1. |
Closer Than Flesh
03:55
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Fusion of minds is a disturbing sacrament.
This act is more intimate than the petty unity of flesh.
No one knows what awaits in the depths of another’s soul.
Depth
What await
Inside soul.
Just one touch is an invitation to obsession.
Dark corrupted souls are full of mental contagion.
Sadness is the fate of lost minds
Which joined with the vile filth of unfamiliar desperation.
Through desires leading to a hell.
Depravity is becoming mother's milk.
For many years soul will rot
In a coffin of flesh and bones
Until it has failed strangled and dead.
Until it has failed strangled and dead.
For many years soul will rot.
Until it has failed strangled and dead.
Until it has failed strangled and dead.
Just one touch is an invitation to obsession.
Dark corrupted souls are full of mental contagion.
Sadness is the fate of lost minds
Which joined with the vile filth of unfamiliar desperation.
Through desires leading to a hell.
Depravity is becoming mother's milk.
For many years soul will rot
In a coffin of flesh and bones.
Corruption devours like a poisonous acid
Transforming with painful pleasures.
Matter pulsates and crashes
Praying to be cleansed
From the sin of life.
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2. |
Night of Eden
03:57
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Every…
Every path ends!
Between heaven and hell
The abyss will be full of death.
Every path ends
At the edge of the grave.
Go and execute
Covenant of the dead
In the night of Eden
To the face of death.
You know the laws
Of the underworld –
Graves are sealed
But it's not forever.
You know the laws of the underworld!
Your dreams will die with you!
Go into the silence of tombs
In the night of Eden,
Go into the silence of tombs
To the face of…
To the face of death.
No one will leave from here
Will leave from here alive.
This is dead land
And place for the dead.
Only dead stench,
There is no place for life
With the incoercible power of decay.
You know the laws of the underworld –
The dead does not sleep in this lands.
You know the laws of the underworld!
Your dreams will die…
...with you!
There was nothing alive in Eden that night.
Every path ends!
Go into the silence of tombs
In the night of Eden,
Go into the silence of tombs
To the face of…
…death!
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3. |
Those Who Rot The Souls
04:30
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The only one star odiously throbs in forgotten abyss
Drinking the bile of whores in the loneliness,
Feeding greedy insatiable satellites
With torn out vicious hearts.
In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony
There is someone writhing in paroxysm of disgust.
In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony
There is someone writhing in paroxysm of disgust.
In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony
To the blind shuffling and shrieking flutes sound.
Through the gates they leaked from the stars
Like cosmic pus.
The eerie impossible pantheon froze
Staring at the swarming life.
Through the gates
They leaked
From the stars
Like cosmic pus.
Those who were born by inhuman womb
Planning sins and enjoying desolation.
They walk the earth, creating life forms
Life forms for satiation.
Squelching in a bloody swamp
And leaving cracked bones
As predicting the future of
The future of our dying race.
Dying… Race…
Those who were born by inhuman womb
Planning sins and enjoying desolation.
They walk the earth
Creating life forms for satiation.
Through the gates
They leaked from the stars
Like cosmic pus.
Through the gates
They leaked from the stars
Like cosmic pus.
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4. |
The God of Grave
05:05
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Think thousand times before to choose this path.
The one who rules in death,
Knows no mercy to all bursting his realm.
No matter dead or alive!
You destiny will become
Warning for ones who walk to the beyond.
Who dwells in a grave after a spirit has left?
Who will meet you beyond the gates of bones?
What will you see on your way
To the dismal morbid oblivion?
Who dwells in the grave?
Who will meet you beyond?
He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals,
Does not accept sacrifice.
He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals,
Does not accept…
…Sacrifices.
He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals,
Does not accept sacrifice.
He watches but not see
And his mouth is sealed.
Unnamed nightmare!
Who dares to call his name?
The one who brings malignant insensate
Senseless destruction.
Stars rusted in blood like pearls to the filth.
To the filth.
He knows how to turn over the river of life.
Sorcery of death, carrion’s witchcraft.
Dark reanimation of the dead.
Despair of existence.
After his necromancy you can become
The great or mad or both of them.
Who dwells in a grave after a spirit has left?
Who will meet you beyond the gates of bones?
