Dimmu Borgir - Hybrid Stigmata - The Apostasy Lyrics






The apparition of two faces in disgust
Invisible but yet so clear
Reflections seen by a fugitive
Trying to escape the looking glass
Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
Eager to leave further but chained still

To crumble into such nothingness
A despairing fate, for your lies
To pretend is the lunatic's legacy
Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy

Born lifeless into a world of coma
As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost
Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be
Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts

The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice
The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown
Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity
The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor
Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside
How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful

Holding the banner high, unrestrained
Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt
Still in costumes to please the ways of living
Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating

Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death
For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking
Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea
You're destined to yield fragments of Hell in return

Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience
With the strength of the spiritual eye
Spirits of the token unchained and free
Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy
The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee
Demon to some, angel to others





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  1. I.... z....

    3:50 FAAAAAKEEEETTT THE FUKIN GLORY!

  2. T.... A....

    This ride sucks. Got anything with free money included?

  3. T.... A....

    The apparition of two faces in disgust
    Invisible but yet so clear
    Reflections seen by a fugitive
    Trying to escape the looking glass
    Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
    The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
    Eager to leave further but chained still

    To crumble into such nothingness
    A despairing fate, for your lies
    To pretend is the lunatic's legacy
    Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy

    Born lifeless into a world of coma
    As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost
    Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be
    Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts

    The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice
    The narrow slits, the veins in search of the crown
    Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity
    The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor
    Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside
    How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful

    Holding the banner high, unrestrained
    Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt
    Still in costumes to please the ways of living
    Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating

  4. B.... B....

    Damn!!!

  5. B.... R....

    I'm getting that "hell raiser" vibe from the album cover.

    B.... R....

    "Demon to some, angel to others"

  6. D.... B....

    Their best album, imo

  7. T.... S....

    Sem dúvida uma das melhores bandas de simphonic black metal

  8. D.... J....

    👹🤘🖤🖤🖤

  9. t.... ....

    Angels and Dimmons at march mans bewildering hosts!

  10. K.... G....

    i had an orgasm at 4:50 the Keypord and effect are incredible...

    K.... G....

    6:38 here

  11. T.... ....

    "What do you want to do, Hisao?"
    -Let's go out an have a grand old time!
    -[Let's do nothing? Yeah... that sounds good.]

    B A D E N D

  12. D.... ....

    The apparition of two faces in disgust
    Invisible but yet so clear
    Reflections seen by a fugitive
    Trying to escape the looking glass
    Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
    The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
    Eager to leave further but chained still

    To crumble into such nothingness
    A despairing fate, for your lies
    To pretend is the lunatic's legacy
    Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy

    Born lifeless into a world of coma
    As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost
    Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be
    Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts

    [chorus:]
    The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice
    The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown
    Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity
    The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor
    Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside
    How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful

    Holding the banner high, unrestrained
    Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt
    Still in costumes to please the ways of living
    Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating

    Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death
    For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking
    Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea
    You're destined to yield fragments of Hell in return

    [chorus]

    Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience
    With the strength of the spiritual eye
    Spirits of the token unchained and free
    Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy
    The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee
    Demon to some, angel to others

  13. J.... K....

    "From the Edge of Sanity, DELIRIOUS!"

    J.... K....

    ROH is how I got into Dimmu Borgir.

  14. A.... S....

    epic!!!!

  15. A.... a....

    5:44 the drop made me cum lol

    A.... a....

    Al-Masīḥ ad-Dajjāl the best part.

  16. o.... 6....

    Damn, now that's fucking metal

    o.... 6....

    +revengance gamer Nice CD cover too! :)