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Inauguration
01:15
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Flourish hatred
for honor and glory.
In ancient one was wise.
Devised a tale to stray humankind,
that follows blind,
no questions asked.
In faith they spread despair
in the name of this disease.
Wicked poets in awe on corpses
and dead men tell no tale.
Holy war!
Rivers bleed and crosses sing,
young and weak on a string.
Soiled beyond belief they vanish in the stream.
Their heroes, their crimes.
Oblivion!
They are oblivious.
They are oblivion.
They are, they are, they are human.
Proud hypocrites are spurning, chewing out divergence.
Incorrigible complex of inferior blades.
Insured the sheep don't know insurgence,
as they are inbred maggots left of the crusades.
Rejoice this faith's survival!
Disfigured, distorted, developed
by twisted shadows.
Disintegrate!
Abuse of all insentience.
O holy sire,
o holy sire
Freak!
It's a freak show!
The clowns that wash their sins for inner peace,
in bliss promote ignorance, a legend born of genocide.
There is no purgatory, heaven, Eden after life.
Bitch we'll all rot in hell, we fucked up from day one and on.
They and their ridiculous reverence of a corpse.
How ironic their symbol is one of death.
These necrophiles are long lost in their wrongs,
but they keep on dancing to the reaper's songs.
In the reaper's songs,
everything divine will fall
and everything sacred ruins itself.
So what is sacred if not life,
we turned in an endless strife?
Ungrateful ignorants until
everything we've seen is lost
and turned to dust.
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(Im)Mortal
03:42
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Immortal in mind,
mortal in Form
Disintegration
of all living flesh.
Annihilation!
A miserable creation
These visions have foretold a mortal paradox.
Antagonistic journey towards supremacy.
An answer not desired to be ever heard.
Behold the story of miserable creation.
We are all seeing, yet unable to see.
The misery brought upon this feeble race.
We are consumers of poisonous cuisine.
Objectified as slaves of higher scheme.
Behold now,
depopulation doctrine.
The void awaits for disgraceful genocide
Whilst we die, false pharmacy shall thrive.
All man's disease, engineered and released.
Detoxify!
Reactivate your mind,
eliminate their disguise!
The earth wants us to fight!
Realize, your emptiness is a lie
illusions nurtured,
an endless opposition prevails the fallen flesh.
Belials mark forever carved in us.
The pole has turned to everlasting darkness!
A magnificent future of massacre.
I do not recognize nor sorrow nor warmth.
I am your blank decadent...
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Curse the Deceased
03:36
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Fire to the ashes,
risen from your graves.
Mount the lightning again.
Descend in the realm of shadows.
Reign with terror and reign supreme.
Subdued lions of your time,
known for tyranny by "gentle and kind".
A cowards concept of lies.
It's the triumphant who are just,
only for us to dance in the wrong hands.
In the wrong palm.
In the wrong mind,
but you are our balm.
And we will make demands
and we will deny them the freedom.
The cursed and fallen grant us
second chance.
Abide by the law of your gods,
gift them your lives,
you are nothing but stock for today,
your children tomorrow and grandchildren next.
Now you cling to straws.
To those atrocities you were to hate.
To save your skin, unashamed...
Descend in the realm of shadows
and elevate, elevate.
Safely... safely limit our mind.
We are but beasts in the shadow of their time.
We are but broken and oppressed fed up.
Clawless, fangless we will annihilate.
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Interfernal Suffering
04:46
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Warranted suspicion of self-annihilation.
Infinite graves of positive cells.
Degeneration of quality existence.
Preservation of a strain of unique emotion
at the lowest part of the heart
that far too long soaked in inferno.
Bloodlusted mind of constant reassurance
that illusions of the grey
distort a person to advance
in thoughts of inevitable conclusion.
A fool's endurance.
To place some blinded hope upon the hopeless,
to be burned by fire that never went out
and you could clearly see it.
How long can you stay irrelevant.
You are the apocalypse
of your own declining well-being.
Nihilistic visions of
reality you can't possibly deny.
Eclipsis of your fate,
you step right through the gate
to a point of no return
as you crumble under all the weight.
Encumbrance of enriching oneself.
Tomorrow you will still be the same
monster you saw today okay?
Exhausted sustenance process.
A darker tone of bells
toll tonight and
no one else can hear them.
Much less the demons
formed inside the head.
Anxious and mad.
Anxious and mad.
Anxious and mad.
They see everyone dead.
Blood etched premonitions
bound to genesis.
Bloodlusted mind of constant reassurance,
that illusions of the grey
distort a person to advance,
in thoughts of inevitable conclusion.
A fool's endurance.
Demolisher of bonds,
by false virtue,
found in walking graves.
Gift of nature
wasted on these useless knaves.
All these restless demons
kindled by no change.
You trampled on the
seed of purest fucking hate.
Proceed dispersal.
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Herr Whyze Koenig
03:09
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Let us reminisce Herr Whyze Koenig.
In a bed of nameless river
lay a certain child.
Body laced in human skin,
he grew up in the wild.
A prophecy of inexistent.
He knew not he's on mission
to be a shepherd, King.
Day by day his blood went worse
to remind him of a curse.
Himself...
Of a curse in himself.
Of a task from his predecessors.
Unpopulated Earth,
he was the first to walk it.
Without his kin
from beyond the horizon.
What we call homo sapiens
once made love to an ape.
This is how we came to be,
a foreigner and an ape, you see.
The kingdom for his race, believe,
these gods play universally.
