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Dimmu Borgir - Death Cult Armageddon |
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Allegiance
Cuddled through a cold womb he was Pitch black and without sunshine rays Hell patiently awaiting him on blood-spilled soil A noble grief-stirred heart, always ready to die
In sinister systematization, submission is golden As an apprentice to violence, slaughter and bloodshed He was like an object that is being processed A force-fed destructor ready for abomination
The vast solitude in him witnessed it all Those self-afflicting eyes And their fear-painted faces Made out of utter discipline, failure unacceptable Hosts to oblivion Exploring the darkest of places Stench of rotten flesh breathing down his neck
Every day seemed like an endless night When would he ever wake from this void No other voice than hin own will ever tell What was real and where he had been What he had done
Did you bleed for the cause Like the rest of his men Did you capturethe euphoria How it was like to kill Such a necromantic force behind it all They sure did battle till the end
But when came all the glory And who got spared to carry his body Just pure death and too profound to be shared Was it all a fabricated vision in his memory To serve the wastelands of insanity At the front
Like forever lost its innocence Never to see the light of day again He pondered his last few steps Into the realms of death With his hand bloodstained
Courage and consistency Bravery and valor Honor and pride For what was it all worth
Progenies of The Great Apocalypse
The battle raged on and on Fuelled by the venom of hatred for man Consistently, without the eyes to see By those who revel in sewer equally
We, the prosperity of the future seal Cloaked by the thunders of the north wind Born to capture the essence of The trails of our kind
Zero tolerance must be issued forth Behind the enemy's line So it shall be written And so it shall be done
Discover and conceive the secret wealth And pass it unto your breed Become your own congregation Measure the sovereignty of it's invigoration
We, who not deny the animal of our nature We, who yearn to preserve our liberation We, who face darkness in our hearts with a solemn fire We, who aspire to the truth and pursue it's strength
Are we not the undisputed prodigy of warfare Fearing all the mediocrity that they possess Should we not hunt the bastards down with our might Reinforce and claim the throne that is rightfully ours
Consider the god we could be without the grace Once and for all Diminish the sub principle and leave it's toxic trace Once and for all
Lepers Among Us
Annihilate! The commotion breeding the perverse For bloodbath is on your doorstep A mass impending threat The perfection of religion Becoming our death
Do not respond blindly To growing gardens in decay Stand guard when visitors fall silent Blow the candles out, end the road here
No solace will be found Within elements of the tribe When covered with filth from all sides Compassion will fail
Their promises are honored In a mind controlled state The absence of reality, reason and logic Prove failure of faith
Enriched by the presence of it's clarity Darkness descends, everyone dies
For wisdom aligns in our favor Illuminated before our eyes
Uncover! A new beginning, the inevitable dawn Justice will be given where justice is due And guide the righteous ones Back to the final resting ground To perceive the truly hellbound
Demonstrate superiority A grand gesture of liberation need no judge or jury Demons rate inferiority Scatter the remains of the prey
Vredesbyrd
Reis deg opp La oss bestride Den tanke fra vår lend
Og dyrk På en forbannet jord En smertens ætt
For så og tynge De barmhjertiges skjød Som har tiltro til Den sjelloses brød
For den tro du besitter Er intet annet enn avsmak og hovmod Og din nøden etter viten Er en overflod av hån og skjend
Smerten i mitt hjerte er ikke tørste Etter himmelsk legeme
Ei er det sviktende søken etter englemakt Det er ilden og den brenner Det er bare det at du Skjemmer for den
Ta del i skyldens skygge Behag din sjel med syndens under For hvor er vel du Når lampen slukkes
Men døden kommer ei Med vårt bud Gjenklang fra den prektiges arv Vil innfri det endelige forderv
Bring dom over andre en ditt eget hode Der du gjemmer din skam i lovsang Så skal du få smake frukten Av din egen bortgang
Som en flokk av helveds opphav Og forvaltere av foraktens sønn Parerer vi deres list med avskyens prakt Med beviset på vår tunge byrde Ligger deres sinn i åndenød Skamfert tilbake uten makt
For The World To Dictate Our Death
Let us sit by and watch Death and destruction's devotees revel Let us sit back and witness Innocent semen being poured
Into the arms of Armageddon Let it pour, more and more Pure fucking Armageddon Let it pour more and more
Reason faithfully defiles On bloodstained hands Where graceful motion Are lost arts
There are only battles to be lost In the kingdoms of the blind For those who seek salvation In the dust of the earth Will only find wrath In the sands of time
Engulfed by the desert We taste death in the dry heat The disciples of prophetic ablution Had sworn to let the skeptics bleed For great are their love for warfare Henchmen of the disastrous creed
Watch us all celebrate in their name The lambs of our time being slain Awaiting the final perdition Defeat against all and everything For whatever adorned righteousness Justice never wait for the guilty to speak the truth
For mankind so hated the world That it gave all it's begotten sons and daughters That whoever believed the lie To perish and receive everlasting hell
Blood Hunger Doctrine
Man and his faithful ethics Intoxicated by the fruits of the earth Diabolical fanatikism, so cold and grim The perfect perversion, bestiality incarnate
As instruments of torture And leaving no room for sympathy We bring forth the monstrous birth To the worlds light
As all great art is made from suffering So are we Good in nature, but evil by our own free will Incestuously created by the will to kill
Time is here to walk the final abyss march Bound to the force of the last holocaust Pour free the gifts of grace And slaughter the entire human race
Not permitted to redemption When pain rises high in purgatory A reality so convincingly justified Feeding from Death Cult's gown
We bring forth monstrous birth To the worlds light
Allehelgens Død I Helveds Rike
Vren er aktens utfoldelse og tanke Vten hemning i ukjent ekstase Ei ett tilbørlig ønske om a avle avkom for Gud Frivillig nedsmittet og gjennomsyret I kjødelig sødme Fengslet av logn og vlydighet
Menneskets skrøpelige atferd Må tuktes med heder og ære blir det sagt Men godhet fødte evig ondskap kun Da Edens tyrann skjenket frukten
Visdom berikes fritt i Dyrets mangfold Når himmerikets salige urett Og svulstige barmhjertighet Vekker forkastelse ved vårt åsyn
Gnisten har slått flamme Og piner i pestilensens vilje De ynkelige slaver knelende i skam Besvangret med skyld og miskunn
Ætlinger som sverger eden Med troskapsløfte om å vgjøre freden A styrte himmelslavers velvære Og triumfere i kulde til Dyrets ære
Vredens beger renner over I forherdelse fra opprørdjevlers svovelvind Glødende, fra regionen av Belial's barn Avlet hinsides harmens trossende tind
De siste tegn fra Kristi tepende engler Brenner ubønnhørlig i ravnens ild
Smertefull og blek er døden Med blodstyrtning fra lysets gild Dødens fremmøte sparer ingen Det fromme liv kveles av egne tunger Den kosteligste jord blir pyntet Med fattigdom og hunger
Utspente vinger over Mørkets dype svelg Satt til verden for å meske seg Med pest og død Fråtsende i synd og hor
Overmakten fra polens bastarder Naren behag i syndens hierarki Et evig liv i paradis Er fullkommenhet i Satans dynasti
Cataclysm Children
Are you born from the abyss And have you sought the creed That drape the shadows Of your own thought?
