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Soul Streak
04:18
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All lost in a liar state
Mouths covered as we salivate
Anesthesia, alienate
Ghost walking to the final crate
All blind to the Other’s gate
We’re passing through an enforced fate
Catatonia, misleading faith
Digging our holes fostered by hate
Pressure, failure
For this plague, no sign of a cure
Anguish, anger
Towards a cult of ever more
This zeitgeist is an endless rape
Timeless locus we desecrate
We sacrifice our lives on the altar of avarice
Dead ride fast, hear them howling
An icing sound rolling through the wind
Thunder shatters the surroundings
The veil is pierced – the mind is crumbling
Dead ride fast in a soul streak
Seizing eyes and reaping the weak
The horn has blown hounds are tracking
Soon enough you’ll join the hunting
Numbed by comfort
We forgot from where we came
Concrete and greed
Replaced teeth for us to feed
Blinded, deafened
To their cries from beyond the grave
Rabid and tortured
Wildness to release the slaves
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First of All
05:20
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From the limbo rises a familiar complaint
Turning into an infernal choir
A funeral oration to mock a fate without flavor
Endless cackling gives rhythm to the butchering of extinguished souls
A last howl torn from the life of a fool.
The wings of Icarus were not the loophole
For the true path to follow was always from below
Deep in the maze resounds the call of the Great Mother
Between her lips is the true way out.
Ten fingers planted in the consecrated ground
A labor whose fruit begat the firsts of the sons.
Thus in pain and earth they were bound
Iron, hammer and anvil of the eon
From seeds to bones
From womb to grave
From renewal to sempiternal death
Archaic and fundamental art
Practiced by watchers on the threshold
With one of their hand they create
With the other they annihilate
Ten fingers planted in the consecrated ground
A labor whose fruit begat the firsts of the sons.
Thus in pain and earth they were bound
Iron, hammer and anvil of the eon.
From seeds to bones
From womb to grave
From renewal to sempiternal death
From the limbo rises a familiar complaint
Turning into an infernal choir
A funeral oration to mock a fate without flavor
Endless cackling gives rhythm to the butchering of extinguished souls
A last howl torn from the life of a fool.
Ten fingers planted in the consecrated ground
A labor whose fruit begat the firsts of the sons.
Thus in pain and earth they were bound
Iron, hammer and anvil of the eon.
From seeds to bones
From womb to grave
From renewal to sempiternal death
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Blackened Faith
04:19
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Resound their devout songs
Their eyes burned by the cataclysm
They implore a broken being
To send them a haloed answer
Suddenly a whisper is heard
Which turns into a crescendo of laughter
The clamor turns into fear
For the void has answered their prayers
From the abyss
Black fire purifies
Lies woven into their faces
Prideful idiocy as ornament
Is reduced to ashes
Stigma of the night’s embrace
No need for eyes to see
For the entrails start to speak
Their reality collapses
Blackened will be their new faith
Amidst an open grave
Their cries begin to fade
Regrowth of the shade
Night brings down the blade
Death has become a stranger
neglected and a scorned respect
A truncated divine quest
The truth of a cycle harshly thrown
A hateful catechism
Spewed by treacherous tongues
Has been drunk to the dregs
By hollow souls
It has now been silenced
By a purer language
A chthonian emanation
An unhealthy incarnation
From the abyss
Black fire purifies
Lies woven into their faces
Prideful idiocy as ornament
Is reduced to ashes
Stigma of the night’s embrace
No need for eyes to see
For the entrails start to speak
Their reality collapses
Blackened will be their new faith
Amidst an open grave
Their cries begin to fade
Regrowth of the shade
Night brings down the blade
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Ether Void
04:48
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« He who sees through the shadow body of things and
into the flaming night of the images. He himself is destiny.
He himself is Gorgonic dread”. (Ludwig Klages)
A man haunted by Night itself!
His eyes seized by the hidden ones
He crawls out of perdition grounds
He walks now without his crown
Howling truth of the Hinterland
Harbinger of the deepest fear
That strikes the hearts of the rotted ones
A trail of blood leads monstrous things
To a feast – a sinister communion
Dissection of the ego – dissolution of a hero
Till nausea devoured and spit out to the ether void
He who sees through the shadow body of things
and into the flaming night of the images.
He himself is destiny.
He himself is Gorgonic dread
A man haunted by night itself!
His eyes seized by the hidden ones
He crawls out of perdition grounds
He walks now without his crown
Howling truth off the Hinterland
Harbinger of the deepest fear
That strikes the hearts of the rotted ones
A trail of blood leads monstrous things
To a feast – a sinister communion
Dissection of the ego – dissolution of a hero
Till nausea devoured and spit out to the ether void
INHALE – EXHALE – UNBIND – MONSTROUS – SOUL
Now inhale, exhale, liberate – your – monstrous – souls
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Night Haunter
05:51
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A sentence comes from the night,
Promise of an absolute fright,
The putrid breath of a hunter,
Awakes unspeakable terror,
A shiver along the spine,
Wide-eyed the prey start to whine,
Reminiscence of a horror,
Inflicted by ancient predators.
Suffocate - no reprieve allowed,
Sutured mouth oozing endless rancor,
As the blade slits open the tumor
Exposing an unbearable truth,
Deft hand dissection of a master,
A mark is left by the night haunter.
Monotonous existence,
Punctuated by mediocrity,
A long flight without flavor,
Docile cattle destined for slaughter,
A dull syphoned landscape,
Theater of a grim parade,
Herd deprived of brilliance,
Docile cattle destined for slaughter,
The meager hope of salvation,
A prayer towards a fallen angel,
A final epiphany,
Emphasized by the purest cruelty.
Suffocate - no reprieve allowed,
Sutured mouth oozing endless rancor,
As the blade slits open the tumor
Exposing an unbearable truth,
Deft hand dissection of a master,
A mark is left by the night haunter.
A sentence comes from the night,
Promise of an absolute fright,
The putrid breath of a hunter,
Awakes unspeakable terror,
A shiver along the spine,
Wide-eyed the prey start to whine,
Reminiscence of a horror,
Inflicted by ancient predators.
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Desiccation
03:47
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Let it rise, all shall rot
A vile desecration
Of the body and soul
A trip to the desolation, land of the ghouls
Billions of drowsy worms
Crawling into your skull
They desiccate every ounce of creation
Defile
Exile
This worthless lie
Pathetic excuse for a life
Corrupt
Disrupt
Watch it erupts
In blissful agony and disgust
oin us in this dance of death!
Swallow this damned host
Smile and pay the cost
Vulgar human compost
Soil for the great work of a sick god!
Buried with despair
All drenched in fever
Praise the mad gardener
Crone of the night
The Lord of blight!
Miasmas of pestilence
Profane incense
The sweet, corrupted smells now run on the lands
Join the funeral march
To the sound of the bells
Ringing always seven times the knell
Defile
Exile
This worthless lie
Pathetic excuse for a life
Corrupt
Disrupt
Watch it erupts
In blissful agony and disgust
Join us in this dance of death!
Swallow this damned host
Smile and pay the cost
Vulgar human compost
Soil for the great work of a sick god!
Buried with despair
All drenched in fever
Praise the mad gardener
Crone of the night
The Lord of blight!
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