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In the darkest den, they reside
Their souls are made to be sacrificed
Abrading faith for the foul divine
Let your heart be free
Rise above, burn the seeds of their deceit
Exposing myths beneath our feet
Gods of lies, we'll tear their sacred veil as we break the chain of fate
Fear… the way they rule our souls
Faith… the oldest curse we made
Fear… the way they rule our souls
Faith… the oldest curse we made
By the fires of truth, we shall stand
Our souls were born again to be free
Embrace the chaos to defy the god and leave their world behind
Cast away all the faith that make you blind
Ignite the flames of our rage
Time to decide incinerating remains of gods to vanquish hatred sown to us
Fear… the way they rule our souls
Faith… the oldest curse we made
Fear… the way they rule our souls
Faith… the oldest curse we made
Through the fire and flame We reach truth of life
Beneath broken faith their reign disavowed
The hill of sacred land is the grave-post now
Eternal rest for fallen gods
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Descend Upon the Enemy
03:22
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Through darkened waves of fear a vessel reaches the shore
No one knows impending shades of desire
Unholy will to reign inside the sacred ones
In the name of God, they start violating the land
Wings of death across the sea
Descend upon the enemy
Cruel hordes raid the land
Under blood stained moon
Tides of death swallow souls
Silence of the enemy
Greedy hordes blessed by the plague
Bringer of doom
A ravenous contagion invading land of free
The witness of misery is the sacred cross
Under the blackened sky their laughter turned to cries
The unseen hand of death, Slaughter has begun
Wings of death across the sea
Descend upon the enemy
Cruel hordes raid the land
Under blood stained moon
Tides of death swallow souls
Silence of the enemy
Greedy hordes blessed by the plague
Bringer of doom
Harvester of their souls veiled by our conspiracy
Behold trail of blood, empire’s end
We toll the bell of death to celebrate end of days
We are the son of God, conquer all the world
We prey for nothing
We are dying tribe of sun
Godforsaken land…
Silent screams echo in our grave…
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Servant of Evil Deity
05:23
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The ancient myth that it was handed down
Engrained to depth of human’s mind
The oath of blood offers flesh and bone
Evokes Gods beyond the thousands years
I see their frightened faces
The void is dwells in their eyes
They say grace to the thing which they’ve ever believed as God
I see their resignation
They know what they were born for
This fate is broken misery
Servant of evil deity
Fears devour
Enslave mankind
Awoken truth
Praise of death, raise a flame
Beneath a skin
Instinct beats
Defeated faith
Praise of death, raise a flame
The ancient tale about the birth of dark
Covered in primal consciousness
A crimson snow from a sacrifice
Awakens Gods in this millennium
They know the truth of their faith
I hide behind this ritual
Fallen graces turn to ashes
Our deity’s manifestation
They face the end of their faith
Damnation day of this world
The fate of innocent martyrs
Offering for evil deity
Fears devour
Enslave mankind
Awoken truth
Praise of death, raise a flame
Beneath a skin
Instinct beats
Defeated faith
Praise of death, raise a flame
I am the messenger sent by the lord of us
I am the shade of gods reflecting fears of man
I am the veil of truth made by ancient gods
I am the one with death, devours eternally
Fears devour
Enslave mankind
Awoken truth
Praise of death, raise a flame
Beneath a skin
Instinct beats
Defeated faith
Praise of death, raise a flame
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Like the Dead
03:13
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Rising from desire of the darkest heart
Lords of leeches draining your blood
Crucified for weakness, you’ll have no choice
Circle of believers, brainwashing is done
Hunted down by your misery, you’ve lost way to live your life
Mystified fate of victimized
No one cares end of their belief
Like the dead, you can’t see the truth
Like the dead, you can’t tell your words
Like the dead, you can’t hear my call
Like the dead, you have no will
Sinking into darkness, the abyss of despair
Keepers of intrigue, delighting in your scream
Resistance is futile, crumbled into dust
Circle of deceivers, a treacherous end
Sacrifice for the nothingness
You’ve lost all your will to live
Glorified by the fallen faith
No one can save soul of them
Like the dead, you can’t see the truth
Like the dead, you can’t tell your words
Like the dead, you can’t hear my call
Like the dead, you have no will
Like the dead, you can’t see the truth
Like the dead, you can’t tell your words
Like the dead, you can’t hear my call
Like the dead, you have no will
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In the Abyss
04:20
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Bleak waste I walk
Stars and moon... my guides
Drown my sins with tears
Slave of fate unleashed
I face world’s true colors as my demise in the abyss
I defy all of past and born again as myself
Eternally struggle
I drenched with god’s blood
Eternity ceased to be
Broken into pieces...
