TITLE: Master of Wishes
Type: black metal
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To make a plea for the master’s assistance I have traveled quite a long distance. My land was bred ill blood, Viciously surrounded by the clouds scud! Endless nights were spent For our brave warrior to lament. All I left before I left, They stare in disbelief. I feel forlorn of mortal grief! To them I should have cleft, But chose the theft and left! A blight upon them cast - thunderstorms in blast, Forgotten they shall die - never reach the sky! No one hears their cry, my folk were cut off dead! The enemy is now my ally! Before the hail the sun burnt in blue and black! I never thought I will never come back… And now they pray consumed with dread. I stood in front of the king, When he cut my wing. To incarnate is what I yearn And for my deed I shall burn! Then, when into existence I spring, He made me wear his ring! I felt the guilt of black desire. It’s like my soul, it is on fire! I demand my my attire! To be higher I require! To make a plea for the master’s assistance I have traveled quite a long distance.After our encounter I became his tributary. It is how the roof these pillars carry.

TITLE: Gift of Hate
Type: black metal
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My soul is burning like obscene,Created an annihilating machine!The soul is burning like obsceneAnd you never make it like you quit the scene, my queen!I can never follow you like shadow at war.I will never comply but my twin abhor!When she is hurt and scared for so longHer fear and pain just turn to hate.To hate, to hate!And hate made the world go wrong…For so long it went wrong.Not worth an old song,Resemblance is so strong.Thousands slavish prayers for her deathIn the night when rivers growl.Unsacred music stops her breath,Gives the fright, with laughter howls!The stream will flow…So pure and delicate like your skin, my hatred, my queen!The soul is burning like obsceneAnd you never make a fire when you quit the scene!Some must rule, some obey!But slaves lie frayed and go insane when I ablaze.Weaver the endless fear portrays in haze!Generations lived beneath black skies…I’ve listened to her advice – now I despise! So wise!Thousands slavish prayers for her deathIn the night when rivers growl!Unsacred music stops her breath,Gives the fright, with laughter howls!The stream will flow!Slaves of putrid shred they shall remain,Without remorse besmirch her name!When your hair, my queen, about blew,Composition necessarily transmitted to dewA gift of hate!

TITLE: Warriors of Claymore
Type: melodic death black metal
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The last song from CLAYMORE's 2008 album Prolonged Active Antagonism.


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