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Confutatis maledictis
01:24
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Acrimonious ( Of rage and sorrow)
Stranded in a sea of desolation
drowning deep in dark waters of self-loathing
Pray for the devil to wake me up from this nightmare
Asked for forgiveness, asked for relief
Showed my open scars,
showed my repent
But woke up into the darkest hell
of a meaningless existence
I can not say I’m helpless
nor that I don’t need help
but I’m better off here dying
dying inside my shell
While horrors crawl towards my inner peace
Everything vanishes in a haze of pain that blinds my reason
I woke to the pain of a new existence
in a dank womb of darkness and decay
I woke to the pain of a new existence
in a dank womb of darkness and decay
Of rage and sorrow,
no providence for this soul
I was born in the debauched soil
nefarious outcast from below
Some say I’m crazy
some say I might be dead
some see me as the somber spawn
lurking beneath their realm.
Of rage and sorrow,
no providence for this soul
I was born in the debauched soil
nefarious outcast from below
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Unfading Glory
04:16
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“Oh gloria inmarcesible!
Oh júbilo inmortal!
en surcos de dolores
el MAL germina ya”
Oh Motherland, for thou we cry
dipped in batter with swarms of bastards
that can’t get enough from you.
Oh fool’s land, our kind is damned
the furrows of pain never sprouted right
and the horrible night still prevails
The horrible night still prevails
The atrocious night forever reigns!
there is no humanity, still in chains we are
strings are woven by a corrupted desire
supported and blessed by a loathsome and merciful faith
Oh unfading Glory, may you never wither
oh immortal joy, we still crave for you
Oh unfading Glory, may you never brake
oh immortal joy, we will mourn for you
(Guitar Solo: L. Cuartas)
Oh unfading glory
how long are you going to last for
The blood of our heroes
no longer running through our veins
sovereignty is no more
and Those who suffer
have blessed their own torment
Oh Motherland, for thou we cry
dipped in batter with swarms of bastards
that can’t get enough from you.
Oh fool’s land, our kind is damned
the furrows of pain never sprouted right
and the horrible night still prevails.
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The crone
05:14
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Decrepit and eerie her shell was sculpted
by hundreds of seasons and thousands of days
only she knows, I’m sure that she does.
for not in vain all beauty withers
In the dark, she sits, with that piercing stare
eyes like brinicles reaching unto my soul
unmovable, by the ages of torment and comforts
in patience, dark wisdom came forth
No longer a fragile delicacy in peril
instead, a brooding watcher of another world
death is all that is left
death, she sings, a somber lullaby
no longer a damsel in distress
Mother to all darkness
death, she sings, a somber Elegy
With her arcane sight, she sees beyond mortality
so far away from our biased morality
her skeletal hand reaching the other side
the gloomy place where we’ll be dead, departed.
Death is all that is left
death, she sings, a somber lullaby
Obsolete, the enchantress shed her skin
people fear what they can't understand
uncanny anxiety bends their weak will
so she made of that terror her eternal ally
Unmovable by the ages of torment and comforts
in patience, dark wisdom came forth.
No longer a fragile delicacy in peril
instead, a brooding watcher of another world
death is all that is left
death, she sings, a somber lullaby
no longer a damsel in distress
Mother to all darkness
death, she sings, a somber Elegy
Death is all that is left
death, she sings, a somber Lullaby
death is all that is left
death, she sings a deathly elegy.
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Sic semper tyrannis
05:02
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Woe to the conquered, for ours is the fury
your lifeless life, for deathless rest
Revenant in misery thou art
The face of despair is on you
it is not treachery; it is rebellion
The edge of our will is screaming in rage,
repression is No more
the edge of our will is screaming in rage,
repression is No more
Down with the tyrant
for one must lead from the front
live by example
and die with honor
Hypocrite! you’re going down
in cesspools of blood, you’ll Drown
Death to the tyrant
we grew tired of your crassness
now ours is the fury
in cesspools of blood, you’ll Drown
Sic Semper Tyrannis
Repression no more
Furore nostrum Est
Sumisión No more
(Guitar Solo: Sokar)
Terrified lambs praying
to a false heavenly god
asking for forgiveness begging for some love
overflowing their altars with gold
While rivers of tears are spilled
into an infernal ocean of guilt
SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS!
SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS!
SIC SEMPER TYRANNIS!
