| 1. Beatrik - My Funeral To Come |
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Kiss my pale face and leave me for the last time Nobody will remember me, after your deat Ah, after your death They are tolling for me, this sad...
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| 2. Beatrik - Eternal Rest |
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If your soul hasn't never found its peace So your feelings are close to mine Every night I dream this wished Nirvana It will begun only beyond this...
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| 3. Beatrik - Buried Among Skeletal Woods |
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The autumn is arrived All the forest's trees seems as burned skeleton on the night The rain fall from the moon full of desperation on this time of...
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| 4. Beatrik - To Feel The End Near |
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I can feel angels and demons yet Contending my dying soul I can feel the cold northern wind yet Arriving to blow on my dust Do you know what I feel...
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| 5. Beatrik - Apollonia?s December 7th, 1647 |
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For many years dead children only were born Funerals and desperation, fear and hate An occult evil blinded their minds And drove them to exterminate...
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| 6. Beatrik - Requiem Of December |
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The fullmoon, of late ethereal autumn Is the coldest and most melancholic All is dismal and void of life under this December's moonlight This...
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| 7. Beatrik - The Charon's Embrace |
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A cryptic nightfall has now seized your eyes In the gloomy grimness the light of death awaits your soul See the arch of the deads that everyone is...
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| 8. Beatrik - Last Dawn |
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I'm standing here Looking at my sword Which reflects my troubled eyes, Eyes that have seen more than a man can see. So many battles I've fought So...
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| 9. Beatrik - Beatrìk |
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When the moon is full And the sky is dark, All seems dead But in the deepest forest Where no beat of human heart Ever was heard Something evil reigns...
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| 10. Beatrik - The Last Wandering |
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I spent my life in faraway dismal places I came back now, and I'm only waiting to die May I die down there Into my forests never forgotten Covered...
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| 11. Beatrik - Returning After A Death |
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Now maybe her sadness is showered on this place Like the shroud is spread out on her face white by now She was so young and beautiful but so blue...
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