Tracks

01. Prelude To The Oracle
02. L'art de Mourir
03. The Soul Grave
04. Musica In Tempora Belli
05. Vanitas
06. Scenes From Hell



01. Prelude To The Oracle

A black cloud covers the night,
I hear not a sound,
I see not a light,
Bodies on bodies (so cold with) their empty eyes, left unburied, waiting to be burned.

Fire on the filthy death is the only light that I can see,
No sign of life,
Just the smell of death,
No sign of breath,
The line of the dead.

Death after death,
Impending demise,
Fire after fire,
Unwelcome demise,
Death after death,
Millions of bodies lie,
Fire after fire,
With hopeless cries.

Invisible shadows everywhere,
Raping and reaping the souls of millions,
Millions of demises and hopeless cries.

(With) their sharpened scythes, another dies.
The filth once alive,
left and shunned,
cold and silent,
Hunted and preyed,
to the dark we'll all be sent.

Burn the funeral fire high,
Burn it higher to the sky,
Burn the funeral fire, burn it up higher,
as bright as the sun for which we yearn,
Burn the funeral fire burn!
Burn it higher till (their) return!
Burn the funeral fire, burn it up higher,
But I know that I will wait for my turn,
Why should I?

A Black cloud covers the night,
I hear not a sound or see not a light,
Bodies on bodies (so cold with) their empty eyes,
Left unburied, waiting to be burned,
No more place to bury the sorrow,
In our sight (only) the fear to follow,
For us, the cursed, in this hell, there'll be no tomorrow.


02. L'art de Mourir

When death is tamed,
Hell dominates,
When sanity fails,
Fear prevails,
The scenes from hell!

The (black) tears shed on the wise men's tomb;
In the night of gloom, the blood flowers bloom,
I'm ready to return to the liar's womb;
I'm ready to return to the liar's womb.

No prayers will be heard in this hell,
Impending doom which I can smell,
Unbreakable curse, something worse,
Worse than death that lies beneath.

Nothing can ever be done to stop this madness,
When we all face a fate filled with sadness,
Life as a slave or death as a slave,
In the world in a grave, they're the same,
I've come so far away, so far away from bliss,
(I've) turned into evil or was I just born like this?
As I see,
As I hear,
As I feel the night,
The fire to cleanse the fears unseen,
Shatters my hope to be,
(From) stain of death,
Chain of death,
Deliver us tonight,
The fire to cleanse the sinless lives;
Defeats my will to live.

They will take us one by one,
No mercy given, the end's begun,
Till the moment (I) meet my doom,
Till the moment death consumes.

A sleep of patience (in the) smell of death,
A sleep of silence (in the) smell of blood,
Life is dark, so is death,
Life as a slave, a slave of death.

Forget your name or fame, it means nothing at all here,
Look into the coffin and you'll face the things you fear,
Face us, fear us, remember us, then praise us,
Soon you'll belong to us.

We all live in hell on this earth or is it something even worse,
Death after death, (against the) holy verse,
Is it God's wrath or witch's curse,
The prayer is the only way to soothe our endless blackened fear,
The world becomes our nightmare and the world becomes our own fear,

Die! Die! Die!
The end comes so quick,
Die! Die! Die!
This ain't magic or a trick,
Die! Die! Die!
There's no hope to return,
Die! Die! Die!
As the black flame burns!

When death is tamed,
When hell dominates,
I'll seek my way to die,
And you'll do the same,
When the sanity fails,
When fears prevail,
I'll dig my own grave,
My grave!


03. The Soul Grave

Standing brave, feeling proud even if enslaved, when my anger and rage burns,
I won't be saved.

This land of sins, forgotten in pain, may this be thy grave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood,
Then blood starts to rain on this land of greed.

When I finally close my eyes,
I will see the truth,
When I finally speak the truth, the wisdom shall be born.

The reign of terror covers this land then all shall be my slave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood,
Then blood starts to rain as you bleed.

