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Witness Of The End Times
05:07
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Relentless Fury’s flight hurled from dark pits
Their heart is a furnace of lies and pity
thunders and cannons pass through them
The sand settles on bodies and cities
turns red and remains until the end
Centuries of evolution drown in fire
survivors’ pains relieved with the balm of the gods and liars
Any questions any sense?
Destroyed and devoured among the helpless cries unheard by dead and mire
Centuries of evolution drown in fire
survivors’ pains relieved with the balm of the gods and liars
Any questions any sense?
Destroyed and devoured among the helpless cries that rise unheard by the witnesses of the end
Thunders and cannons pass through them
The sand settles on bodies and cities
Centuries of evolution drown in fire
survivors’ pains relieved with the balm of
gods and liars
Any questions any sense?
Destroyed and devoured among the helpless cries unheard by dead and mire
Behold, here is the torch
wrapped in blood and fire
and brings with it a swarm of suffering
Furies blow and their flight is relentless
Their heart is a furnace of lies and pity
Thunders and cannons pass through them
The sand settles on bodies and cities
Latter-day scribe witness to a masochistic sin
carved in the bones
armies arrayed on the bulwark’s paradise
the imminent dystopian harmony
Decay is a river of blood born of starvation
that feeds the seeds of infamy
and germinates ignominies
Centuries of evolution drown in fire
survivors’ pains relieved with the balm of the gods and liars
Any questions any sense?
Destroyed and devoured among the helpless cries unheard by dead and mire
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Haruspex
04:45
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Abyss returns my gaze,
plunges into the depths of the rusty sanctuary
Cries of the ancestors
helplessly accompany perpetuation of the original sin
Rise from your veils and concubines,
blind eyes sink in my essence robbing my secrets
My courage bents to your omniscience, divine deputy
Dive into the depths of my despair – Haruspex
The knots of fate between affliction, pain and shit
Dive into the depths of my distress – Haruspex
Another victim, another look on destiny
A building of glass, bricks and ghosts.
You beating heart makes him rise from his centenary sleep.
Rise from your veils and concubines,
blind eyes sink in my essence robbing my secrets
My courage bents to your omniscience, divine deputy
Dive into the depths of my despair – Haruspex
The knots of fate between affliction, pain and shit
Dive into the depths of my distress – Haruspex
Another victim, another look on destiny
Spells bend perception and matter, fate bows to your command.
My flesh and my mind are offshoots, there is no pain in being a slave
Blessing of your hand still covers my thoughts
The doors of the temple open the way for my return
I follow the line drawn for me by a tasteless destiny
I lose control and lose my dignity
Spells bend perception and matter, fate bows to your command
My flesh and my mind are offshoots, there is no pain in being a slave
The blessing of your hand still covers my thoughts
The doors of the temple open the way for my return
I follow the line drawn for me by a tasteless destiny
I lose control and lose my dignity
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Liturgy Of Emptiness
03:38
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Are you hearing us singing in the streets?
Summoning your killers, for those who will soon be
even time stops, the eye of the divine is clouded by our censers filled with curses
Close your thoughts to the liturgy
Our black choir bleeds
and vibrates for eternity
Sacrifice your children for the liturgy
aberrant symphony for misfits, poor and mean
tunes to a dissonant symphony,
plague of cosmic existence,
words whispered in sleep by the dead
We celebrate emptiness with the liturgy
Our black choir bleeds
and vibrates for eternity
abandoned to the emptiness of the liturgy
aberrant symphony for misfits, poor and mean
A new black dawn rises towards eternity
Our hands joined in the apocalypse
A new black sky cloaks our liturgy
Our hands clasp those of our executioners
Celebrating our rise, celebrating your end
Close your thoughts to the liturgy
Our black choir bleeds
and vibrates for eternity
Our faith full of incense rises to the divine
Master of non-creation, Omega reflex
Even time stops, the eye of the divine is clouded by our censers filled with curses
Disciples are joining the liturgy of emptiness. Vacant and motionless eye us a servant of the end.
Close your thoughts to the liturgy
Our black choir bleeds
and vibrates for eternity
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Atonement
04:07
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Servants of the echoes of a bygone era from which you cannot escape
Obsidian eyes, heads bent on heretical illogical lives
slaves of our desires
Cold hearts swell with envy and pitiful lies
Hypocrite shameless judges
evokes with its own poverty a new tragedy on us
From the bloody seas and the tombs of the ancestors
atonement - they cry eager for victims and oppressors
atonement - is the scream loud and desperate, listen to the melody of your regrets
until they strike to death again.
