the goath of a thousand young Two horns thrust upwards in defiance, three inverted as the trinity denied A phalanx of mourners in black

Erotic and dreamlike, still in its mortal disguise A passionate ritual in the ruined garden theater The painted angels, shadowed high above Once they

He who dares to prove the sanity of mine He who speaks of nightly treasures He who lets me serve and slip away Black unearthly void creatures crawling

with arms open wide Armoured and filled with painful pleasure Reflecting streams of monstrous mirages I will not hide Losing control in seductive madness Spiritual

In circles of dominance, emotional deeps unite Fiction and transcendence woven together In the essence of purity lies wisdom Join the forces, the spiritual black dimensions

: Erotic and dreamlike still in its mortal disguise A passionate ritual in the ruined gardens theatre The painted angels - Shadowed high above Once they

: In perplexed dementia, where sanity is my vanity With honour bear the mark of Satan Triumphant beast in heaven defeat Disguised in gloom, wear the