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Dimmu Borgir
Soul on departure 666,
onward into another existence.
A trip far beyond all pleasant dreams,
a voyage through desolation sights.

Inner transformation,
subconscious light.
In the glance fields of fires,
in the distance meadows of mists.

Where minds being enshrouded,
in complete night.

The fading of love,
life and light.

Wandering an endless journey,
dead within a trace.
Entering a lost dominion,
soulless and free.

Visiting a foreign place,
but yet so known.

Another dimension,
opens for me to see.
Heaven sure ain't made,
for me to be.

Heaven sure ain't made,
for me to be.

Soul on arrival 666,
one short step from unhallowed ground.
The ground of a kingdom come.

Dead spirits communion,
unorthodox profane void.

Gardens, temples, palaces,
I have seen them all!
In search for insanity,
sanity slowly drowns in trance.