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Old Gods of the North
05:37
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Through centuries,
unravelling the mysteries and puzzles of flesh
but now how it bores me, My anguish is my restless mind.
I have watched as the ages passed by
Amused by your fated demise,
How I long for more primitive times,
When violence reigned the strong survived
When the battles were unending
With the clamour of steel on steel
Baptized in blood
Ready to fall
I feared no violent ending
I was not born just to grow old
I heard the call of my ancient blood
I hail the grim gods of the north
Our paradise earned through spilled blood
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Benevolence Defied
04:58
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Miscreant you name me but offer your vine
Play Dionysus if you will,
Feeding your bloated , maggot slathered ego
which holds itself upon such mountanous respelendence
I peirce your guise and tear it asunder
Woven of such whisping adornments
you preening cuck
you whore of the court
Be abbrogated before your peers
I strip you bare and flense your flesh from the bones
As hollow as the soul that animates them
I hoist my canvas of you
my magnum opus for all eyes to see
If but your god were here to witness
and you dared to mock those who toiled
by playing the noble pretender
For betterment of a self worth
So doomed to demise
We deny you that victory and cast you to dust
Lament in you fell foul of treachery
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Magna Mortalitas
07:07
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We are awakened at last and now have eyes to see
the hypocrisy and malignancy of theology
and though millenia have passed
More souls so naive give life to the lies
of the worthless god we despise
The frailty of the fleeting coil
Binding masses to a mundane existence
measured unto judgements and falsehoods
of the minesterial perverts
In propogation of the christ lie
Molested in soul Tending our weakness
Diluting ratiocination with manufactured virtues
In guise of saccherine promises of distinction
For favours of sexual, perverse obidient adornments
They spread disease of the mind and flesh
Cultivating this plague that knaws us to the core
Like a cancer of light that blinds our eyes
to the truth so pure
So immesurably black
so singular and verse
It would ahnihilate this curse
could we merely cast out to its ocean of knowledge?
dochtoral catechisms of vapid bile
You spew forth in our hearts
you poisonous lampreys of the race of man
you rasping bloated toads of the lord
so noxiously fecal in lies you have wrought
I cast you out! I smite you dead
into the void you shall be led
I shall escort your christ phage
to the gates of oblivion myself
I shall rape your churches
and burn your holy scriptures
to bask in the mountains of all the wealth
that you plundered from my felliow souls of humanity
so blinded by slime of your travesty
you belched unto their eyes
and stoked their deepest fears
and drove them to holes in the ground so mere
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Unchain Your Mind
04:49
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This fetid disease
as destructive and virulent as plague
this vile contagion that rots at the core of the mind
sewing corruption and blinding the masses to truth
it is the time of awakening and the shedding of bonds
When will you awake from this delusion?
Just open your eyes
Witness the birth of a new dark age
A kingdom of sin
Embrace old carnal ways and knowledge
Forbidden to thee
Inherit the ancient strength of wisdom
and comprehend existence!
the time of awakening is nigh
Just open your eyes
Embrace omnipotence in the land of the blind
the enlightened is king
cast off theestic shackles
Unchain your mind
Just open your eyes
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Maledictus Dies Illa
06:23
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Veiled neath the hunters moon
Swathed in black night they came for me
Cloaked in the gloom
Far out of sight
To the gallows oak i am carried
Curse that day beneath the blood red hunters moon
MALEDICTUS
Judgement proclaimed like razors spells thy doom
DIES ILLA
Curse that night for I was to lose my life
LACRIMOSA
Cursed that day, Yes I was cursed that day!
hemp braid is placed round my neck
Even now at the end
no one prays for me
Cloaked in the gloom
Far out of sight
to the gallows oak I am carried
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Descent
07:33
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Akin to awakening from fitful sleep
I am drawn like a moth to flames
Out into the sea
I can hear the spectral choirs calling out my name
the old gods hunger for fresh souls
Prepare to enter their domain...
I heard the sirens call my name
none could resist the song
All drowned in crimson waves
A creature of darkest sin
His will devouring
At rapture, none shall stand
all die on his command
All souls are drawn down deep below
no salvation to be found
the gate stands open now
Thy legions rise to strike the earth
No mercy to be shown
the reign of man deposed
A maelstrom of churning flesh
gives powers to hell most fresh
Pure hatred for those alive
Extinction none survive
I thrive within this realm of sin
This churning void of souls
Eternal torture for those within
A maelstrom of churning flesh
gives powers to hell most fresh
Pure hatred for those alive
Extinction none survive
The old gods hunger for fresh souls
Prepare to enter their domain
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Despair
07:22
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The waters of life have carved chasms of my soul
and fires of the furnace of conciousness
have scorched the tendrils of humanity numb
Earth has buried and coveted my bones
for the claim of oblivion
such winds of creation have merely
weathered all else to motes of dust
I relish the form of it all
and bask in its disparity
Acrescendo of lament
over ages but spent
cultivating loathesom rancour
An abhorrence of reality
When mortals gaze upon the scene
and see tragedy
I find catharsis in release from this mortal coil
I see the frailty in their eyes
as they comprehend the end
I take great pleasure in the sound
of their hopeless cries
I witness the hapless humans in their infancy
So self assured of their delusional supremacy
Now abandoned upon their knees neath the holy see
Genuflecting to their worthless, fictional deity
When evil prevails
and the light of the dying sun fades away
and in your despair so sweet and palpable
Fire shall rage and consume their wretched temples again
and in your despair as your prayers go unanswered again
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