Swordmaster - Postmortem Tales lyrics
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Tracks 02. The Masters Possession
03. Crush To Dust 04. Postmortem Tales 05. Past Redemption 06. Claws Of Death 02. The Masters Possession
Black carnival omega - celebration of the
Manifestation Fire, yeah fire fire - celebration of the creation Prepare for the wail of the warring The carnival has only begun Souls, here we come In times pure omened by death Hunger, the hunger growa deep Paramount position of power Unleashed by the hand of iron Grand feast of the ones Sworn to the sword Screaming in submission - blood runs down your Epitaph Watch the unleashed - face the wolverine And you'll perish by the blade - so fade away Force of fire Here we come We come as destroyers Throne of bone Bringing fright Creating deep opression So fear the night And watch the obsession The master's possession! Black, the sky turns black So the structures take form Torn - we'll rent your body Now free the powers of the force Fire - the flames reach higher Invasion - to still the redemption Possess - we've come to possess - Dream of flesh - Rule and obsess! Screaming in submission - blood runs down your Epitaph Watch the unleashed - face the wolverine And you'll perish by the blade - so fade away Supergrand - coronation Arise - arrival - alive Metalized - immortalized Now await the eternal ride Tatto the vault with a mark of stone Engrave... Recreate reality, explore the unexplored Mondial marks The end will come with fire Burn... Yeah, the carnival has only begun 03. Crush To Dust
Crushed to dust
And the tales are spoken in postmortem ways The hammering of horror Yeah, now feed on the flame of the fear Undivine intervention Prepare for death you childs of time The metal bells toll No escape as the sentence falls Forever severed from the bonds of flesh Sanguin juice colls through soal and sand Watch through the eyes of the damned Reveal the lust Then crush to dust Revealed in lust And the days are tokens of postmortem ways So dream of Utopia And see the dream of a destiny perish Bond, snared to their hearts With thousands of chains crossing the sky Screaming to die Enjoy the scene where the victims lie Fantastic funerals brought from the tormentor Iron reign Red rain Screaming in vain Fantastic funerals brought from the destructor Iron reign Red rain Screaming in vain 04. Postmortem Tales
Metal shores and seas of bronze, magic spirit heart of doom
Electric rain and rotting flesh, chiming bells of solid bone Welcome to the festival - raising Cain Sarcasm and scorn as the serpent uncoils You've come to taste death and the sentence of stone Iron chains and colossal chaos - enslaving for the power of death Evoke the evolution - now draped in sharp thorns of metal Welcome to the festival - raising Cain Sarcasm and scorn as the serpent uncoils You've come to taste death and the sentence of stone Unleash a will To bring that venomous wind a heart of ist own And to end The dream spared from a haunting forse Rip what's lionized Speak with the tongue of pure abomination Raise the fists Nail the centre of the enemy's eye, O yeah! You face the face of punishment - of fears unveiled by the end We taste the wind by chaos cursed and watch the blades still their thirst Sodomized and victimized Postmortem tales - speak for the dead Sodomized and victimized Postmortem tales - speak for the dead Living Cain - everreign Postmortem place - blood's got to be shed 05. Past Redemption
Cascades of cold flesh
In a scenario of death And powers pulsating Strongly in the morbid sky Soulless invaders And the bloodless breed Hearts drained on life yet alive Nocturnal force, yeah rusty blades and withered veins Force of destruction, decay and death! Sensational wave of doom Barbaric music opens bewitching Captors of chaos, soul and steel Thrilling release of wrath No future no past Finish the energy of souls No beginning no end Past redemption No return from the Masters Past redemption Silver temple and the feast of flesh Soulwine for the masses returning from their graves Past redemption Craving for pure paragon ways Soulwine for the masses laughing in their graves Watch the Night and taste the Whip Watch the Thunder and taste the Terror Hunger of the allied deepens to destruction Day to year, yeah day to year to night forever Past redemption Silver temple and the feast of flesh Soulwine for the masses returning from their graves Past redemption Craving for pure paragon ways Soulwine for the masses laughing in their graves 06. Claws Of Death
The pleiades burn blue strongly through endless reaches
Bleeds feebly upon the fallen walls of time At the darkened marks of a prophecy's genesis Masters arrive under the tyrants sceptre |