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Hatred for the Exalted
05:15
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Keep the false promises of eternal life
It doesn’t entice me in the least
Don’t let your young ones hear my words
Your mindless control might be broken
Cling to your crumbling lies
It’s only a matter of time
Fairy tales threatening eternal death
If we don’t behave the way that we’re told
Rejecting advancement, you hate everything that’s new
Nothing fits in your tiny box so you want to control the world
You would bring about a second dark age to keep your faith pure
Afraid of medicine and afraid of science and so afraid of your invented Satan
Sacrifices made in vain on a gamble
Repeating things again and again never makes them true
You pretend to talk to your creator
And therefore think yourself superior
Such a bizarre superstition
That God creates us for his own worship
How weak an ego he must have
To create a universe just to tell him how great he is
Rejecting advancement, you hate everything that’s new
Nothing fits in your tiny box so you want to control the world
You would bring about a second dark age to keep your faith pure
Afraid of medicine and afraid of science and so afraid of your invented Satan
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Fallen within these four dimensions
Trapped in an onward flowing river of time
My soul bleeds and my mind rushes shallow
Interpersonal separation reminded of before
Born to be the eyes and ears within the structure
Given not previous knowledge
But all of the universe is sound
And there is something deep which still remembers
The ones you lose in life echo the loss
So we invent ourselves meanings hung on cross
All falsehood pretention cannot not describe in words
Illogical temporal disconnection to keep one sane
If you could know, would you
Or would you scream in madness
Such power and knowledge, vast beyond your comprehension
And you’re still stumbling in the dark
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Warlord
03:44
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I built my kingdom on the edge of a sword
My dominion built on fear
I slay my rivals, there is no competition
I spear their heads on spikes, my victory to display
So keep your eyes to the ground
You would not risk to offend me
Know your place underfoot
Crushed beneath my heel
So listen not to the shamans
For what lies in the future
Listen to the words of your master
For who lives and who dies
My only successor is the one who can defeat me
His skill must be greater than mine
I slaughter those who challenge me
I scatter their bones for they shall have no rest
So listen for the war horns
And know this to be true
That if you don’t answer their call
I’ll be coming tonight for you
So listen not to the shamans
For what lies in the future
Listen to the words of your master
For who lives and who dies
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King of the Blood
03:58
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A sin eater in life for he could find no work
And so the eternal burden he took upon himself
There’s only so much evil one man can take
They say it rotted him long before the black
He continued his work long after death
In purgatory he consumed so much malice
The watchers came for him his spirit to enslave
They locked him in a tomb for four hundred years
He was liberated by a Macedonian swine
Come back to have his vengeance, backed by the legion of hell
The king of the blood
The never sleeping haunted
The king of the blood
His revenge is nigh
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The Nature of Torture
05:26
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The straps are bound to keep you tight in place
The gleam of the clean steel before the cutting begins
Blade slips into flesh accented by your screams
Why would I kill you when I can keep you alive
Another bleak day begins for me again
The endless mediocrity week after week
A soulless dawn, another meaningless night
Was there something I pretended that I want
Desperation is the sickest kind of hope
Bound in life to a game you’re born to lose
The only solace you never had
To grow old and feeble and die
The call of possession keeping competition strong
Climb up the ladder on the corpses of your peers
And when you reach that final summit of gain
The stranglehold around your throat will begin to choke
The voices won’t stop calling my name
I’ve got nothing left for them to take
My life before me stretches into eternity
What I so wanted has put me here in hell
Desperation is the sickest kind of hope
Bound in life to a game you’re born to lose
The only solace you never had
To grow old and feeble and die
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Open Eyes, Godless Mind
05:02
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I am the soulless Armageddon you await
I am the self-fulfilling prophecy of hate
For all can see opposing sides continuously at odds
In constant secret warfare at the mandate of your Gods
Blackened hells and wicked demons are all you understand
The impending threat of the ways of reason forcing your hand
It’s too much to think that the heaven you long for does not exist
So you do your best to eliminate opposition with an iron fist
I am the bald faced truth you scream at that you don’t believe
I am the burning books and wise men at the stakes
History lies with the butcheries you have committed
Omitting anything that goes against your vile agenda
A serpent coiled around the world is your greed
Sucking the life from everything in the name of Jesus
The fat and bloated kings sit on fat and bloated thrones
Proclaiming in jolly voices how wonderful is God
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Cold Silence
05:42
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The harsh light of open surroundings
Wind abrasive blowing out of the north
A soul cries out for answers in vain
Answered with cold silence
Told that he should seek God
Told that he should keep his faith
Told that only God has answers
Told that he is unworthy
And they shun him as an apostate in their eyes
Set up for failure before he’d even begun
Cast out for seeking truth, and only given lies
He turns his face away in abject shame
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Blade of the Deceiver
04:08
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A dynasty so beautiful, so glorious to behold
To gaze upon the lands you’d never see the blight
The war raging far beyond the city walls
The whispers in shadows of doubt and worry
Hushed to silence in secrecy
The threat deemed unworthy to challenge the throne
Dark deception weaving plots
So sinister their takings
Razor blade strung tapestries
Violent in their makings
Blade slips in with poison
Like a demon in the dark
Gloved hand muffles choking breath
And drags the corpse to cover
The fast approaching forces of the enemies of the crown