Is your heart mesmerized By the fire that burns forevermore And do the secrets from the flames Hold the mysteries over which you preside?
Reveal the infantile wound and regain strength Free your spirit from those who lead in praise Recollect the anger and the hate For not shall your morals dissolve in pity
Righteous warmth accompanied By deceitful tongues Stay away from processed promises Let them fear what you know A malicious smile on their lips To keep us all under control Now it's time to rise and demand our due The whores and their illusions left us bitter and cold
Drench them in their own poison, spit back the scorn of their ways Out win their defect morality, and the words they pray Consolidate the troops and expose the lies in their eyes The ones deprived from the ecstasy that binds the neglect
Better lead than being led, earn any victory For you stand superior above the plague and it's mass The burden of proof rests on your shoulders
Eradication Instincts Defined
As mortal manufactured waste And part of the commonly infected You prevent the ones worthy the gift of life To surface on once a prosperous soil
As superficially bewildered whores And succumbing to fictional truth You are taught to preserve and profit The life institutional lie
You worthless piece of shit May we all depart from this world And dissolve into nothingness Compassion will not be granted When life's value Is point below zero
Human depravity is at our disposal As the perfect tool to destroy mankind The worst kind of them all Modern times' ignorance, the world disease Appeal to death of every man
A living hate smoldering abyss Nurtured through centuries with quietly exercised wrath Seeks the easiest way to the feed the engine Praising the final bloodbath
Uncertainty and guilt Will no longer endorse our fate There will be no remorse, we kill to kill again Killing all
Go ahead end it all, we deserve no better As a forever unblessed detonation The great plutonium chord fulminates Blinding the eyes of creation
Cutting off all life support Sweeping away existence instantly Iced desolate ruins linger Leaving traces of our lovely humanity
Unorthodox Manifesto
The memories far beyond the reckoning Have begun to lurk in the distance Like visual objects dearly known The grace of devils hands
As they walk with me like a medium When I choose and require a burn-out Resting in expanded malicious force Drained for murderous weapons
Knowing where you stand In the magnitude of this thought Looking at the spirit of fire and flames Enduring on the throne of the black heart
A bringer of evil I am And therefore also a carrier of light As I use this focus through the dark And face the sunshine in the dead end
Limitations do not exist When you are ahead of the crowd With the art of confidence I reign at the throne of my soul
The value of this darkness unwinds Travelling the other path A hidden triumph But obvious to the strong and wise
By understanding this reality I remain in a twice-coloured cloud With feet connected solid in the ground And thus I get peace of mind
A bringer of evil I am And also a carrier of light As I use this focus through the dark And face the sunshine in the dead end
Heavenly Perverse
Devoted to your own opiate In escapades from discontentment Are you shutting off from the outside world To reflect on your mind shallow gutter?
For this is your empire, this is your intrigue Here you own them all, here you seal the deed
Contaminated from the spree of self salvation To keep the fever flowing in the veins Prominently manipulating heaven and hell Does your sophistically discreet interlude Maintain stories not to be revealed?
In your search for redemption Greed and lies become the savior Through the lecherous eyes disgust withstand For are not these the windows to your soul?
Fatherly fornication of sweat lips in dismay Repeatedly unlocking the vaults to the holocaust The dormant prodigy seeks it's reason for rebirth But it will never, never gain the strength
A surrender in superficial scorn The rape of an ever unborn Seeds have been planted in the name of the son Until this day, ungodliness is yet to be gone
Sacramental suicide amidst the flow of virgin vine The only way to comfort the defeat
Regrets can no longer find it's ways Streams of innocent bitter tears flowing down the drain Mirrored in the haze of a partaker's eyes
Satan My Master (Bathory cover)
Satan My Master I slit my wrists to drain me of my blood Satan My Master Up side down I turn the cross of God
Satan My Master Recieve this sacrifice this blood of mine Satan My Master I cut into my rotten flesh your signs
Satan My Master Remember me when judgement day is near Satan My Master Take my hand when Armageddon is here |
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Просмотров: 922 автор: Sorg
16 января 2009 |
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