What will you see on your way
To the dismal morbid oblivion?
Who dwells in the grave?
Who will meet you beyond?
He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals,
Does not accept sacrifice.
He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals,
Does not accept…
…Sacrifices.
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5. |
Terra Mortuus Est
03:53
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Sacrifice…
Sacrifice for…
Every second – new death comes.
Every moment – escape from life.
Every instant – new downfall.
Sacrifice for…
Tap of my hateful heart
Is a tap at the gates of righteousness.
Open the gates and take the gifts!
Sacrifice for…
Every second – new death comes.
Every moment – escape from life.
Every instant – new downfall.
Sacrifice for…
I have dreams,
So beautiful visions of disasters and pain,
Of piercing horror, sufferings and agony.
Sacrifice…
Sacrifice for…
Sacrifice…
Every heart will be bleed,
Every sense will bring the suffering.
Each eye will see only horror,
Each soul will be reaped.
Every heart…
Every sense…
Each eye…
Each soul…
Every second…
Every moment…
Every instant…
Sacrifice for death!
Death!
Death!
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6. |
Kings of The Underground
03:15
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We will know
When they arrive
Because they are
Monsters!
Whose offerings are filthy?
Whose thoughts are humble?
Monster - inside.
Monster - outside.
Dead kings - kings of the underground.
Dead kings - spread words of those who dead.
Dead kings - kings of the underground.
Dead kings - all mortals will drown in red!
They edify unwise and ignorant ones,
They preach heresy and the vice.
Terrible outrage against nature
Which should not be on our side.
They drink blood.
They plod using sufferings to prolong their lives.
Dead kings - kings of the underground.
Dead kings - spread words of those who dead.
They thirst to stuff their wombs by deaths
And drink the souls at the morbid feast.
Our screams are the music,
Our blood is the wine,
Our fears and despair –
Most beloved viands.
They spend centuries of human lives and inhuman sufferings
In forbidden desires and disgusting sins.
Lips of betrayers whisper their names
In the lands where nobody dies fast.
Dead kings - kings of the underground.
Dead kings - spread words of those who dead.
Dead kings - kings of the underground.
Dead kings - all mortals will drown in red.
In red!
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7. |
Deep Down Madness
04:25
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At nights you are haunted by grisly visions,
At daytime you doubt the truths of existence.
In the darkness beyond the sight
There is a place of unfamiliar scenes.
Dark images come to you in your dreams
And say terrible things.
At first they require give to drink them with blood
Then order to do that again and again.
…give to drink them with blood
…to do that again and again.
Just another horror scene.
Just another living nightmare.
Just another journey into madness.
Just another reason not to sleep.
Just another horror…
Just another living…
Just another journey…
Just another reason…
These nightmares are real
And nothing can wake you up.
You cannot escape
From the side
Never… Never… Never…
Never… Never… Never…
Never…
What awaits you on the side of the dream?
Only new horrors.
Only new despair.
Your screams from your past
Are following you.
You cannot talk…
You cannot see…
You cannot forget…
Ocean of pain washes the shores of your mind
But you cannot drown voices in your head with blood.
Terrible evil sick monsters
Do terrible evil sick deeds.
You are sleeping and this is only fancy.
This is just a dream and you'll wake up,
Wake up!
Wake up!
Just another horror seen.
Just another living nightmare.
Just another horror…
Just another living…
Just another reason…
Against my will I screamed and screamed
Until I lost my voice and mind
And everything became dark.
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8. |
No Rest No Peace
04:26
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Once upon the rot.
Everything will perish
In the name of nothing.
Shadows should wander,
Living should decay,
Burned should be scattered.
To the oceans of oblivion ashen river flows -
To the cave full of dark, of dust, of abyss...
There is nothing left here - it's time to go.
To the path of black winds and ruined stone,
To the path of torn veins and white bones,
To the path of fear and dreams, lies and grief.
Our journey is long and unbearable -
Will it ever end?
There will be no rest
Until all blood is shed,
Until all hopes has fallen with skin
Baring shameless naked bones
Which won’t be seen.
Will it ever end?
Until all blood is shed,
Until all hopes has fallen with skin
Baring shameless bones.
Beyond all spheres
In the depths of unknown,
In a desert of sins
We wander around void.