Still to an amusement,
plans don't go accordingly.
The ape is poisoned by the curse,
the curse that he provided.
Instead of foreign child a
human came, fate decided.
A demon from an ape.
Traumatized genome-wise,
her body couldn't handle.
Now watch the succubus arise.
Traumatized genome-wise,
here goes the soul of kings.
Prominent king of the beginning,
how did you picture your end?
Dethroned by your curse,
by your blood, by your greed.
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Valliance
04:27
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...And the whispers
still scream in my ear!
All the light and
all the sound infected me.
Coursing venom from this disease
Afflicted spots and long lost thoughts,
as you flee.
Soon you'll be at ease.
And the thrill!
and the grief!
And the lives of all those lost
in these woods.
Desecration of my damnation.
Hear these words,
you will die!
All the dark and
all the calm corrupted me,
forcing me to discard these keys.
A single swing of this knife will
devour your life.
As to finally quench
my carnal lust.
As the shine
faded from your eyes,
I've only once felt
exhilaration.
In the moment
of witnessing your essence,
elevating toward the sky.
Severed bond of body and spirit...
The scene still burns in my eyes
and I just can't hold it in.
Now a feeling lingers
in the fingers that made you go.
A sensual touch of a
hand turned cold.
You will always be the pinnacle
of that night.
Forever in my reach.
Revenant, never meant,
to be someone's and
you're still so close to me,
endearing.
You will always be so
diligent, till the end.
Intelligent yet ever so humble,
to make this conscience bend.
Although the only tie between
is that of farewell.
The only thought of you
is this one minor dwell.
I'm proud these voices
give me courage,
give a meaning
to my only thrill.
I couldn't give a damn
of who and what you were,
but I am thankful
you were there.
The whisperers concur.
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A King, Desecrated
03:26
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Rise of the first queen,
only to dethrone the first king,
that made her who she is.
Wings of the fallen,
a face so unholy,
the horns of a ram
and charm unopposed.
From bearer to eater to legend.
Putrid soul of the devourer
took him to the brink.
Mutated horror of his miscreation
encharmed the breed he reigned.
Fangs upon the race she made.
Claws engulfing all the stained.
On her own blood she prayed.
The fake love of the gatherer,
the twisted mind of her illness,
thrived in the chaos and stillness of hearts
that felt her luring gaze.
A solemn decree of incest,
to sate the hunger
with those she bore.
Rise of the first queen,
only to dethrone the first king.
A manifestation of his misfortune
was mankind's blooming fortune.
Wings of the fallen,
a face so unholy,
the horns of a ram
and charm unopposed.
From bearer to eater to legend
of unspoken time in ages.
Hooked on the idea of a special breed
of a higher purpose in mind
and a breed of complex descent.
The subtle voice of mother
gave her offsprings little choice.
Degenerating spirit down the line is
giving lesser merit.
Now a myth and a word out of practice
and a silent whisper in our minds.
Relevance of the forgotten
lies in arrogance of the relevant
power in question.
In the process of our making
she lost track of dying king
whose seed took root in history.
The one she missed
is growing up to be
her last kiss, goodbye.
Washed away with the poison of her tragedy.
Disfigured shadow of a being played by fate.
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The Unmaker
04:05
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I will realize the significance of your existence.
The life you cherish dearly, fits nowhere but a slaughterhouse.
Raised to feed on hate, I abhor and despise you.
You are nothing but my sacrifice.
Stillborn future upon you.
Hopes and dreams, I vomit.
You'll never know what lies ahead.
This is your end. The unmaker!
Defiance, erasure for your body and your soul.
No otherworld, not even void...
your soiled embodiment I start to decreate.
Your tainted essence, conscience, spirit... name it
never seen.
You were an error, yet you have never been.
Ascendant mother, whose inner's rotten,
your womb is woe and lust,
be damned I'll make it go.
Cursed be thee father barren
won't conceive another you.
Divine act of balance!
Again, I am the unmaker!
As this unholy cleansing unravels
the continuum of order set,
this place called "anything"
spirals on and on 'till beginning is met.
Ouroboros one day be sated,
one day amiss the trace of all.
Gone!
Dawn, the malevolence shall be self-undone.
Gone, the malevolence, from billions to none.
Of this fate too will be your deceiver!
Voiceless, voiceless objection to all that is sacred
remains untouched.
You alone will lay into your unrest,
for you never came to be.
Reflection? Redemption? No, fuck you!
And again, I am the unmaker.
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The Serpent Sion
04:17
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Wild commotion on the streets.
They paint the rivers red.
The rivers are what oceans eat,
they feed on all the dead.
Behead the serpent Sion,
lest ye be but past.
A riot rich in violence
of vile but banded thought.
The voice in serpentine!
A venomous and ill temptation.
To a shrinking human heart
and resolve to those who defy it.
This is a breath of evil.
Fight the fire with desire,,
to be the hell itself.
Now, embrace the venom
king of flames and end
the dance to Sion's games.
Reward yourself in vault of boundless
power he possessed.
The flames engulfing you will
put it all to rest.
This era, the sins of seven
burn it to forget the only thing,
the only thing that's a regret.
The only thing that brings all down.
A being built on sacrifice
and reputation of a race.
And everything is falling down
and everyone is failing to forget,
you Sion wore the crown,
and this is what we get.
Time to put you to bed.
Sleep beneath, more than 6 feet deep,
where the hydra's and the myths are lost.
We're walking on the heads of beasts
still mentioned in the tales at least.
You are no more.
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