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Innenselbsträchen
03:47
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Mein herz werde immer noch brechen,
wannimmer du beginnst sprechen.
und ich hasse es, dass du Leben ein,
denn beginnt dem krieg in Traume mein.
Worte aus meine Hassen.
Und meine Innenselbst, immer wirst du ausrotten und meine Blut abzulassen.
Für dich, Ich fühle nur Hassen.
Du belügst Zu mir, wann du deine worten sagst.
Ich hoffe für deine Selbstmord.
Dass du deine Selbst schlagen und sterben.
Ich wünsche für deine total Selbstzerstörung;
Also Ich räche meine Innenselbst; Nicht mehr Selbstentstörung.
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Soave
02:03
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Soave
The power of souls drives the ferry of Charon
And the rapids of Acheron
In my blood
Close my eyes, I dream of night
I dream of a vision of Hellenic might
The soave
Stronger than steel, more lustrous than gold
The Nazarene crumbles in my hands
The angels' wings I break like twigs
I crushed Michael's sword to powder
With Soave
With Power
As below, so above
I Free myself from the chains of god's false love.
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Black Lamb
10:13
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Black Lamb
I saw the mountains fall
As I closed my eyes to blink
Frozen blood of God
To quench my thirst, I drink
Cain's necrophilic, incestuous sodomy of Abel
Vengeance to the lies of God so merciful
Black is the color of beauty and strength
As cold is the blood of Yahweh I drank
Black lamb
I am the fallen Son of the damned
Black lamb
I am the Prince of the satanic ram
The dead danced
At the last cry of pestilence
I sang the overture to tyranny
Supremacist deathwish
Suffer
Suffer on your knees
Suffer before me!
You say you catch the flies in excess with honey
More so than with vinegar
But watch as the flies flock to corpus deus
Their appetite saved for such excrement...
I led my self and only my own
I led myself astray from the pack
I led myself to a golden path alone
I led myself, for I am the lamb black
And I believe in God...dethroned/And I only believe in a God...dethroned.
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An occult wind brought me to the forest, one February eve
Inhuman growls began to spawn from the trees
Leaking sanguinary Aquavit
Reading through the owl eyes
I saw a spell cast deep into the skies
I flew through the Forest with feathers of a hawk
And talons of Eagles
Teeth of the werewolves
Keys to the gates
Lingering
I watched the bird
Fly softly in the blackened moonlight
The honor of the dragon
Is a malediction against the Seraphs
Such is the exegesis of black magick
The slaughter of the soul was never so brutal before
But its pain is cathartic, not sore
I rode the dark horse
To infinitude's fort
I left my soul at his feet
I watched the warm winter eve's metamorphosis
Into a supplement to the ice of my soul
That I freed
Like doves I bequeath.
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I am the serpent
The bull who thrashed his limbs
Lately I've beheld the pagan Angel by my door
Beauty beyond description
For roses I gave thorns
And for thorns, roses
The voice of indignation spewed from the throat of God
This, I am sure of
But there is no God
Only men who claim themselves as such
And the sheep who follow the leader
They are the voice, those men
I follow not them
But my master Satan
Black as sin and pale as death
Are the forests of Baphomet
So sweet flies the blooderfly
Blood butterfly
Red as my master
In kingdom of sulfur
Visions of black and violet
Gods we called upon
Gods we call the ancient ones
Creature of heretical genus
Creature of heretical genius
Springwinter necrotears of Abbadon
"Shorn tears falling unto the eighth abyss"
"Like the wolf and the lion
Comes forth now a Bounty of wrath, strength-filled mist"
"Stronger than my will for death
Is my lust for your last breath"
"I entered the eternally burning flame
In liquid sulfuric
And only felt tepid upon my exit".
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Boundlessness Unbounded
I unchained the wolves and became their master
I called the winter
Beneath black constellational misery
Serpentine pleasure in sadism
I lust for bleakness
Washing my clothes hung on the noose
Fuck your pathetic God
I am my own
And you can't take Away from me this truth
I wrote in my night diary
Fragments of my abstract persona
Shattering like glass
In my very empty hands
So my blood was my ink
Yet still my blood, my blood
My words sanguine
Questioningly, I pondered for 8 days
Whether these wounds scarify
Or remain open for all time
Figuratively...
To my inner fire.
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Outro- Furiosa Melodia
00:47
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Sardonic Wrath
Avant-garde Black/Death Metal band, first created by Sadistic Blasphemer in June 2012.
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