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Sklep
02:23
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Poisonous Heart
04:54
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Like a violent, candent thorn
Evil burns through the insides
Tearing down the fleshy walls
Walls that held it in its cage
Spiteful one is crawling on
Filling every part with pain
A malicious worm of scorn
Capturing a hectic brain
In rayless darkness
In desolation
The inhabitant
Of an ill-willed mind
All that is poisonous and dark has built its nest in my heart
There where it has made its home
The inner chamber down below
Ill, malformed, an ugly head
Rises from that hellish hole
It is conquering the flesh
Claiming everything in sight
It is feasting from within
It is living in my heart
The greedy worm
is never satisfied
The ever-burning one
He is one to dare
He is here to thrive
In the ruined heart
All that is poisonous and dark has built its nest in my heart
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Vaza Mortii
04:36
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A sickening and putrid smell
Fuming poison in the air
Flowing from a mournful vase
Of death
In a last and final phase
Putrefaction slowly melts
From the bottom of the vase
Of flesh
When the vessel is closed
A soul is within
And a funeral ghost is yearning
With the silence of vows
Lay upon hallow stones
A pyre to consecrate the mourning
Vaza Mortii
Shadows by the river shore
Distant fires dimly glow
Offer what you have to pay -
Your flesh
After feeding avid flame
Only ashes will remain
On the bottom of the vase
Of death
When the vessel is closed
A soul is within
And a funeral ghost is yearning
With the silence of vows
Lay upon hallow stones
A pyre to consecrate the mourning
Vaza Mortii
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Chalice of Slumber
05:25
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Forgotten it cannot be
A vision of a deathly face
Enchanting yet frightening
It’s glowing with halo of fate
An echo of a hollow moan
Is coming from behind this mask
A lamb stares in overawe
Redemption to come at last
Drink from the chalice of slumber
Invite the final disease
Kiss rotten teeth of the reaper
Let transmutation begin
Begotten in mortuary
Was marked with the Letum seal
To ripen in misery
To go through the last ordeal
A fountain of endless death
Is giving its fatal drink
The face is but a veil
That’s hiding the son of night
Drink from the chalice of slumber
Invite the final disease
Kiss rotten teeth of the reaper
Let transmutation begin
The stiffness of lifeless limbs
The mouth is full of flies
These wounds will never bleed
These eyes will never cry
Drink from the chalice of slumber
Invite the final disease
Kiss rotten teeth of the reaper
Let transmutation begin
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The freezing wind is howling like a ghoul
As seething clouds are hiding a demented moon
So far away from a beholder’s eye
The whiteness of the snow has gotten torn with blood
Down the path of the damned, no return
Let the woods to conceal what I’ve done
In a funeral ground, hard and cold
Memory is held within those bleached bones
A restless blade is dying without blood
Abhorrent nightmares are nesting at that dismal site
Where everything shall rot and sink in soil
A random traveler would find you and recoil
Down the path of the damned, no return
Let the woods to conceal what I’ve done
In a funeral ground, hard and cold
Memory is held within those bleached bones
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6. |
A Stroll of the Cadaver
04:39
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Wearisome malevolence
Blasphemy and disgust
Repugnant days and gentle nights
Of the past the scent is still remnant
One hundred years without the sun
A malice undying
The shadow scuds through empty tombs
A stroll of the cadaver
A withered wreath
An unread line
An epitaph adorns the stone
The brook of time
Has dried up
For all of those who lay below
A cenotaph, an empty urn
Ashes glow in silence
A tomb transi, a winter sky
This is where all became nothing
One hundred years without the sun
A malice undying
The shadow scuds through empty tombs
A stroll of the cadaver
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Enraptured by Demise
05:46
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Like a pendulum pounding inside
The clock of doom counts every breath
A snake is lurking in the deepest night
The hidden one, the inner hand of death
A fruit of sickness swells inside of me
My brain is fraught with bile of decay
The tempted snake tastes the misery
It spurted forth to make its bloody way
The thirsty one crawls into the flesh
It’s sharp and cold, one can feel its stir
As blind as hate the iron snake invades
The hand of Death operates through me
Desecration spreads incense of delight
Bewildering with a forbidden view
A daring spit upon the very life
Blasphemic malice has egged me on this do
Most sweet it is to witness a demise
Of the abundant life proud of its shape
The sharp forked tongue is licking smoking blood
Intoxicating enrapture of the fate
The thirsty one crawls into the flesh
It’s sharp and cold, one can feel its stir
As blind as hate the iron snake invades
The hand of Death operates through me
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