Faults and wounds rising from the past
Reiteration is our damnation
From the bloody seas and the tombs of the ancestors
Atonement - they cry eager for victims and oppressors
Atonement - is the scream loud and desperate, listen to the melody of your regrets
until they strike to death again
Judgment rains over us
with glowing stones dripping with insanity and tormenting the earth
Servants of the echoes of a bygone era from which you cannot escape
Obsidian eyes, heads bent on heretical illogical lives
slaves of our desires
Cold hearts swell with envy and pitiful lies
Genocides
called for no prayer slows the pace of a desert wet with tears
no leniency
no forgiveness
The only answer will be the echo of our cries dispersed in the dust
The bones of the children crumbling in the sands of remorse is yours worst failure
Even the blood on your hands has dried the hecatomb vibrates and the only inheritance
that will echo in the voids of the cosmos for eons is the atonement
The bones of the children crumbling in the sands of remorse
is yours worst failure
The hecatomb vibrates and the only inheritance
that will echo in the voids of the cosmos for eons
is the atonement
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Indoctrinated Reborn
04:17
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The flesh spasms, suffocated
corruption dresses and sheaths harmonies
the seeds rot blooming fallen
guardians of the growing madness
The flesh spasms, undressed
corruption fluidly ungloves the harmonies
the seeds fed on blood
beg for revenge
guardians of the growing madness
The regurgitation of consciousness
are useless as they are crumbled by the thorns defective unrewarded
I dig the well of paranoia
crawling from my darkness to the void
Sinners blessed by the Original Sin
I dig the well of paranoia
Starving in a paradise of ghosts
ambition’s a carcinoma,
my voice is your noise
Awareness of weakness
The fury trudges and blows into the horn
Creator of my sins
you judge of your own blasphemies
Trapped in abscension
blind hearts seek the light
enslaved by your flesh, created
In The Likeness of God
Awareness of weakness
fury trudges and blows into the horn
Creator of my sins
judge of your own blasphemies
Trapped in abscension
The fury spits her poison and blows into the horn
last breath is a poem of hate and scorn
Regurgitations of consciousness
are useless as they are crumbled by the thorns
defective unrewarded
I dig the well of paranoia
crawling from my darkness to the void
Sinners blessed by the Original Sin
I dig the well of paranoia
Starving in a paradise of ghosts
ambition’s a carcinoma
Awareness of weakness
The fury trudges and blows into the horn
Creator of my sins
you judge of your own blasphemies
Trapped in abscension
blind hearts seek the light
enslaved by your flesh, created
In The Likeness of God
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Obliteration
03:51
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Plunging immersed in a lysergic nightmare of internal conflicts
I implore a flash in which my consciousness falls asleep,
absolving me
A dystopian moment of abscense
universes of antimatter
they escape in unison, erasing thought and relegating it to oblivion
Obliteration
Looking for a new peace in oblivion
every doubt and every error erased by the equilibrium
of a new dawn
Obliteration
Sub radiation
whistles unheeded in the depths of cosmos,
with no conscience ready to steal desecrated confessions
Obliteration
Plunging immersed in a lysergic nightmare of internal conflicts
I implore a flash in which my consciousness falls asleep,
absolving me
A dystopian moment of abscense
universes of antimatter
they escape in unison, erasing thought and relegating it to oblivion
Dissolution of the thought form, elevation of the annihilation
Antimatter reigns, only one verb: obliteration
Sub radiation
whistles unheeded in the depths of cosmos,
with no conscience ready to steal desecrated confessions
Obliteration
Looking for a new peace in oblivion
every doubt and every error erased by the equilibrium
of a new dawn
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Resurrection Denied
03:29
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The fathers’ disappointment carried by the poisoned wind of death
It was not meant to be heard by the living or the deaf
ghosts of lost wars, lost values, winners and defeated.
from the pits of history oblivion is complete
Consciences torn from nothing and shattered by the violation of eternal bliss
Break the chains of glorification, perpetual cycle of lives reborn
forgotten and burnt in the void.
In the light of stars that have been dead for eons the memory of nameless gods
crosses hidden cosmoses among grains of sand
The seed of corruption germinates in the hearts of the innocent
He brings gifts of death and seasons of blood to water wheat fields and soothe feelings of guilt
Millenary civilizations flogged by divine wounds
They pay the price of ego of the divine oligarchy
Reject the mark of resurrection, refugee in an absence of thought and light
The lamb's blood will not be shed, one's flesh is the sacrifice, submission is the real sin
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Embrace The End
02:42
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Hidden behind the silence
The impulsive scorn of God
eager to impose his unkind will and strongly judges to all
And talking through his vicars
He spreads poison and verbs
Infecting souls and minds whose ready to reinforce the chains
Silence oceans dried
poisoned and sulphureous winds
ride Dead Lowlands, bedside
of our failures, greed, suffering and cries
Forgotten by our God
We grope lost in the fog
Our inadequacy
Overflowing greed and lust
While weaves of self-destruction
hang over us
we find new systems to reduce our children in to dust
The judge of Doomsday
Forgotten clouds blur what used to be
The winds from Hades
Announce the will of God is here
The judge of Doomsday
Forgotten clouds blur what used to be
Embrace the End
Incinerating all then I can see
Forgotten by our God
We grope lost in the fog
Our inadequacy
Overflowing greed and lust
Can you see the Knights of apocalypse
Riding horses in the sky?
They shine at sunlight while they falling with a nuclear spark!
Planned experiment of evolution needs to be stop
No time to regrets No time to kneel and pray.
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9. |
Seeds Of Cain
03:17
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Bastions built on flesh and bone
cemented with the vanquishes' blood
to protect the realm of hypocrites
Our fathers’ legacy is about to be threatened
and our thirsty beasts are impatient to strike and kill
Blessed with the art of war
I explode the visceral conflict that noisily burns
soldiers march, flags fly and fall
They are stairways that lead above the world
Blessed with the art of war
I explode the visceral conflict that noisily burns
soldiers march, flags fly and fall
They are stairways that lead above the
Blessed with the art of war
I explode the visceral conflict that noisily burns
Mines create asymmetrical forms
They are stairways that lead above the world
Usurpers’ city is a blasphemous insult to the eyes and the soul
Feed on their flesh, Annihilate Dynasties
Mark of Cain in the palms of our hands
Feed on their flesh, Annihilate Dynasties
Mark of Cain in the palms of our hands
Faces dart through the red mists, curses of pain howling on the battlefield
Feed on their flesh, Annihilate Dynasties
Mark of Cain in the palms of our hands
They haunt nightmares and haunt minds, like ghosts of wars I've won and wars I've lost
Bastions built on flesh and bone
cemented with the vanquishes' blood
to protect the realm of hypocrites
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