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Visions Of Elysium
01:38
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*Raining hellfire upon thy enemies in ancient Roman battle, blackening the sky and sun with an eclipse of arrows*
An acrid sky eclipsed by our attack
A storm of hellfire under the black sun
Our enemies are our prey, like lambs to wolves
When we draw our bows and light the flame
Piercing thine armour with arrows of fire
Shields splintered and armour punctured
By our blistering wave of raining death
Flames burn intensifying chaos and destruction
Mars propelling us with a divine firestorm assault
The smouldering wounded lay scattered and conquered
Their bloodied bodies pinned to the ground
Driving our swords in their charred and penetrated flesh
Making sure we witness their final gasping breath
And we march onwards, bringing flame and steel
To all those who oppose us, to all those who will not yield
Hoc Est Bellum
Superáre
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Glacial Ossuary
05:15
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*An ancient evil resurrects as the frost melts*
A victors celebration of butchery and carnage
A preservation of monuments from the battlefield
Remnants mounted, displayed in morbid exhibition
In a chamber buried by millennia of winter frost
And the specters howl and moan
In their frostbitten tundra tomb
Warrior Spirits trapped forever
Together in an icy womb
Skulls stacked high as pillars, mounds of ribs and spines
Crude carvings on bone recall of an ancient war
A mass grave dug, a grotto prepared beneath the snow
A ritual of respect for an ancient race slain in combat
And the specters howl and moan
A forgotten carried by a breeze
Apparitions of ice claw at their prison
Begging to escape
The sun shines brighter, and a rise in temperature is slowly felt
And inch by inch, layer by layer, centuries of frost starts to melt
In a distant future that you and I won’t live to see
An older world will be punished by those emerged from the ossuary
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*Lilith ascends her throne and takes her rightful place as matriarch*
Effigies erected to a new breed of prophet
Silver-tongued merchants of slander and deceit
Turning brother against brother, divide and conquer
Pandered to, infallible, followed with blind absolution
Deface honoured monuments, dismantle all institutions
Thousands of years of history rewritten or ignored
A forced redemptive suffering, a failing spiritual hygiene
Through the fissures of our zeitgeist the great whore will ascend
Together we can watch the world regress and burn
Under a bitter, unified, hatred of man
Warriors defamed, castrated and slain at her whim
Bow down to the new god, one of shedding skin
The cult of the harlot rises
We’re now slaves to all her desires
The cult of the harlot rises
Of the souls of men, she lights her fires
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* The forgotten sect laments its final days*
Rise - full moon over Latium
They gather, cloaked, infected, exiled
Bastard bloodlines of dark dynastic power
Marred through worship of the black
Clawing up from the abyss of carrion
Candle lit hymns, to ironbound gods forgotten
The laborum inverted, painted in crude hand
Lycanthropic incest, bloodlust, and sacrifice
Bodies splayed and torn, the chalice overflows
Thine end is near, archaic efforts doubled but dire
To appease a patron divinity turning deaf
Flesh rotting, scorned, an archaic mutant breed
Eclipsed by an unyielding world’s progression
The empire relinquishes the two brothers and the wolf
And embraces an eye for eye, and a tooth for a tooth
Whispers of Golgotha and the stations of the cross
But within the shadows, a requiem is scored for a colony soon to be lost
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*The fulfilment of a forgotten promise*
Choking on gas, ash clouds, bullets and mortars fire
Brothers torn and strewn, ensnared by barbed wire
Forgetting who I am, forgetting everything I know
Spirit shatters, poison spreads, dysphoria, amnesia grows
A different man returns, than the soldier who left for war
Memories forgotten, a pact annulled, exempt from the devil’s jaw
But dark fragments come creeping in, outside gathers a storm
Confrontation, cold sweat, approached by an evil that’s taken form
The Sword of Damocles raised above my head
A dark apparition at the foot of my bed
And now I’m at the end of a hangman’s rope
My everlasting soul, claimed by the goat
My body, a dead weight hanging from the roof
The last thing I hear is the tap of a cloven hoof
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Earthquakes are breaking the silence,
a vision of hate.
A wicked, foul spell of evil.
Dark winds command the throne.
Cleansed by the evil hand,
a crusade of the burning land.
A servant in the shape of a snake
blackens the bodies red.
Then it appears, the storming wind,
a challenging scar burns through the light.
A cloud of darkness prepared for me
to complete the circle of death.
The serpent gains mastery of the wind
through the storms and through the streaming snow.
Sorrow blackens the Earth when the Moon fades.
Dark winds command the throne.
Earthquakes are breaking the silence,
a vision of hate.
A wicked, foul spell of evil.
Dark winds command the throne.
Cleansed by the evil hand,
a crusade of the burning land.
An embrace from Death.
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*Tormented by ancestry and eternal struggle*
...with a lineage of guilt and torment
The winds of regret never cease their lifelong torrent
Bloodlines of...
Rest atop my shoulders
Genes of victim and aggressor
I heave the Sisyphean boulder
I’m burdened by the blood that flows in my veins
I’m sentenced to existence, a subject for pain
We will never heal
We will never be forgiven
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