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Damnation
00:29
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Dress Code: Blood
03:03
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Dress Code: Blood
We come by dawn
The last of days
When we are gone
All is erased
Darkening your coasts of gold
Sails of black, souls of coal
By fear embraced, the end unfolds
Pray for oblivion to take hold
No one can save you
Hero nor god
We’re here to enslave you
We come in dress code: blood
Bathe in blood, thick as oil
We take your life as our spoil
Our sins cannot be assoiled
Damnation, the endless coil
No one can save you
Hero nor god
We’re here to enslave you
We come in dress code: blood
Our flag ill-famed
On your headstone
We write our name
In the ashes of your bones
Hear the wind through the charnel house
By its rhythms we are aroused
See us now, in blood doused
Sell your soul, be our Faust
All that is, must be bled
Till the land is barren and dead
Our destiny is to be fed
By every kingdom that lies ahead
No one can save you
Hero nor god
We’re here to enslave you
We come in dress code: blood
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3. |
Onwards To Hell
05:33
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Onwards To Hell
We sinners refuse salvation
From the cradle of life
Already fueled by thirst and hunger
For more and more we must strife
Even if it tears our souls asunder
War - our depraved art
Greed – that rips our soul apart
Lust - our deranged muse
With only eternity to lose
Pride - the supreme creed
The weak – on them we feed
Hell – triggered by our own hand
Now marvel, as gold turns into sand
From the cradle of life
Already fueled by thirst and hunger
For more and more we must strife
Even if it tears our souls asunder
We sinners refuse salvation
Now erased by time, gone astray
Creation and destruction are one
The sun heralds a new day
Our burning world lights the way
Orphans of the future, now pray
The void silently stares back
Onwards to hell
There is no way back
Nobody to witness the new dawn
From the cradle of life
Already fueled by thirst and hunger
For more and more we must strife
Even if it tears our souls asunder
Onwards to hell
Are you with us?
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4. |
A Swarm Of Illusions
02:25
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Like a moth is drawn to the flame
Beyond reason, beyond shame
Fallen prey to my demon’s guile
The moon, as it grows and wanes
Dictates the pulses in my veins
Leads me, my soul to defile
A swarm of illusions
into the hive
A swarm of confusion
blackens the sky
Now in the eye of the storm
Driven by promises unborn
I dread the pain of salvation
For I know in daylight
These fancies my mind affright
So leave me in my desperation
A swarm of illusions
into the hive
A swarm of confusion
blackens the sky
Fingers grope
But cannot find
Let me turn blind
Now in eye the of the storm
Driven by promises unborn
Eyes that stare
Seeing blind
Lies or prayer
Empty words I find
Empty words I find
Empty words I find
A swarm of illusions
A swarm of illusions
Into the hive
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5. |
All Out War
03:59
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ALL OUT WAR
March two three four
March two three four
March two three four
March two three four
My troops are marching in
Rows and rows of discontent
Strength through unity and unity through fear?
We are not religious men, but forced down on our knees
A lie to keep us praying, a lie to make us bow
In a heart of smoldering coal, there’s nothing left to burn
My own damnation
within their walls
My own salvation
Naked we are not, but draped in failure and greed
We don’t worship the emperor, but the emperor’s disease
A lie to keep us praying, sermon on life and death
Our necks in a salving noose is the only thing we feel
My own damnation
within their walls
My own salvation
My own damnation
Thy kingdom falls
Salvation - recruitment has begun
My own damnation
within their walls
My own damnation
Recruitment has begun
All out war
All out war – like a plague we stalk the land
All out war – blessed are the wicked, led by my hand
All out war – funeral pyres light the way
All out war – to Utopia in ashes gray
All out war – into the fray, we live to conquer
All out war – paid in blood, we grow stronger
All out war – night, take us under your wings
All out war – for the dawn again will bring
All out war – for the dawn again will bring
All out war
War
War
War
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6. |
Eve
02:40
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7. |
Aurora
05:42
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Aurora
Lost the sense of what is real, I am a child on its knees
Something nameless in the dark, lurking, a gruesome disease
Aurora – sleep
Aurora
How can death be calling me? Even I don’t know my own name!