Can you feel my regret in pain,
When the truth is denied, only the greed shall remain.

The soul grave,
The cold grave,
The soul grave,
The soul slave.
In the soul grave,
I shan't be saved,
In the soul grave,
I am a soul slave!

I will die not to die,
I will live not to live,
A life lives in death,
When a life dies in death,
Seek your way,
Your way to die,
Choose your way, your way to die,
I will die not to die,
I will live not to live,
I'm a sayer of the prayer,
I'm the prayer of the cursed,
I'm the prayer to die first.

Pain to gain, forever insane,
If darkness ever comes,
Praise the dark, the dark in vein,
Follow the blind, (the wisdom) you'll find.

This land of sins forgotten in pain belongs to none but the brave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood,
Then blood starts to rain, your fate you await!
The skies are dark, as dark as death (that's) seeking its revenge,
Obedience in misery, never again,
Dawn of a victory.

Stranded and lose without any hope on the road to hell I'll pave,
The skies are a red that is redder than blood,
Then blood starts to rain on the land I (did) create!


04. Musica In Tempora Belli

[The Red Funeral]

The skies are red, so are the dead,
Annihilation by incineration,
Fiery hell, the midnight funeral held,
As the black smokes reach the sky.
They shouted out,
I heard but I had to cover my ears,
Though my ears are already deafened by fears,
I still had to cover my ears.

They want it all, they'll take it all,
From the victim of reality,
Born cursed, raised in lies,
Though I'll die with bestiality,
They call it a sin, they call (it) a crime,
Even the stain of blood,
Fear the reaper, curse the deceivers with a spell,
See the cauldron in hell.

Do you believe what I tell you?
All my blood now swallowed in fire,
See my torment in my eyes that are dead,
See my torment in my lies, (oh) so bale!
Do you believe what I tell you?
In the soulless grave where nobody sleeps,
I fear the reaper,
I curse the deceivers,
But where is the curse?
Feel the fear's birth.

Do you think I'm the only one to be lost;
On the path they paved with the past?
Do you think I'm the only one to know;
The truth, few, or none has ever seen?
Do you think I'm the only one to go;
On the path they paved with their prey?
Do you think I'm the only one,
Do you think I'm the only one?

Die blind, death behind you will die,
In the scorching nightmare, the smoke fills the air,
A funeral in red, black are the dead,
Die blind, death behind you will die,
The fire storms everywhere,
The fear spreads to hell we're led.

Under their crooked claws,
Comes death, so cold and clean;
The ring-giver is now a bringer of disaster,
A bringer of misery, a bringer of misfortune.

They preyed my blood,
It's black and bleak,
It's the blood of (the) beast born just to feed,
I prey my heart to play my part,
I know it's just a fairytale untold in pain,
To breed the sheep and destroy the seeds,
The seeds that I sow I'll have to reap myself,
Forced to bleed to feed their greed,
This is a mass funeral in red!

Vice on virtue,
Victory on vanity,
Fire is so cold though my blood is boiling in my veins,
Vice on virtue,
Victory on vanity,
Answer me now,
I will laugh in pain.


[The Summer Funeral]

Silence enshrouds the remembrance that is feasting on my endless pain,
My pain the scorching sun has raised from the depth of my withered heart.

Is it an illusion made up by my mind,
(Or should) I face the fact that the past is alive,
This must be an illusion made up by my mind, I'm blind.
Death that once belonged to the dream is now alive and haunts me,
A wound carved in me which time won't heal, I know I will never be relieved.
The memory I had to conceal inside,
Tragedy that once belonged to the past now wakes up,
The memory I had to conceal inside now revealed.

A life my innocence had to prey,
Lost and forgotten in a frozen memory,
I'm guilty because I'm alive,
I'm alive, I'm alive,
An innocence my malice had to prey,
Lost and forgotten in a frozen memory,
Am I guilty? Am I to be judged?