All controlled by an unknown faction, a dark hand unseen
The king calls together his council, and as he approaches the chamber
He is stabbed through the back by the closest of his guards
Searing pain and stark confusion
Mix within the King
He reaches down in horror
Pulls back blood on hands and rings
To ambitious were his generals
To spoiled were his hosts
That he should be less valuable living than a ghost
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Cantu Mortua Profanum
04:53
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A spell writ in blood upon pages made of skin
Dark primeval magic conjure forth the rotting dead
From thousands of years ago, hidden secret away
The book is alive with malice howling in pain for blood
Once it is spoken, the dead begin to repeat
As they rise from the ground, the words made by their mouths
The dead rise hungry, spiteful and enraged
Weapons do nothing, the corpses must be destroyed
A foolish man with power, speaking words he does not understand
A wicked chance of fate, such negligent arrogance
A weapon of such power to be used by demonic host
Unleashed by a fool into a time not prepared
Long before recorded history there were others here
Much more powerful beings than man
But in the way of mortal beings, we longed to tame their secrets
There were things recorded not meant ever to be written down
There were only a few at first, then there were many
And their legions just continue to grow
Animated malicious flesh already decomposing
Soon their numbers will be in the millions
A foolish man with power, speaking words he does not understand
A wicked chance of fate, such negligent arrogance
A weapon of such great power to be used by demonic host
Unleashed by a fool into a time not prepared
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Hollow
06:41
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Out in the blackness, in eternal darkness
Space beyond imagining, a fathomless void
The illusion of size to scale, of some significance
Reality an illusion, wrought by a germ on a tiny rock
How tiny a star, how so much smaller it’s planets
The distance between them, is so impossibly vast
Empires crumble and fall, in barely an eye blink
And all the while falling, dancing around a ball of fire
Indefinite sorrow knowing only what’s told to deceive
Another bleak tomorrow staring out at the gray
And though my life may be destroyed I will know vengeance
Inflicted back upon a world I loath
I can hear the clawing demons they tell me don’t exist
Whispering from shadowed places in language I don’t know
A cold and howling wind runs down
Chilling bone as cold as steel
The atrocities committed here
Are gone but not forgotten
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Garden of Sodom
05:11
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The curvature of flesh delights the eye and makes a hold
Heightened senses malleable, so hard to keep control
Don’t play coy with me you silly bitch, you know exactly as you do
You steer the brutes with between your legs, gives you a vicious grip
Created or chanced with inborn frailty, slaves to our shells
Each one with deficient weakness, each one with personal hells
So many seek a higher meaning caused by witnessed base desires
They cannot bear to think that they’re rubbed out just like weak little fires
Death is a certainty for all of us
Thrust upon us before many are ready
Forced to fall and to end up in rot
Puny life snuffed out, puppet strings cut
And your delusions aren’t getting you anywhere
All you’re accomplishing is pissing me off
You’re a sack of fluids and bones with an expiration date
Just a pig making noise about how you’re so important
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To kill a god is not as killing a man
Gods die much more easily
Whether reason or opposing faith
They all fall down
Wars will be waged and kingdoms shall fall
In defense of pathetic belief
Armies and legions of people will die
To serve ones they cannot see
It is not enough for them to merely believe
On their God they stake their lives
They will suffer through the torture and cries of their children
To satisfy religious pride
They fear the god killer
They fear the end
They fear the god killer
They fear being wrong
It is not enough for people as these
To be able to change their minds
They will follow and swallow any lie given
As long as it’s said to be truth
Follow the leader into the fire
And get on your knees and pray
But your God is silent and no one will help you
And you shall fall today
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13. |
In Praise of the Dragon
06:18
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The wind howls through the trees down from the north
The air unseasonably warm, marking certain doom
Up from the mountains it comes full of wrath
The villages cannot prepare, this day means their destruction
He is the chaos bringer, he is pure death
Armored hide impenetrable, impervious to damage
And his breath the dragon fire told of in legend
There is no defense against a foe such as this
In praise of the dragon
A lust so great come from its soul, its lust for gold
Deep inside a great keep, brooding for generations
The gods help the man great or small who would disturb him
For they shall know the curse of awakening such a beast
So damn the non-believer, you don’t have to believe
When the dragon comes down the mountain to burn you alive
And don’t think for a moment that you may defeat him
Folly such as this will bring your demise much more quickly
In praise of the dragon
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14. |
New American Genocide
03:55
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You sit upon your golden throne above us all
Thinking only of yourself and your desires
The masses starve, they’re told a lie that they can break free
An intelligent tactic to make us work harder
Your machine is now self-aware
Looking back behind their necks at who holds the chain
You’ve become a boil on the face of society
And we’ve got some time to burn
We outnumber you a million to one
The sheep are turning back into wolves
We’ll burn your palaces, the torches have been lit
You can’t trust anyone, the servant’s knife your throat will slit
Your final downfall was built upon your arrogance
You cannot rule a kingdom and spit on its children
Your Gods won’t save you, you’re going to fucking die
You could’ve prevented this but now it’s too late
New American genocide
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Tash Sanford, North Carolina
Tash is a one man melodic black metal project based out of North Carolina. Utilizing extended range guitars and bass, Tash combines traditional Norwegian black metal, Swedish black metal, and dissonant death metal such as Nile and Morbid Angel. Lyrics focus on anti-Christianity, insanity, death, demonology and misanthropy. ... more
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