1. |
Never Relent
04:14
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2. |
Master of Illusion
03:09
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Master of illusion who pours false hopes in fools
i've long been exposed to your dirty game.
Your make-up miserably drains
from your face showing me what you are:
jester in a theater of failed old men.
You bring around your show,
always trying to pull the strings
of the puppets which you please to call your friends
The stink of your shame
can't be hidden anymore
The castles built on your
lies are going to crumble
I will not to tolerate all of your behaviours
You shall pay for all your misfits
cause i need to taste your blood
You search for compassion while you're building a false and distorted reality.
I will tear off your sneer and i'll sew it on my mouth
while dancing on the ashes of your life.
Two eyes for one eye is
the law i've chosen for you
This is the end of your time
now i come to make you mine
You don't deserve anything but pain
You don't deserve anything but hate
My hate for you
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3. |
To Desecrate
04:32
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You preach poverty while your gown is red
by the blood of the creatures your god says he loves.
Your dirty lair, improperly torn in the middle of the eternal city,
is the sign of your absolute control on the weak souls, raped by your pathetic promises.
The pain seed two thousand years ago your bastard fathers had planted and growed with blood, is now ready to fade.
Villain, dirty rapist pedophile,
with which cussed desire do you take your old sheeps to young pastures?
Is it maybe for the umpteenth time a wish of your creator?
Or is it the habit of a poor moron sublimed by gold and devotion of your fanatic proselytes?
The mithria, the pallium and the veil, everything burns.
You preach poverty while your gown is red
by the blood of the creatures your god says he loves.
New innocent lives without choice eclipsed by corrupted voices.
Ancient homicides buried under tons of lies
False hope of eternal salvation sold to desperate people.
The white altars and the gold thrones crumbling away into dust
Now belivers' worship is rust.
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4. |
Death Factory
04:33
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I feel the shadow advances
like the plague it doesn't dicriminate
it destroys everything it faces
it leaves nothing but despair
The fire of the pyres will not be enough
to melt the ice in my veins
These walls will not be enough
to oppose to the death's breath
Persecution
Destruction
Impotence
Subjugation
There's no way out for us
Buried above the ground
Workers and products
in this death factory
I feel the shadow advance
like the plague it doesn't dicriminate
it destroys everything it faces
it leaves nothing but despair
The slaughter praise
The hatred ritual
To give soul to abomination
To baptize it with blood
The fall of a city
The human defeat
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5. |
Painted Misery
03:16
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Pathetic attempt
to keep the control
She has never had
on her life
Crushed by anguish
between screaming walls
She writes a story
nobody can understand
In the dark she asks for blood
She paints alone her misery
Sculpting the flesh
The red owherwelms and she forgets
And in her mouth the sour
Of too many sunrises
It's a new day
It's a new agony
She throws up the remains of her black soul
She prays for the end of screams
She hears the call of the blade
Now silence comes.
She writes a story
Nobody can understand
She has no defense against herself
She hides the pain inside herself
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6. |
Sowers of Chaos
03:35
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A black seed has been sown
the flower of evil will grow
The fall of primal order
left the world in disorder
Faith towards useless idols
will bring endless failure
The grace of your gods
won't save you from this cold
Obeying to all your gods
is not a part of us
Sowers of chaos reborn from the dirt
A black seed has been sown
the flower of evil will grow
If the order will fail
we must let the chaos reign
Lacerate your mind
Only death we'll find
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7. |
Instinct
05:58
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My feeling is so far from the rabble's theories
I have no past of abuse and I don't present disorders
every action of mine comes from the most cynic and cold logic
After having tasted every kind of pain and dissolution
I'm going to carry out the nature will in its highest expression.
In the survival race, the strong moves foward eliminating the useless.
So I regain my essence leaving myself to instincts
squeezing you, feeding myself with you, celebrating your death
And since the weak finds his maximum realization
quenching his master's thirst with his own blood,
how could I oppose to the original balance of things?
Why should i hide behind morality while the natural order
imposes the death of the many for the reign of the few?
So I regain my essence leaving myself to instincts
squeezing you, feeding myself with you, celebrating your death
Naked on the altar,
you don't need chains.
You, obedient and silent bride,
will be always mine
as a slave without life
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8. |
Bloodlust
03:51
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I sink into oblivion
of memories which i try to rip
away from my head.
This feeling that consumes from
the inside
and covers with ashes
all that surrounds me
Bloodlust
revenge is my
only reason of life
I will stain my soul
with tears of blood.
The scorn is creeping
under my skin.
Suffering now is holding tight
my hand.
I will sew a hatred mask
on my face
There is no redemption
I will not repent
There is no compassion
This is my revenge
Bloodlust
Blood
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9. |
Five Seconds
04:59
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Five seconds
A groan
The disillusion
Here comes the silence
Repulsion and anxiety
The desire to escape
The fog drops and i realize
what you really are
Voluptuous corpse
Economic toy
The minor of my tails
Flesh feeds other flesh
Your love gives nothing
it calls the smoke affinity
The most beautiful words
in exchange for the lowest instincts
your love creates disgust.
It's the result of all your lacks
Hunting dead animals
somebody can enjoy this.
Socially satisfied
totally rotten inside
Hanging a trophy
won with a lie
What you are to me?
just a tick on the list
I will never be the plaster
for the emptiness of your days
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