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The Distant Chaos
03:45
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"It started as a distant chaos
Polluting other lands and minds
But soon they're pounding on our doors
Tomorrow they're inside our homes"
This crumbling world
Beneath our setting sun
It will be far gone
When the morning arrives
With acid rain
Their word travels fast
As the burned faces
Sing the sickening praises
"The structures of this weeping world
Change with the rising new god
Another page turns and the lies reborn
When the spineless reign on a fragile throne"
And they choose silence
To find comfort in cowardice
They chose weakness over defiance
And dare to call themselves our leaders
Their blind eye is turned on every victim
And the one that sees
Looks the other way
It's already here
"It started as a distant chaos
Polluting other lands and minds
But soon they're pounding on our doors
Tomorrow they're inside our homes
The structures of this weeping world
Change with the rising new god
Another page turns and the lies reborn
When the spineless reign on a fragile throne"
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2. |
Death Sentence
04:19
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The untouched innocence
Holds her sweet tears
While forcefully opened
Stained, and with laughter disgraced
"Cry, my child
For the men of god are here
And the fraud your eyes shed
Only granted you death"
Upon these ruins of innocence
Lies my once so bright star
"Silence, my child
Your petty words hold no value
For it is the will of your lord
To take your impunity
And for your impurity
You must plead guilty
For it is the touched flesh
That must be erased by death"
Upon these ruins of our home
Alone with the noose as a halo
I still remember the green
The light, the sun and my home
Let them remain in my memories
Untouched until this god is dead
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3. |
Third Day Of Creation
04:07
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Third day of creation I rose above the gods
Equal with life & equal with death
I built my glory from the ashes and dark
Son of the morning cast down from the stars
Words of failure set in gold
To cover the sickness untold
I embrace his prayers as my own
And tear them down with their worthless souls
Bright Angel, keeper of light
Rise above the heavens & enlighten our time!
Eyeless lord, eager to see
Crawling forth like a miserable & spineless sheep
Statues of shame set in gold
To cover the cancer untold
I pray their god as my own
And tear him down with his worthless soul
Heavens are torn and sun bleeds to death
Hope is buried in the grave that no one is willing to see
Open your wrists so the pain can finally reach
And gaze this world once again on its knees
"Through the ashes
Through the dark
I saw the sickness
Hidden in god"
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4. |
Red Room
04:01
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I could taste his wine of lies
Of a weak divine breathing no more
A crown of thorns upon his decayed skull
And his filthy blood on my hands
"Hear me, Seraphs!
Hear the Heralds of Pestilence!"
Thorns, pierce me
Poison my dying flesh
And I will carry your sins
To your grave with you
Uncross your hands & vomit his flesh
Behold the sad god you once prayed
Praise the dead flesh nailed on the wall
For in my presence his light began to fade
And with great praise they will feast
The bastard sons upon their false fathers
And from the flesh you were born
And the flesh is all you are!
"Hear me, Seraphs!"
Fly today
Higher, beyond gods
Embrace all things pure
For tomorrow when the moon turns red
The skies will die
By my word
And those words will be spoken
Thousands of times again
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5. |
Devil On The Churchyard
05:12
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Deformed face of god
The deceiving eyes upon the scarred
Thirst for the virtuous blood
The Devil on the churchyard
Evil behind a child's eyes
A grin upon a coffin laid down
Sickness in disguise
Skinless void of light
Of White Hell
From the Lands of Demise
The face of despise
The Devil on the churchyard
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6. |
Divinus Mortis
03:48
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Blood has been shed for the lowly
And slowly we drift in our death
Now when tides of life have turned
The darkest of chaos, hear my words
Pallor Mortis
Come, you White Ghost!
Algor Mortis
Draw down the sun!
His filthy seed of disease
Spread on the young and the weak
Blind their eyes so they don't see
That even their god will bleed
Spread the word of peace
To those with bloody hands
And speak of holiness of life
When it's you who holds the knife
Rigor Mortis
Strike the nails deep!
Livor Mortis
Their god will weep!
His filthy seed of disease
Spread on the young and the weak
Blind your eyes so you don't see
Your holy god on his knees
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7. |
Rotten Tongues
06:03
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Our tree is no longer green
It stands dead
With burnt branches
Alone without its leaves
I lay my dimming eyes
Towards the falling sky
Let the ashes pierce the heaven
With this restless wind
The stars that once showed us the way
They have abandoned us, left us at the grave of hope
"How I wish to see the sun
Before I must rest
So I could end its life myself
And drown the cursed whore in its own tears"
The roots are cut and set on fire
Our monuments fall as their shall rise
With force the walls of heaven crumble
The saints, guides to blindness
Decorate this celestial funeral
With their deformed corpses
The noose is set and growing tighter
Our ruins beneath their empire
And I pray
Death to Allah!
"I will cast terror into the hearts
Of those who disbelieve
Therefore strike off their heads
And strike off every fingertip of them"
Imprisoned by wrong path of faith
My bleeding hands pour out the growing hate
And we sing
Death to Allah!
"Speak not now, and speak never again
Too weak to stand straight
Is too weak to bear the weight
Of ascension"
With force we stab his bleeding heart
And tear his words apart
We shall rip off his rotten tongue
And mark his name as none
For every face you've burned
For every childhood stolen
For every lie you've spoken
His throat opens
And we praise
The Death of Allah
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8. |
The Lost Symbol
03:37
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"O' father, mother & sacred eye
Wake your fury and end our time
Blind our eyes so we may see
Cut our veins so we won't bleed
Guide our path deep below
Take us down where all life flows
Raise your arrows and strike them through
Destroy all that this earth once grew"
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9. |
White Ghost
08:20
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"We have reached the place in time
Where a white, blinding flash opens the atmosphere
The seal is coming down with the descending ash
Today the kings of this earth
They have all lost their meaning
All of them will soon seek a place to hide
We have come to the edge of our time
Where our laws, our rules and our beliefs
All equal zero
Today we are not alone
We are all a part
Of the end"
The desecrated angels hold the trumpets
Embracing the Final Hymn in their rotten hands
With eyeless sight they wait to release death
Upon the bleeding skies, and seas and land
And as the storm approaches in silence
Slowly dimming the light of our day
The dead angel steps forth
And the trumpet sings out the burning rain
The throne of heaven decays
When even seraphs choose to betray
Shine, you White Ghost
Impale those most virtuous
Bless our waters with your holiness
Infect our children with your enlightenment
Lay your touch of blessing to those with most to lose
Rise the heavenly bow and bless your arrows
Whisper them prayers of a darker age
Spare no man, no woman nor child
Show us the equality in death that we find not in life
Open your arms for the kings and the poor
Walk with us from door to door
Cut our veins and fuck our wounds
And erase our names from above our tomb
Let us hear your lies
On the day the skies die
Be the angel by our side
The one who brings our demise
As the key to death
Release the beast's breath
From the depths of Hell
The glorious death knell
Spit out the plague
And destroy the light of day
The days of end have come
The end to man's son!
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