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Children of Doom
07:18
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"Infidel Defilers... They shall all drown in lakes of blood..."
Gather round children of mine, Your pilgrimage soon ends
I know concerns of Your hearts, I will release You from pains
Offsprings of Doom You are, creations of Set
The gleam in his burning eye is Your enemies dread
Say a word and we kneel
Our flesh is stronger than steel
You are the hand, we are the sword
We are Your children, command us, oh Lord
Your masters and leaders, corruptors and liars
Fang of the Serpent will pierce their defiance!
You are the deluge embracing the earth, disciples of Doom
Fear not the darkness, paradise is waiting for You!
Say a word and we kneel
Our flesh is stronger than steel
You are the hand, we are the sword
We are Your children, command us, oh Lord
Say a word and we kneel
Our flesh is stronger than steel
You are the hand, we are the sword
We are Your children, command us, oh Lord
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Funeral Mounds
06:45
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Funeral Mounds
"Of all te pulpits from which human voice is ever sent forth, there is none from which it reaches so far as from the grave"
John Ruskin "The Seven Lamps of Architecture"
The sun was rising solemn
Among the trees of this hallowed wood
At the graves of the thousands fallen
In solemn silence also we stood
This is no place
For hope and faith
Yet fires still burn
In darkest night
There sparks a light
Catharsis through mourns
Funeral mounds
Bleeding like open wounds
Like thorns in the crown
Gracing temples of truth
Another stone is cast
To reinfrce the barricade
Another blood offered in trust
That sacrifice is never late
In barren ground
Bones make no sound
Deaf to our pleas
Reminding us
That our pride
Is reborn in tragedies
Funeral mounds
Bleeding like open wounds
Like thorns in the crown
Gracing temples of truth
Lives fade away
And mounds remain
Future is bleak
Thus mounds will speak
Lives fade away
And mounds remain
Future is bleak
Thus mounds will speak
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Doommonger
07:26
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"Barbarism is the natural state of mankind (...) Civilization is unnatural. It is a whim of circumstance. And barbarism must always ultimately triumph."
Robert E. Howard “Beyond the Black River”
Blood marks my way, tears guide my sword
Wolf born is urge that leads me to war
Steel bearing hand in shell of scars
Those final days were written in stars
Rotten empires feeding on greed
Degeneration flooding the streets
I am the scourge, I saw their crimes
I'll crumble monuments of their empty pride
Towers fall
The Doom is upon Thee
Temples fall
Under Hammer of Gods
Pylons fall
The Titans are rising
Cities fall
Under poise of sold blood
To bring back the times, when blood was so red
Steel really sharp and wind smelled so fresh
To ravage the traders of father's blood
Merchants of truth, disciples of gold
So Titans arise as temples fall
And old Kings demise as Tyrants grow
Eternal cycle reaching the hump
New world is born from the debris of time
Towers fall
The Doom is upon Thee
Temples fall
Under Hammer of Gods
Pylons fall
The Titans are rising
Cities fall
Under poise of sold blood
Towers fall
The Doom is upon Thee
Temples fall
Under Hammer of Gods
Pylons fall
The Titans are rising
Cities fall
Under poise of sold blood
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Ulterior Gods
06:16
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"Of such great powers or beings there may be
Conceivably a survival...a survival of a hugely
Remote period when... consciousness was
Manifested, perhaps, in shapes and forms long
Since withdrawn before the tide of advancing
Humanity... forms of which poetry and legend
Alone have caught a flying memory and called
Them gods, monsters, mythical beings of all
Sorts and kinds..."
Tentacles of god swirl in my dreams
Strange cities arise swollen with fears
Forbidden eons' glimpse in dwelling mind
Nocturnal secrets crawl
Passing on lore to human kind
Where are those ulterior gods
Drown in mist, in slumber voiced
Their tales are forgotten
Songs and dances long forlorn
Sinister visions delirium evokes
Image of the gods in cthonic vaults
Awake in the dark pondering for eons
When their time will come
I pray to dream on
Where are those ulterior gods
Drown in mist, in slumber voiced
Their tales are forgotten
Songs and dances long forlorn
Where are those ulterior gods
Behind the wall of sleep they dwell
Preaching to the faithful ones
Reviving terror in my brain
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Cthulhu Rising
07:04
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"Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again."
H.P. Lovecraft "The Dunwich Horror"
The waves will dully revel over deserts
When my flesh is nothing but dust
Words will be spoken and Rites howled with mad fervor
For stars are right again... Iä!
Flames on the summits roar dim tales of terror
Subliminal fear encompasses minds
And Old Ones who were and are and shall be forever
Will sit on the throne They once lost!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Slumbering in depths!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Rise thee dreaming dead!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Revive all thy serfs!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Reconquer the Earth!
Between the spheres They walk serene and primal
Undimensioned and to men unseen
And He who is the key, the gate and the sentinel
Will break Them through revelling free
For then all mankind will be as the Old Ones
Free and wild, beyond all laws
And Earth will be sealed as Their possession
Aflamed with joyous holocaust
Cthulhu fhtagn! Slumbering in depths!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Rise thee dreaming dead!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Revive all thy serfs!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Reconquer the Earth!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Slumbering in depths!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Rise thee dreaming dead!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Revive all thy serfs!
Cthulhu fhtagn! Reconquer the Earth!
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Confiteor
06:35
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Confiteor
"I confess to almighty God,
and to you here present,
that I have sinned through my own fault,
in my thoughts and in my words,
in what I have done,
and in what I have failed to do..."
Men of dusk we are
Standing on the edge of times
And still Reason is beyond our grasp
So powerful and so wise
Dismal midgets in disguise
We boast sharp tongues and hide crippled hands
And still we're standing tall
Pride comes before the fall
Confiteor
Confiteor
And still we're standing tall
Behind all bridges burn
Confiteor
Confiteor
Sons of failure with no excuse
In all we've done and failed to do
Rotten apples from dying tree
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Fathers, forgive us misguiding Your trust
Your armor turned out to heavy to handle
And still we're standing tall
Pride comes before the fall
Confiteor
Confiteor
And still we're standing tall
Behind all bridges burn
Confiteor
Confiteor
And still we're standing tall
Pride comes before the fall
Confiteor
Confiteor
And still we're standing tall
Behind all bridges burn
Confiteor
Confiteor
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