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- Torment
- Seasons change and it brings the torments
- Rain is falling forever
- Skies are black and foggy
- The return of black spells again
- in a hand of dark deceit
- returning from this blaspheme
- the conspiracy to disrupt the crucible
- slowly reaching towards no light
- I heard clambering echoes in the night
- they ran with dark deception and laughed in delight
- those spirits claimed me once again
- and torments started to fade away...
- rain is falling forever
- skies and blackest night
- in this turn of dark deceit
- Rapture, a pentagon enlights the cross
- ////
- An Empire Turned To Dust
- in the court of diabolical desires
- i find myself locked in the silver cage
- of restlessness in the search
- for eternity
- by the day darker
- i shone by the flawless light
- gleaming 'neath the rotting moon
- i have seen the
- misanthropy in man
- i have lived the lives of shallow
- and longed for wine and bread
- And i'll remember......
- as rain is softly pouring
- 'neath the barren marblestones
- I sit and wait in remembrance
- and think of ones i've lost...
- In the court of diabolical desires
- No trees nor stone
- In the court of diabolical shadows
- I wander alone
- I lived as one and any
- The emberwood breaths and speaks so soft
- to burden with the hallows of humanism
- to a path of misanthropy i return...
- to the marshwoods and with the trees
- ablaze in a fire of paganism
- the white Mountian eternally will see
- where are the wolves?
- and honour of shallow men
- I find them in rivers of tomorrow
- and mourning begins again
- ////
- Chalice of Blood
- in this cup is the blood of ancients
- sorrow, destiny...otherworlds calling to us for help
- & the first rays of sun will call again
- without this reason a fool will see it easily
- and this chalice of blood offers life and death
- but no morrow will please its sins
- will we go from clouds decay
- or from bitter men ...
- ///
- A Final Deliverance
- _________________
- ///
- For The Prevalence
- for the prevalence of this worldy vision
- i see a rise of trees and life
- from nature not from man
- and joy from another time
- in this worldy vision
- i see time pass slow as night
- and in this worldly vision
- the heritage will unite
- the decay of modern man
- and modernity, its flames
- i dreamed of another night
- in time it burned bright
- i saw the deceit of some men
- and again the flames ignite...
- ///
- Preservation of Traditions
- dancing round the corpse of everlasting old traditions
- seeing through the lies and mistrust of modern life
- we sit far from your existance and stare with bitter hate
- preservation of traditions for always & again
- once I saw the failure of this life & new insistance
- lurking in the forests near the cloudest everskies
- in fury or grief but never asking why
- reading poetry and past traditions
- we see right through these lies
- the wild geese will flock and in traditions
- we flock and grow to be complete once again
- dancing round the corpse of everlasting old traditions
- seeing through the lies and mistrust of modern life
- we sit far from your existance and stare with bitter hate
- preservation of traditions for always & again
- ////
- Honour & Tyranny
- ___________
- //////
- CLEANSING
- *scream*
- cleansing the dirt from my hands
- these religius prayers are fucking demolished
- contempt and hatred glaring in these eyes
- I reach towards a sword and deliver Cleansing
- the holy statues are no more
- we banished it from our noble world
- such disgusting filth must not exist
- spitting hatred at the lies and foulest saviors
- Ruined soul from a old century
- Rebirthed into a new night, to embrace a suicidal satanic Cleansing
- this knife will drive straight into my heart in dismal torment!!!!
- 1:57
- Nailed on wooden frames
- Hanging decriept, miserable, and ruined
- Finally rightfully delivered, displayed and in shame
- Your fucking God is molested and dismayed..............
- (repeat)
- [3:03 long scream]
- cleansing the dirt from my hands
- these religius prayers are fucking demolished
- contempt and hatred glaring in these eyes
- I reach towards a sword and deliver Cleansing
- Obscurity, reaching towards further realms of highest power
- In command of thousands of armies, calling forth blasphemous assaults
- On pathetic lesser beings...
- 4:09
- All forms of worship dismantledatleast
- There is nothing left for your kind
- Just blackness, everlasting hole of misery & satanic worship
- And in results, Cleansing...
- //////
- Nature Enigma
- ________________
- /////
- The Strength of Our Movement
- _____________________
- ///////////////////////
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