I'm the one
Yes, I am, Yes, I am, Yes, I am
I'm the one to be damned forever

Help me dream in this silence forever,
Though my soul is not to be saved, never ever, nor are theirs,
Help me dream in the heat of the sun forever,
Though my soul will never be saved, never.
Oh my lord, may my curse damn them to hell,
Forever to burn into the flame I once fell,
Just let them know of the price to pay,
Forever to rot in the seas of decay,
Their intention was evil but mine was not,
O God do you hear me or was it your will,
I am so evil but who is not,
God is so evil if it was his will.

When sanity died, the malice was born,
A life to be saved and a life that was saved.
My sin which I should have known,
My sin which I thought I had buried,
Buried in the past forgotten, forever.


[Musica In Tempora Belli]

The beast lies within their eyes,
They feast upon their sweet lies,
The shrieks unheard to be heard by the dead;
They once fed, they once bred,
Their ears are deafened, their eyes are blinded,
They have no tongues to speak their truth,
The words are buried in the smoke of fires,
The curse is sung by the dead men's choir.

I am not the one who seeks for the truth that's buried in heaven,
I am not the one who fears the tribulations in hell, the one who seeks for the vengeance to be slowly done,
I am not the one who waits for (the) curse which I know falls on none.

They burned my flesh,
They burned my soul,
They burned my shadow,
They burned my blood,
They burned my love,
They burned my hate,
They burned my pleasure,
They burned my pain.

The fire burns the eyes to see I've got;
The fate confined in the burning tombs,
No flowers to bloom in the ashes on which I lie,
Unleashed up us unwanted doom,
Death begins to show its shadow,
Shriek shot through my shivering womb,
My blood-shod grave, so shabby and shallow,
A hoof on the devil is proof of evil.

The fire burns the tongue to speak;
For the truth in ashes I have to seek,
Screamer, redeemer or is it silence,
Like a spear to my ears,
I'm falling from the throne blind,
I'm crawling through the stain of blood,
I'll be slain, insane, in vain.
As I was,
As I was,
As I was burned in hell,
I've seen it,
I've seen it,
I've seen it,
Yes, Hell does exist.

The fangs to be sharpened seek another prey,
Blood to be shed brings death to be done,
Life is denied when our dawn draws so nigh,
I'll be chained to the stain of blood,
King of slaughter,
Sins to be scattered, crucified upon the burning throne, the unwelcome spawn is;
To be stoned but never to be moaned.

I am not the one who waits for the tragedy that I'll be given,
I am not the one who yearns for death to be forgiven,
I am not the one who sacrificed my own (sacred) flesh,
I am not the one who sacrifices my own (filthy) blood,
Denial or betrayal,
The warning came but it was too late,
The angels bleed to sate their greed,
Yes Demon's greed, and never to be freed,
Denial or betrayal,
The angels bleed to feed the evil,
Only to be preyed upon their seed, I plead!

I am not the devil though my way might not be right,
I am not the devil even if my hands are filled with blood,
Oh God do you kill us for your own fun?
Like a stain of what has been done.


05. Vanitas

I am waiting for my time to come;
The truth I did not want to know,
To the place (anyway) I had to go,
Incineration will begin,
(The) golden ages now are gone.
Blame my weakness,
Mind in bleakness,
Blame my meekness,
Then burn my sins,
Death to follow,
It's the end to hallow,
(Why) you need the sorrow when it's (so) equal.

I see no reason but (I know) I am a slave,
I'm on a leash in the reaper's hand,
I see no reason but (I know) I am a slave,
A helpless slave of the time's asands,
I've been waiting for my desire since I found my empty truth,
I've been waiting for my prayer since I found my empty truth.
I need to freeze my sorrow so that I can please my holy death,
I need to seek my sorrow so that I can lead my final breath,
O the great one, (there's) no need to be afraid of you,
O the great one, in the end I'll be your bloom.