Sic Semper Tyrannis
Repression no more
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Dawn of Forlorn
03:38
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One day after another
waiting for the sun to rise
Beacon of light and hope
Burning it all everlasting
Unaware of this consuming star
we go on through the day
Elements, all we are
parts of this mechanical existence.
holding on tight to this world gone astray
waiting for another forlorn dawn again
Some go frantic optimistic
like ants with an illusory dream
others are quite appeased
enshrouded in their own nihilistic self
making rituals out of their routines
assembling their ethereal cage
Prisoners, all we are
slaves of this meaningless existence.
holding on tight to this world gone astray
waiting for another forlorn dawn
holding on tight to this world gone astray
waiting for another dawn again
One day after another
waiting for the sun to rise
Beacon of light and hope
Burning it all everlasting
So I think, and I do, I craft and display
to none I reached, and no one cared
holding on tight to this world gone astray
waiting for another dawn again
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Surplus killing
02:22
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Chaos, legions bending their knee for the tyrant’s glory
Corruption, a terminal disease of the alienated herd
Hopelessness, the only thing that’s real in this horrid story
Annihilation, apex predator on a killing spree
Never-Ending infamy of deceit and disease
Allegiance to the dark path seems like the only way
Afraid of my own thoughts, there seem to be no escape
I’m trapped behind a mask and lying in regret
Surplus killing - Remorse is for the dead
Feeling alienated like a hating machine
Surplus killing - Rage infecting my brain
Psychopathic revenge, unleashing all my sins
The more I wash my hands, the more they remain stained.
Killing myself again, only to be reborn in hell
I’ve accepted dysfunction as my default behavior
So many years running in circles, but I was my own savior
Legions of scarecrows marching to the slaughterhouse
I will shorten their path; be sure, no one survives.
Chaos, legions bending their knees for the tyrant’s glory
Corruption, a terminal disease of the alienated herd
Hopelessness, the only thing that’s real in this horrid story
Annihilation, apex predator on a killing spree
Surplus killing - releasing my frustration
Executing useless ghouls with no consideration
Surplus killing - the evilest incarnation
Maniac to the bone, no chance of resurrection
I will shorten their path; be sure, no one survives.
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Revenant
04:20
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Sitting in a throne of scum
my sight, deep into darkest skies
Echoes from the fallen ones, digging deep into my mind
Gliding through the awe of the night
silent voices bringing lost memories back
slowly dying through the awe of the night
I'll stay away; I'll jump into darkness
embracing the madness, in the end, I'll be fine
I'll stay away; I'd befriend the demons
they'll get me through seasons of downfalls and despair
A Transgressor or a sage?
so far so hard to tell
I walk among the dead
wearing a mask of ice and stone
I spread my wings to fly beyond their graves
My sanity defiled, feeling rotten to the bone
slowly dying
through the awe of the night
I spread my wings
to fly beyond their graves
Waiting for my maker to be reborn once more
On this forsaken wasteland, I'll thrive until I'm whole again
A stranger to their delusions, I roam in parallel spiritual realms
I want to be outside myself, to reach the darkest shore
I'll stay away; I'll jump into darkness
embracing the madness, in the end, I'll be fine
I'll stay away; I'd befriend the demons
they'll get me through seasons of downfalls and despair
A Transgressor or a sage?
so far so hard to tell
I walk among the dead
wearing a mask of ice and stone
I spread my wings to fly beyond their graves
My sanity defiled, feeling rotten to the bone
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The coveted end
03:07
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Eons have passed believing and pretending
Aiming to the stars, praising false idols
Insatiable thirst feeding on our hatred
Now all falls down, no wonder you're so suicidal
Thick clouds impregnated with the scent of hopelessness
As lambs, we run towards impending doom
Sacrificed for the glory of the hidden god
Choking on the seed of its own evil fruit
Now that god has failed
only ash remains
now you’ll face the end
Descent!, we're marching straight ahead
to the end of our path
Demise!, Horizon is no more
Supreme beings on the verge of collapse
Suicide!, so full of ourselves
The evilest strain, withering all in its way
Revenge!, The nightmare has begun
jump into the void and embrace the coveted end
The ego has surpassed this cage of flesh
we have transcended nothing!
further and further we push the limits
of this finite existence
Consuming, devouring, defiling
enraptured in this ever-going feast.
Autophagous plague
deluded by self-realization and grandeur
Descent!, to the end of our path
Demise!, we are on the verge of collapse
Suicide!, embrace the coveted end
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The unfettered mind
04:46
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Delusion is the affliction of abiding in ignorance
the unfettered mind won’t stop at anything
You call it enlightenment
the ultimate state of mind
you are just barely alive
wearing a mask behind a mask
Delusion is the affliction of abiding in ignorance
the unfettered mind reach the immovable wisdom
you think your mind is calm
it is the calm before the storm
embrace the thunder
may the coldest floods invade your soul
Embrace your internal storm
bear the weight of broken bones
endure the path of broken glass
drain your heart filled with wretchedness
it is time now to become one
your dark shadow will keep you whole
an imminent strike is coming
seize the moment, and you are dead
The mind without mind knows no victory
the selfless sight knows no defeat
For he who has not found his path
wisdom won’t come forth
and for he who thinks to know it all
wisdom eludes his will
Embrace the abyss, do not fear the vast emptiness
may this transient dwell never stop your mind
expand the mind, let it flow unbiased, towards the place where it resides
put it nowhere, and it will be everywhere
Your delusion is the affliction of abiding in obfuscation
you think you are worth and whole, yet you crawl for affection
You call it enlightenment
the ultimate state of mind
you are just barely alive
wearing a mask behind a mask
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