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Bringing hate and desolation
after years of self-destruction
arrived in discomposed flesh
shouting words of Baphomet
I swam the unholy water
in the burned hell lake
to bring you apocalyptic visions
in encrypted words
Deadly clouds in a bloody sky
are looming over your heads
they pour acid rain
melting you in pain
Four horsemen ride the wind
covering all in sulfur smell
suffocating your lungs
bloody tears in your eyes
Flying crows in a circle
over the antichrist throne
croaking unholy songs
crazing the mankind
Clumsy corpses walk around
thinking they will rule the world
they’ll feed the pit beasts
so it’s written
I rejoice in your suffer
watching your dismembered bodies
as long as I could enjoy
under this funeral sky
I’m back in misanthropic darkness...
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I light the red candle
with the forbidden match
and the smell of sulfur
penetrates my soul
I recite the spell
to summon the demons
and their shadows dance
in the light of the candle
The power appears
from my dark heart
My vision gets cloudy
and I receive the wisdom
I shout the spell
in forgotten words
With the impious dagger
I cut myself in the hand
and it starts to sprout
contaminated blood
With oneiric visions
of an uncertain becoming
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Welcome To Hell
01:55
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Ah, the eternal refrain of humanity. Pleading ignorance, begging for mercy. "Please, help me. I don't understand." This is the life you chose. All the people you hurt, all the appetite you indulge… You have destroyed your own innocence. Allowed your flesh to consume your spirit… Welcome to hell…
From the deep of my guts
I vomit these words
to summon the fire rain
to destroy the mankind
I lift my voice
to the forces above:
“Smash this silly way of life
they don’t deserve their lives”
Destroy their souls
Welcome to hell!
Melt their bodies
Welcome to hell!
Make them cry in pain
Welcome to hell!
Erase their existence
Welcome to hell!
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Balada del Mal Presagio
04:19
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Del profundo pozo
del agua de la tristeza
donde manan las heridas
que aún están por cerrar
La niebla de sentimientos
que encoge el corazón
aprieta tu alma en su puño
robándote la luz
De los oscuros posos de té
que dibujan presagios
una tenebrosa marca
indica el porvenir
al paso del gato negro
de silueta de oscura sombra
las marchitas hojas otoñales
se suicidan al caer
Y arde el fuego en tus ojos
hierve la sangre y rompe tus venas
girones de piel se desprenden
y tu alma flota en el pulcro éter
Y ante el misterio de vida o muerte
tu conciencia se expande
abandonando tu existencia
hacia un oscuro lugar
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6. |
The Forgotten Path
03:51
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Between the Woods
on a dusty old path
the track meanders
towards the graveyard
There you feel the gaze
of the lost souls
that didn’t find
a way to salvation
Under the fullmoon
your silhouette is cut out
with the cold luminescence
from its pale light
And you feel the curse
that falls in this place
the night shivers you
you are a lost soul too
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In the rotted wood
where my bones rest
filled with the smell
of putrid flesh
I raise my voice
with a funeral spell
On my throne of thorns
I summon the undead
apocalyptic legions
of Agares
raised to bring
The souls forlorn
In my niche
where I am trapped
hearing in my head
the last praises
to a fallen god
forgotten in time
On my poisonous throne
I summon the undead
apocalyptic legions
of Agares
raised to bring
the unholy groan
In the pantheon
where my spirit will wander
I feel the vibrations
of my impious presence
unleashing evil
that lives in my soul
On my throne of blood
I summon the undead
apocalyptic legions
of Agares
raised to bring
the bells of thud
In this cemetery
that will see the souls rise
with shuddering screams
brought from hell
summoned at night
of the blood moon
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The fullmoon rises
behind dark clouds
as a pale fire
in this funeral night
The candles on the altar
light in dancing shadows
the virgin body
that is going to die
Prepared for the ritual
As I cut the skin
the blood gushes
filling slowly
my unholy grail
Thunder and lightnings
are roaring outside
when I gave the offering
to lord Lucifer
The silver pentagram
hanging in the wall
is shinning like fire
behind the fog
When the female corpse
stops groaning
I get ready
to drink the chalice
And the blood runs down my throat
I recovered the form
The lust for blood
As I came in odd old pomp
Like fire I consume
Your dismembered soul
Morning star at noon
Dark cloud covering moon
Wolves gathering in the room
Pestilence and gloom
I release my hatred in your womb
My semen in the tomb
I just finished my supreme ritual
Genocide
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Filas de negro cirios
sobre dorados candeleros
anuncian la llegada
de esta siniestra procesión
La letanía de blasfemias
que los acólitos murmuran
bajo túnicas color gris
colman el ambiente
El humo procedente de los incensarios
crean la fúnebre atmósfera
con olor a podredumbre
polvo y humedad
Sobre el trono de ébano
a lomos de un caballo alado
la figura de Abigor
observa sin piedad
La lanza del duque
señala a los infieles
que hay que masacrar
para obtener su favor
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