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It's a cold claw that grasps your sanguine little heart
Clenches and drenches your lounges with blood
It's a cold skull that holds your fragile little mind
Soon crushed by the force that's moving up from behind

We are all sacrificed
When death drapes the altar
Soul putrification
Suffer the manifestation!!

Temple of Skin
Feel how rusty blades cut within
Temple of man
Torn to bits by death's hand

I will praise the grace of decay
The grand celebration of the wicked
I will haunt the Empyrean plains
Grind pure plagues to perfection

It's a trembling hand that holds time's dusty scepter
Dictating a code that suffers the law of the grave
It's an infected blade that cut your heart in two
The temple of skin is left dead to dream of you.

We are all sacrificed
When death drapes the altar
Soul putrification
Suffer the manifestation!!

Temple of Skin
Feel how rusty blades cut within
Temple of man
Torn to bits by death's hand

Slaves of death yet masters of life
Children of darkness but tyrants for light
we are the unspoken name, the untrodden path
a union benighted by left hand wrath

Thick haze in the light of lava fire
The forces are gathered for a feast
Secrets in the green mist are revealed
Dark landscapes take form in the horizon
Flesh in lust below six eyes
Nocturnal sins hidden deep within

A conspiracy beyond life
In ecstasy it brings the dead alive
The dead alive

Beyond life

Rites of magic potion in the blood
Venom of darkness in my veins
In chambers of the citadel of metal
Escape to forests of the dark
Tasting the breath from the pyre
Lust on black ground.

The dead alive

Beyond life

Within the realms of darkness the thunder roars
Dark magick echoes in the temple halls
The witch of purple fire sings the tunes of doom
The wizard of the dead rose valley prays in the gloom

Together they summon the force of the mist
Within the surrounding cold dead forest

"Will it be a night when the chariots come again?
To bring the witch to Hades where the king of no life are waiting"

Inhaling the mist
Feel the supreme force of eternity
Laughter of sin
Walk on the clouds of winter darkness

Upon the thrones of the temple they chanting the words
That no tongues can speak and no ears hear
The mist is fading and there's no time to call it back
Watching the crystal ball where the catastrophes appear

Together they summon the force of lust
Within the temple of skin and sin

"Will it be a night when the chariots come again?
To bring the witch to Hades where the king of no life are waiting"

They cursed the numbered demons with wings.
To let the eyes on the black wall watch again

The chariots arrive again

Three shadows on the sea of glass
Standing by the palace of dead trees
No thoughts of what the nocturnal will bring
And what the future of life will sing

Dawn of the lava aeon
The dark green purple season

Deep in the woods of memories
Where the beast ones lived and ruled
Forbidden temptation now prevails
A first step into the unknown.

Dawn of the lava aeon
The dark green purple season

The paths lie empty so silent so young
The Pleiades lick the roads with a silvery tongue

The distance shrieks and icons crack
Never was forever but now that time is back

.When death rolls upon the table of the gods!

Breathe in damnation
Equilibrium falls for my temptation
Utopia decays
Demons and angels stand face to face

One road to Megiddo
Chaos cries and cherubs die for the lord of flies
One road to Megiddo
Spit on time's hand; bite the lands with the fire's fangs
Megiddo Breakdown

Morning comes as death
Hovering upon the Westside path
The altar is crushed
And so heaven was blood and blood was rust

And the fields crawl in ashes
And shields break for the whiplashes
And the juxtaposed worlds collide
It's like dagger in the head of a child

Breathe in damnation
Equilibrium falls for my temptation
Utopia decays
Demons and angels stand face to face

One road to Megiddo
Chaos cries and cherubs die for the lord of flies
One road to Megiddo
Spit on time's hand; bite the lands with the fire's fangs
Megiddo Breakdown

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Black clothes are on and my life is gone
Coffin carried by pale faced ghosts
Silhouettes in the mist slowly moves
On paths of frost to the emperor of doom

Behold the death

Creatures of the dead show me the way
Guide me to the land of darkness, death and doom

Funeral Caravan
A journey to the emperor
Of doom

I feel the breeze of the gates of death
The jaws of Hades howl
Choirs of doom chants the words of darkness
I now behold the triumphant realm

Behold the death

Creatures of the dead take my soul
I am one with the land of darkness, death and doom

Funeral Caravan
A journey to the emperor
Of doom

Funeral Caravan
A journey to the emperor
Of doom

Enter the fields, the fields of no life
Feel the emptiness
Watch time as it pass you by
Can you see the things you longed for
Can you see the black wall
What's behind - You can see in your mind
Enter the hills, the hills of no life
Feel the emptiness - Feel the grief
Where is all that you desire
Can you see the black warrior
What will you choose
Run and die or stay and get killed

Call out to eternal darkness - Darkness of life

Enter the woods, the woods of no life
Feel the emptiness
Listen to the silence
Shadows speak to you
Do you see the black mirror
Is there any reflections
Look down, deep down in your soul
A soul you don't know

Call out to eternal darkness - Darkness of life

Abandoned souls dwell beyond the membrane of life
While the race goes on in false joy and heavenly lies

Hiding from the world of light
Every dawn could be the last rite

Shadows of darkness surround them
They have chosen the paths of obscurity

Solitude empress their world of dusk
Vague recollection is the only that remains of the living.
Don't disturb the melancholic souls

Sometimes they unfortunately cross the path of the rats
And observes a abhorrent way of wasting their pathetic lives

Spit at the world of light
Every dawn could be a release

Shadows of darkness surround them
They have chosen the paths of obscurity

Solitude empress their world of dusk
Vague recollection is the only that remains of the living.
Don't disturb the melancholic souls

Paralysed by the druids magick
Soul on fire within frozen flesh
Captured in a statue of stone
But I feel the force I'm not alone

Like gods above the earth
Consuming the visions of the living
Watching the weak souls,
They are not one with the secret alliance

Metallic screams echoes in the mountains
To the sound of war and thunder
We slowly move over fields of death
Like giants in endless snow

Enter the realm beyond the mountains
A haven for the ones who seen the truth
Carefully the rites can begin
While cold winds tries to haunt within

The freezing enemies can't disturb
Nor the whispering slaves of god
Ear of the surrounding tries to understand
But the secret alliance rules again

Every dawn fades in misery and solitude
Weak flames on fragile candles fighting with the winds
The dead speaks with serpent tongues cold as ice
No sleep for the one who fall into the abyss, of desolation

Nocturnal requiem keeps the blood warm
The eyes of fire feed a dying soul
There is something unknown that soon shall appear
Time shall tell when blood dries

Requiem of the apocalypse
A new aeon will rise
When ancient time dies

Remains of the past withered plains
Can't be repaired by any gods or magic
Soul suffocation can't be the end
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law

Nocturnal requiem keeps the blood warm
The mirrors of desire feed a dying soul
There is something unknown that soon shall appear
Time shall tell when blood will unite

Requiem of the apocalypse
A new aeon will rise
When ancient time dies

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