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Illness And Voyage
04:49
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So lost and bitter in our lives
Otherworldly monks, lost in lies
The lies of life itself in front of our eyes
The Divine himself lied, now he thrives
Deeply sick on our way back
Sick with the ways of life
Displaced from our land by the Mongols
We must seek our home to curse
Wallachia
Only we know of God’s scorn
For this he’ll pay, his angels will mourn
Now enlightened, our purpose reborn
The bastard will die, he won’t lie once more
Once we seek our home to curse
Wallachia
Only we know of God’s scorn
For this he’ll pay, his angels will mourn
Now enlightened, our purpose reborn
The bastard will die, he won’t lie once more
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Wallachian Mystics
08:31
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When we awake
Closer to being gone
Focus on the burden, keep going down
When we awake
Remember Hell’s call
Focus on decaying the sky
Our congregation grows in numbers
Morbid hamlet of demons and mystics
Lugubrious thunder and wind ravage the land
As we burn our sigils on our flesh
Paint my skin with death
Paint my skin with death
Occult hymns of raw emotion
Dedication and passion
Of flesh, soul and mind eternal
Haunting Argeș profoundly
Paint my skin with death
Paint my skin with death
Hypnotizing and spacious
It’s haunting, disorienting
Yet captivating and tempting
To spiral down in the molten depths
Of your mind
Occult hymns of raw emotion
Dedication and passion
Of flesh, soul and mind eternal
Stab yourself and set yourself free
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Luscious Cosmic Suicide
04:56
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The night gives the valley bliss
The winds make the trees kiss
All clouds and skies fall
Light became night’s thrall
A suicide on cosmic scale
The night is luscious, the moon’s so pale
With darkness paired, to light’s regret
All pain and sorrows met
The darkness paired, the light bled
The Sun was hanged, the vows were said
The light’s death gives me might
Gets the scum God out of my sight
With darkness paired, to light’s regret
All pain and sorrows met
The darkness paired, the light bled
The Sun was hanged, the vows were said
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The people of Argeș bled and suffered
As our curse sets us free
With our wings, majestic and powerful
Drown and scream, stay and see
The hymns took on their form
Materializing carnal dreams
Magmatic horrors and degeneracy
Plagued Wallachia forever more
Cast into sardonic nightmare
The screams filled the capital
They’ll feel the filth of death
As the worms dig in their bodies
The hymns took on their form
Materializing carnal dreams
Magmatic horrors and degeneracy
Plagued Wallachia forever more
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I reflected my sorrows in the moon
I cried again, I’ll die soon
But the moon had its own wars
I became one with dirt, embraced night’s roars
The lake reflected her paleness
Even blurred I could see her sadness
In a morbid way I found it warm
In suffering I bonded with the moon
Reflecting My Sorrows In The Plenilune
So lonely yet so at home
Out in nature, it all got colder
I cried on the moon’s shoulder
I became one with dirt
Thinking it’s what I deserve
The trees stand high as the fog never clears
Thinking as I got lost in my tears
In The Plenilune...
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Din Vânt Și Mormânt
04:40
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Odorous claws scratch the church wall
The beast prepares to charge and maul
The townsmen grabbed their weapons
But will they stand against it?
Face to face with death or worse
He knew of it, he saw it before
He alerts his fellows
His voice shaky like never before
“Nu-i strigoi, nu-i vampir
E groaznic și urât, simt că nu respir
Ia-mă, îi zic, că n-am de pierdut
Creatura mă știa de mult..”
Tapped into their minds
Atrophy and decay, plague
It looked so pale and slender
But was so much more
It looked like everyone they knew
With foreign and uncanny flesh
Distorting bones and the light around them
Death itself was afraid of it
To this day, no one knows what happened
The village is dead and it’s all so lonely
All I just screamed about
You didn’t hear it from me
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Blood, Spikes And Boyars
03:12
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The saxons tell me of this man
Ruler of Wallachia, crowned son of Vlad
“The son of Dracul will kill us all
I’ve never seen a bigger void
Than his empty eyes”
He ravaged their land and took their people
The vampire knew of the betrayal
The boyars were shaken to their core
Beaten, tortured, impaled
The greatest horror of Wallachia
Son of the damned, Wallachian hero
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Heart of blasphemy, heart of war
Eradicate, eliminate
Bleeding proudly on the front
Demons and tanks climb the heavens
I long for your fucking death
For you and your scum lord
A thousand years of misery
Worth it in the end to put you to rest
The Earth’s long gone
Fistfucked to death
By nuclear warheads
And an undying horde
I long for your fucking death
For you and your scum lord
A thousand years of misery
Worth it in the end to put you to rest
A leprotic fallout and a harsh winter
To veil the Earth forever obscure
With the horde now in heaven
Ready now to send my spear
Cover me in death and misery
Seethe as I triumph in sorrow
As I’ve always longed for your fucking death
Long, long ago
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Tear Me Limb By Limb
05:50
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I’ve paid my debts and dug my grave
O, Demon of chaos and anger
Just take me away
Tear me limb by limb
How I miss the chaos
The void and the space
That was but never was
Spiritual rest, eternal sleep
From my destruction I want You to flourish
Bane of existence, God of Demons
Crush my bones, ruin my flesh
Tear me limb by limb
For all of my life I’ve felt nothing but hate
My thirst for death, forever unmatched
Not even you, my Demon God
Do not know of my wrathful soul
Tear me limb by limb
End my empty life
Drink from my blood, discard my shell
Make use of my destruction
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I’ll cloak myself again
I’ll run away, I’ll die again
But even after I take my life
You’ll find a way
You’ll bring me back but I’ll run again
I’ll find a way
Life is foolish in its ways
It brings me back to you
After all I did to atone
You’ll still push me back
I want to go to sleep
and never wake up again
Even after all this, you mourn me
Like I ever mattered to you
It’s too late, the Sun is setting
You’ll never change
Life is foolish in its ways
It brings me back to you
After all I did to atone
You’ll still push me back
I want to go to sleep
and never wake up again
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11. |
Buried In Spiders
04:23
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