Vast void spreads
Sleep of death will come
Vanquish the pain of life and reach the truth in the abyss
In the void, my remains will be reduced to ashes
Eternally struggle
I drenched with god’s blood
Eternity ceased to be
Broken into pieces…
Eternally struggle
Reaching to nothing
Eternity ceased to be
Sleep of death will come
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Disintegrate the discipline of the divine
Limitation of thought I must defeat
Denied again and again as the world deforms truth
Defying swine and fool of the throne of the dying world
Destruction of the innocence, spite in disguise
Kill all our foul masters with no reprieve
Denied again and again as the world deforms truth
Defying swine and fool of the throne of the dying world
Decaying will of the lord in turmoil we defined
Striving for the right at the throne of the dying world
The struggle we chose, not of the destiny
No one can disturb this endless defiance
Denied again and again as the world deforms truth
Defying swine and fool of the throne of the dying world
Decaying will of the lord in turmoil we defined
Striving for the right at the throne of the dying world
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Denial of Martyrs
03:17
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To seal the eye of the mind
To enslave yourself to lords
Bow to the God for blindness
You’ll never see the light
Embracing pain of ritual
Longing for to be martyrs
Dismember the flesh and soul
Bound by the sacred word
Prayers’ dead emotion
Martyrs’ foul devotion
Tireless you devote to the god
Nothing but despair you've got
The truth is too grim to see
Lost in a sea of grief
This is the darkness you dwell
This is the misery you chose
Distress yourself by your faith
No one will save your soul
Prayers’ dead emotion
Martyrs’ foul devotion
Awaiting false salvation
Unanswered your petition
Betrayal of masters
Exposure of the fraud
Destruction of orders
Denial of martyrs
Prayers’ dead emotion
Martyrs’ foul devotion
Awaiting false salvation
Unanswered your petition
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Lineage of the Divine
03:46
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Deep inside of my consciousness
Primal noise, chanting of the unknown
Shadow hunts, scary entity
Evil one, morphing to the divine
Voice inside whispers through the dream
Will of the earth, mountains will awake
Ancient bloods recall my duty
Sons of void, lineage of the divine
Hollow eyes without reason and light
Haunted dawn, awoken fears and shade
Breaching of the border by the rite
Sacrifice for the old divine
Reaching out to the mortal world
Drown the human with blood of them
Twisted face, mixture of beast and man
The race of Gods, screaming of non-mankind
Stars are in the right to wake the God
Fears to make the man to hail the dark
"That is not dead which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons even death may die. "
H.P. Lovecraft
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Born to Decay
02:52
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Scars of mind carved my flesh
Destined to be dead
Blackened wounds
Severed thought
Self destruction to take pain away
Born to decay
Feed the divine
Life is torn
Savages arise from morbid mind
No one tame my urge
No joy to live
Longing to die
I take knives to end my own fate
Born to decay
Feed the divine
Life is torn
Misery in born
The only faith I could see
Destiny to be
From within I’m rotting to dead
Born to decay
Feed the divine
Life is torn
Born to decay
Feed the divine
Life is torn
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To Be Profane
05:28
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Enshrined we stood in the dying belief
Embers burn again as sacred one bleeds
Lost in devotion
Dust of man falls
Wounds weep in a torment
Light of day fades
In the cathedral of pain no one prays to god
In the ruins of faith we unit as one
Mourn the faithful
Souls of them wail
Saints gasp with despair
Gods that failed torn broken
It’s a hymn of doom, redeem me
For the dying divine… denial
Dying virtue and crumbling sanctum
Scorn the Father to break those faiths
Beggars gathered to kill the divine
Human’s nature to be profane
It’s a hymn of doom, redeem me
For the dying divine… denial
It’s a grasp of death, release me
For the broken god… defiance
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