Please give me your freedom then (I'll) give you my eternal pain,
The torture without agony is blessed through my black veins,
What should I learn in this hell in which I was forced to be born,
Why should I be burned I'm still alive though poisoned by the thorns.
Come with us,
Come take our hands,
Come with us,
Come while you can,
Come with us,
Come take our hands,
Come with us,
The race I ran.

I'm dreaming,
(It) seems like I'm dreaming,
I'm dreaming in this dream,
Did you realize;
There is no gleam in my eyes,
Now (the) scream denied, I'm dreaming,
(It) seems like I'm dreaming,
I'm dreaming in this dream,
In my old dreams I was told so,
I know my time will come.
Can you save my light?
Can you save my lies?
Or should I say good-bye before I kill my cries,
Can you save my light,
Can you save my lies?
Or should I say good-bye (to them) and close my eyes.
Like a beauty of a withering flower,
Like a candle that is burning out,
Like a farce in a midnight nightmare,
Like a dying light (still) burning bright.

It's just a dream that nobody asks for,
That will go away while I'm asleep,
So I'll wait till the day my bride comes,
It's just a dream buried in the sands,
None shall remember in the end,
So I'll wait till the day my bride comes,
I am your fear I'm stalking inside,
I am your nightmare to come from behind,
I am your despair to take them all away,
I am your torment, I am your sorrow.

I am your darkness to kill all your lights,
I am your hatred burning inside,
I am your cold grave to bury you alive,
I am your denial,
I am your betrayal.
I am your messenger,
I am your filth,
I am your funeral,
I am your malice.
I am your shadow,
I am your regret,
I am your sorrow,
I am your lies.

My dirty missions are holy though my soul is filled with purified filth,
My dirty crimes are holy though my flesh is filled with (an) innocent guilt,
The end had started when I found out (the) final crime was done,
The end of my time is the end of my crime,
The end of lies, the end denied.
(The) call of the bride from the long lost black tide,
The bride in despair, lost so long,
Fall of the pride to the void I shall hide,
Now I hear the executioner's song.

I wait for my turn,
They'll burn my soul, I wait for my turn, my turn,
I wait for my turn,
They'll burn my soul, I wait for my turn,
It scares me so.

Burn as a dreamer then killed as a redeemer,
Trapped in the illusion filled with deceivers,
Cursed by redemption then saved by deception,
Trapped in the illusion filled with dissensions,
Bury me now in the cold grave,
Bury me now like a tamed slave,
Bury me now, bury me deep,
I am waiting for my time to come,
Vulnerant omnes, ultima necat.


06. Scenes From Hell

Live on the hunted lives,
Hunted lives forgotten and untold,
No reason why, no need to cry,
(It's) in my blood and (it's) in your blood,
Poison in my vein, I'm striving in vain,
Torture, killing, fear and pain,
(It's) in my blood and (It's) in your blood.

A life to be sold becomes a death to be sold,
For the ones to hold the bloody holy grail,
When the supreme fear prevails,
Our false messiah fails,
We all will face the fate that is force-fed,
We dine on death,
Then we feast on famine,
We live on lies,
In the blood to which we bow,
Death we devour,
Corpses we consume,
We wait on our blood,
To our blood we all bow.

The beast within never dies,
(The) scenes from hell we sell;
Sins we sell, the scenes from hell,
Our tears to be shed,
And the punishment we all are fed,
Sins we sell, the scenes from hell,
It'll never go away,
(The) scenes from hell we sell;
Sins we sell, the scenes from hell,
Our fears we're fed,
To the trap we all are led,
Sins we sell, the scenes from hell;
(Even) your death is their bait,
Facing the fate, facing their hate,
You can't refuse it, you can't choose it,
When our God is there to abuse it,

Burning is my tongue,
Burning is my tomb,
Burning are my eyes,
Burning are my dreams,

The hunted humanity, a savage in sanity,
It's written in my story, the blood-covered glory;
I am proud of, I'll never let them rest in peace,
It's a peace in my pain, It's the greed in my vein,
To feed my pain, My pain is my stain,
See the scenes from hell we sell