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Master Of All Fears
04:23
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THIS IS OUR WAR,
THIS IS OUR LEGACY:
THESE ARE THE WINGS
OF EGO'S SUPREMACY!
Don't support God, become a God!
Scary visions of a rotting corpse,
where from the body a new self comes.
The Reaper screams around your feet,
the Scythe can't let your body bleed.
WHO AM I, IF NOT THE FEAR WHO MAKES YOUR NIGHTMARES?
WHO AM I, IF NOT THE SO CALLED 'STENCH' IN YOUR OWN?
I'LL DIE WITH YOU!
Refuse the only, mighty Lord
he's the past, you're the only one.
Deny his prayers, his words are tricks...
ignore his wounds and let them bleed.
WHO ARE YOU, IF NOT A NEWCOMING MASTER?
WHO ARE YOU, IF NOT THE ONE WHO WILL RULE THIS SCUM?
Spiral of souls. Seeds of a God.
Ice feeds Fire. Heaven feeds Hell.
Among the line of Death and Life,
to let these hands be tyrants of Doom.
Slayer of all flesh, a thorn for every ash.
The roots of endless storms are the roots of every war.
The call of a New King, every man shall knee
to the inverted lore, feeding the final storm.
...one step before to piss on their graves!
Cruel and endless ways of lore,
supreme master, sworn ally of this swarm.
Deny these prayers, deny their tricks
ignore their devotion and make food upon their meat.
Veins of feral blood, every flesh is yours.
The Enemy Within is the root of every kingdom.
The Call of a New Breed, every man shall knee
to these creeping spores, to deny all the vicious scum.
At the end of light, now there's only dark:
where emptiness rules, a new kingdom will start.
Creeping men under creeping spores,
creeping subjects for this lore.
Infidel hands buried in flames,
traitors condemned to a public shame.
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The Smell Among Us
03:29
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Forged from these centuries of covered confessions,
rotting into a smell of disgusting frustrations.
Actions who are more blasphemous than blasphemy itself,
an inner self dirty as what they use to call “Hell”.
Rot in Hell with your God,
Die into the Eternal Flames.
Judged by your own beliefs,
who are falling down piece by piece.
A God who isn't shameful of his enlightened mass,
forced through the diktat of a heavenly disgust.
I spit on the tombs of all preachers of their Messiah,
convinced to avoid life in every possible desire.
Rot in Hell with His Will,
Die under Infernal Wheels.
Believers of wrong beliefs,
a reverse way of being Satanists.
Entombed alive into Vatican, let these words be Fire.
Entombed under the ashes of mankind, condemned as liars.
Rot under hypocrisy
and die into your own shit.
Let this grave be history,
a symbol of Hell's victory.
Entombed alive into Vatican, let these words be Fire.
Entombed under the ashes of mankind, condemned as liars.
Entomb the hypocrites through the Enemy, do the Will of Satan.
Entombed as maggots into a deadly dream, be the Wish of Satan.
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Disgodst (Neverchrist)
03:28
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Hungry at the Gates of Light,
waiting for a blackened lightning.
Storms of primordial knights,
rape their World from the inside.
I push these nails on your Cross with violent force.
Jesus Christ was born to lie, as his Lord.
Sucking the blood of pervert priests,
the demons have found a new source of power.
Wishes of violence increased,
from the carcass of Holy Liars.
A new Breed of Satanists is our newborn.
The age of Light they were searching for is stillborn.
Floods of scorn for your Messiah,
all you've ever dreamed now is just a blind wish.
No more Light, no signs of God
This battle is endless!
Insult the Lord with no remorse,
His words for us are soundless.
(Yes, NO MORE FUCKIN' MERCY!)
Legions of hellish, fetid bastards,
bring the noise from the Roots of Hell.
The enemy's blood run like a dirty mustard,
to practice the preach of the Lords of Death.
Bring us to Heaven,
vandalism and endless fire.
Breaths of Fire against the Skies
as if they were bullets.
Now the Moon has the smell of blood,
those fetid smell!
Floods of scorn for your Messiah,
all you've ever dreamed now is a blind wish.
Fluids of repulsion against the Holy tides,
riders of disgust, bringers of demise.
No more Light, no signs of God
This battle is endless!
Offense the Lord with no remorse,
His words for us are soundless.
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