The never-ending torture
Of despair will announce
That the path is passed
And we will turn into decay.
But the bodies of mortals are already dust.
Tell me how can soul turn to dust?
To the oceans of oblivion ashen river flows -
To the cave full of dark, of dust.
Of dark…
Of dust…
Of abyss…
Of…
Of dark…
Of dust…
Of abyss…
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Space is deserted
But not lifeless!
Its sepulchral blackness is an unsuitable place
For the eyes that can see.
His miracles are strange
And frightening and his gifts are terrible.
Those who were when there was nothing,
Those who were before nothing.
Will shake off age-old torpor,
Will rise in all abomination,
Will sit on the empty throne
Of homo-asapience.
Will make nests in the guts
Of the defeated king of nature.
Will make nests in the guts -
Will rise in all abomination.
Their hands are on your throat
But you can't see them.
Do you have the strength
To fight the poison that is worse than death?
Their hands are on your throat
But you can't see them.
Do you have the strength
To resist the will of the stars?
Horror that crawled out the belly of starless night,
Horror that stretching for thousands years,
Horror that is relentless, insatiable, invisible -
The world of light is cursed and enslaved forever.
Listen and obey, mother-borns!
Bow your heads before praised with howl!
Let sate them with your warm blood
Giving the life to their descendants!
Horror that awakened by boiling blood,
Horror that came for death,
Horror that relentless, insatiable, invisible -
The age of fear and fires.
Will make nests in the guts
Of the defeated king of nature.
Will make nests in the guts -
Will rise in all their abomination.
Horror that crawled out the belly of starless night,
Horror that stretching for thousands years,
Horror that is relentless, insatiable, invisible -
The world of light is cursed and enslaved…
…Forever!
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10. |
Neonomicon III
05:02
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From the lands beyond day and night,
From distant realms and forgotten empires,
From the graves where there is no place for the breath of life,
From a source that has no name –
These mysteries are.
The ancient one
Dwells in the dream.
Сreatures that were spawned by nightmare
Whisper about them
And demons grovel around
In humiliating horror.
Not knowing pain and compassion,
Unbounded by morals and flesh,
Blood-stained and sated
They slowly drown in the void.
Human servants drenched in blood
Wriggles and slides in the slime at their feet.
Their grim offerings –
Own hearts filled with dread.
As claws scraping steel,
As a disease eating bones
Their terrible voices whisper in their heads
On the language which is known by only the dead,
The madman and the unborn by the womb of Earth.
From distant realms,
From the grave,
From a source that has no name –
These mysteries are.
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11. |
Land of Million Crosses
06:39
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Through the dark pitch of the embracing pain
My dreams led me through lands I had never known,
Through abodes of horror where no one should tread.
How did I get into this world on the edge of worlds?
The corpse-world – a world full of tortures
Which stuck on the edge of madness
In one-step to the empty abyss.
This land is inhabited by ghosts and fading memories.
In the midst of the abode of horrors
You did not notice your death.
Is it possible for a madman to go mad?
You are praying to be not in this black cold place.
There is nothing, just an endless
Fall…
Oblivion…
Through the valley of the shadow of death…
I will fear no evil.
The tortured land is haunted and poisoned.
In the midst of the abode of horrors,
On the end of the worlds
You did not notice your death.
Spectral voices call
To the festival
Of the burial.
Their speech is full of stench and poison.
In the void of unspeakable hunger they feast
But the viands of dust are tasteless.
There is no other food here, only flesh –
A lavish revelry for scavengers and worms.
Our forefathers sank
Into the silence of death long ago,
In lands where tombs…
Tombstones take roots.
The long-suffering land
Is haunted and frozen in rigor mortis.
In the midst of the abode of horrors,
On the line of no return…
The tortured land is haunted and poisoned.
In the midst of the abode of horrors,
On the end of the worlds
You did not notice your death.
Through the dark pitch of the embracing pain
My dreams led me through lands I had never known,
Through abodes of horror where no one should tread.
How did I get into this world on the edge of worlds?
The corpse-world – a world full of tortures
Which stuck on the edge of madness
In the step to the empty abyss.
Is it possible for a madman to go mad?
You are praying to be not in this black cold place.
There is nothing, just an endless
Fall…
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