The mourning sun is all I see, burning my everlasting flame
Aurora – sleep
Aurora
Am I alive or am I still dead
Painless salvation or constant regret
The calling of angels or a perverted sun
If only I knew that my nightmare had just begun
I’m drawing a pentagram with a dagger red of heat
Suffering from the burns on my skin, raging, and the veins beneath
Aurora – sleep
Aurora
Am I alive or am I still dead
Painless salvation or constant regret
The calling of angels or a perverted sun
If only I knew that my nightmare had just begun
A fire inside, burning
A broken mask so grim
Entities, dominating when evil creeps in
The flames always yearning
His pandemonium calls
The flesh suffocating when darkness falls
Every truth, every death
From dusk, the waking hours
Every lie, every breath
Till dawn, it gently devours
It gently devours
Aurora
Aurora - sleep
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8. |
Bring Me Her Head
03:18
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Bring Me Her Head
Demon bride, demon bride
There is no angel, there is no hell hound
That will keep your body in the ground
Sorrow and sadness, mourning and madness
Inspire to necromancy
Engraved on her stone, the spells that I moan
I have woken… what walks with the night
Disciples - ascent from beyond hell
Disciples – bring me her head
Forged in the fire of night time desire
You’ve summoned the dark side in me
Rise from the ashes of a funeral pyre
I have woken … what is shunned by the light
Disciples – my lust must be fed
Disciples – bring me her head
Raving and chanting I claw the earth
Praying and ranting for a second birth
For a second birth
Demon bride, demon bride
Disciples - I send thee on a quest
Demon bride, demon bride
Disciples – do what you do best
Demon bride, demon bride
Disciples – my lust must be fed
Demon bride, demon bride
Bring me her head
Demon bride, demon bride
Disciples, I send thee on a quest
Demon bride, demon bride
Disciples, disciples
Demon bride, demon bride
Do what you do best
Demon bride, demon bride
Bring me her head
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9. |
Virgin Whore
04:34
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Virgin Whore
Where the strong become weak
Where the rich become poor
Where the proud become meek
And the virgin turns to whore
Salvation lies in smoke exhaled
Veins pump toxin, it never fails
The temple fallen, the body turned shrine
Every prayer, a torture divine
Golden liquor, silver spoon
Whatever the poison, guide me to my swoon
Comes the night, I master the art
To gently cut out my own heart
Welcome to hell, I call it home
Here I reign, here is my throne
Golden liquor, silver spoon
Whatever the poison, guide me to my swoon
Where the strong become weak
Where the rich become poor
Where the proud become meek
And the virgin turns to whore
Whatever the poison …
Whatever the poison …
Sobriety is heresy
Now my flesh, this pale cathedral of lust
Stares back from the mirror - broken on the wall
Is this stranger all that’s left of what once was?
Why have I summoned my own downfall?
Now my eyes, the mirrors of a soul forlorn
Witness how I again fuel my purgatory
Golden liquor, silver spoon
Whatever the poison, guide me to my swoon
The ultimate self-predatory
Warfare
Warfare
Where the strong become weak
Where the rich become poor
Where the proud become meek
And the virgin turns to whore
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10. |
The Widow Black
04:41
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The Widow Black
Under the light red like wine
See her glare, with eyes lupine
Fur and claws, a sight divine
A pheromone machine, aimed at the spine
With eyes lupine
Submission, her subtle art
From free will, you must part
Whispering in tongues of yore
Of spells and forgotten lore
She commands, I implore
Crawling, creeping on all fours
Submission, her subtle art
From free will, you must part
Bewitched by the scorpion on my lips
The face that launched a thousand ships
Howl my name and shudder
Even the darkness has its wonders
Off she wanders, the widow black
The widow black
Behold the queen, behold the concubine
The cathedral where lust lies… lies enshrined
Let the night be lit my apocalypse
Bewitched by the scorpion on my lips
The face that launched a thousand ships
Howl my name and shudder
Even the darkness has its wonders
Off she wanders, the widow black
The widow black
The widow black
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Mordkaul Belgium
A dark and evil mood, an infernal drive, and incendiary vocals on top is how MORDKAUL likes to forge their killer songs.
Mordkaul recommends:
Belgian death metal at its finest!
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