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Chaoslord
07:46
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Sun – The bringer of warmth
Only ashes left behind
For it turned out that god was never right
And you knew it all along!
New beginning – I can see it through my bleeding eyes
It’s so clear I was never right
But who’s left to blame?
You turned away left me behind with those signs
Now outside is looking at the inside
A new chapter for our lives begin
Everything but blood, my god dies
Too much agony to regret those lies
Ref: I ‘am the disease
Your believe to decrease
I ‘am the hate
To stop your fate
Rise of the Chaoslord
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God's dernière
05:02
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As everyone is calling
And wounded they’re crawling
The dead shows his nasty smile
In mind a plan that’s vile
And shovel by shovel I bury your body
With frozen hands I keep your soul
You stare back from your grave
Once you where brave
And shovel by shovel I bury your body
With frozen hands I keep your soul
You stare back from your grave
Once you where brave
Millions creatures mourning, howling
The tunnel of laments starts sounding
Fearing a pitch black sky
The dernière of god, you shall die
The Mourning creatures howling
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No harvest
04:10
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The many we was, strong and united
Ours is the moral, ours is the god given
Founders of the lush garden
Stuck in the desert, the few we are
My vision of the Apocalypse
Forms my fundamentals for you
My belief, my rules, my will, shall be yours
You shall give everything for us
Don’t look from the outside
Feel just right at the inside
Just choose to be part of my side
Our believe makes feel you bright
This is your last dance
Whatever you know, no last chance
Whatever you say, all that count is
Written down, no reproduction
I’ll offer you eternal life
As soon as my principles are blind
Feel sorry feel poor
And then on your knees devour
Don’t look from the outside
Feel just right at the inside
Just choose to be part of my side
Our believe makes feel you bright
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Rise of the Hypocrite
07:14
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No one gets me down
I’ll kill you for the Crown
You never get me alive
Another war, into I’ll dive
Hypocrite I’ll throw you off the Bridge
I got my strength from the 666
Revolution is my soulless path
My fist rises for the aftermath
And all the blood on my hands
Time will wash it down the lands
I killed all the slaves
Buried them with brave
All my hate, killed your fate
I marched throu you gate
Breakin’ your domination
Bringin’ collective exhumation
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Hey Father tell me why
Hey Mother tell me how
What the hell shall I do?
What the hell shall I believe?
Daemon of seduction show me a way
A seed to the desert, a sibling, a tribe
My sweet enemy tell my how!
Your seeds in desert ground
Hypocrisy, Hypocrisy where ever I see
Lies, Lies my soul dies
Dies dies dies
No one asking who I wanna be!
Your believes injects me more lies!
Lies! Lies! Lies!
No way around it – Face the fact
Make the dead reproductive
One bit of me, one spell from you
Unleash the monster from its cage
Dies, dies, dies
Lies! Lies! Lies!
Lead….
Let’s grow a new tribe of worshipping blinds
Children of our own special deal
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As I won’t life on my knees
There’s a time to pay my fees
I’ll choose death before dishonor
I’ll put anything aside
Everything I have, in your hand
You’re the owner of my land
In desperation I choose my gods
And I’ll reach for the crown
The day I enter your throne
You’re already hide in your tomb
So I send the shovelhanded slaves
Open up your holy graves
You’re corpse will be beheaded
You’re head my flag, I’ll rise!
I simply stepped aside
But you never - gave attention
One day I’ll accept what I’ve done
Killed all of you for the glory of my god
And then, when I die
The whole world will pass me by
As I won’t life on my knees
There’s a time to pay my fees
I’ll choose death before dishonor
I’ll put anything aside
Everything I have, in your hand
You’re the owner of my land
In desperation I choose my gods
And I’ll reach for the crown
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7. |
Danse des scarabrées
06:52
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(Instrumental)
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Throne of Clay
07:32
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On my throne of clay
I‘m the one who serves the Dust
As blind I am and dead
I lead the desolated to their fate
Out of the dried-up stream my troops crawl
Shifting a bowl of corpses toward your castle
The millions they are endless they rise
To cover your land and extinguish the breathing
And the plagues will follow
And the desert will grow
For the dead feasting its triumph
All hail for the throne of clay
Out of the dried-up stream my troops crawl
Shifting a bowl of corpses toward your castle
The millions they are endless they rise
To cover your land and extinguish the breathing
Follow us to your Hell
Lead by the throne of clay
A sudden voice calls the end
For the throne of clay
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