Letras:
Dimmu Borgir Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia

: [music: Mustis]

: A dismal universal hiss, the sound of public scorn The brush that sweeps across the spectral fields This landscape is not without a sense of epic wonder

: Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside Cast down all memories from a past and future world The cynic icons and the cryptic writings As a picturesque

: Thousand different paths So many sterile ends I chose the Devil's path Never shall the sun kiss my face And caress me with it's burning light For

: Oh, look at those lifeless leaves All their precious pride is taken away A lost creation for a graven image Trembling of nothing but their own fear

: Chains of despair Cloaked by darkness The thundering echoes of great destruction to come Mankind's mysteries The dying world [chorus:] Madness in

all hatred in disguise A carnival creation with masks undone In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin Through mires of misanthropy with wrath

[words: D. Snider] WELCOME TO THE ABANDONED LAND COME ON IN, CHILD; TAKE MY HAND HERE THERE'S NO WORK OR PLAY ONLY ONE BILL TO PAY THERE'S JUST FIVE

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