Adramelech - Terror Of Thousand Faces lyrics
Tracks 01. Intro
02. Halls Of Human Tragedy 03. Bleeding For Supremacy 04. Suicide, Terrorize 05. I Don't Care About Your Murder 06. Slain In The Grace Of Thy Name 07. Book Of Flesh 08. Terror Of Thousand Faces 09. Orphica Holodemiurgia 01. Intro
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02. Halls Of Human Tragedy
Established to honour the death of mankind
With every drop you bleed. The realm grows stronger With every life taken violently a violent one is born Taking pleasure in the increasing suffering of man Blood covered structures Stand against bloodred skies. Unsprafcale brutalities No one hears your screams. Established to honour the death of mankind Kingdom built of blood structures of woe Stand tall Blood covered gunshot wounds, Slit Wrists and hangings When the rope is tight, the beyond will rejoice. Dying again and again you will die A journey to the side where skulls pile to meet the sky A red throne And the lord of uncreation Masses of the chosen race Crawl at the feet Of the one with horns Balls of human tragedy. 03. Bleeding For Supremacy
For thc city
And thc greed of the king Impulse to be supreme To dominate Sumer. Rivalry of the city-states Battle hardened veterans Land between the two rivers Theatre of war. The kings of Sumer With their helmeted warriors Armed with spears Trampling their enemies. Constant wars Millenniums of misery Justified slavery Gods given victory. See the flash of blade Grotesque execution Soldiers bleeding Lying on the ground. 04. Suicide, Terrorize
Blood for my God
Honour and bomb Thousands of victims In the holy war. Wounded crying children In the mothers arms die Bloody tear in her eye Reaches for the sky. I am the savior I am the curer Suicide, Terrorize. Drown into your filth O my enemy, faceless Drown into your grief O my enemy, wasted. 05. I Don't Care About Your Murder
I don't care if they cut your throat
If you art a victim I don't cart if they rape your soul If you arc on your own. What a fuck are you thinking of That you are some kind of God of all What a fuck are you waiting for Just spit out your blood. I don't care about your murder. 1 don't care if you are tortured You have deserved this pain I know your life can't be saved I am pure insane. Torture Bloodsed Killing Satisfies me. The Death is spreading in your veins You are out of control You won't see the sun go down You are out of control. I don't care about your murder. 06. Slain In The Grace Of Thy Name
Hypocrite machine of greed
Healing the leprosy of the south Tearing souls pure From the flesh corrupted. Forty days of murder Salvation with blood Century of holy flames Light the path of heresy eraser. Force will prevail Where blessings failed Feel the harsh love of god In flame and blade. Genocide in the name of god Monopoly of faith protected Voracious pilgrimage of brutality sanctified Dissenter extermination Baptism of fire and blood Nation put at stake Return of dark age of Christ. Erecutioners and martyrs Slaves of the same god Choose your own from those Slain in the grace of thy name. 07. Book Of Flesh
The rotting flesh of Tiamat
Cast aside, useless Cleaved from the bones of world made natural. The parasite that was mankind Trampled under claws of tfie mindless God awoken from their death sleep. Cold boiling darkness Now left behind When he greets the stars That are finally right. He greets the stars That are finally right Covered by the smoke of burning flesh. Heresy of flesh and blood crushed, ground down, Erased from the face of the earth defaced in a flash of unlight. Cold fire of the ground Abominations of the sky in their carnivorous covenant spare not man nor his feeble Gods. New ways to shout and kill Ways to revel and enjoy teachings of the ancients call forth the fires from the sky. 08. Terror Of Thousand Faces
Opener of the ways
Snakehair of the warning moon Queen of thee dead sky, Earth and underworld. Samhain her power unleashed Hear the hounds howl Feel the winds of destruction As she hunts by night the Triple Goddess Lycanthropic fangs Mane flowing in the storm cold reptilian stare. Scream of the hooded crone Snarling wolfhead bitch Nightmare illusions as she rides the storm. Where three ways meet the Dark Goddess worshipped with reddened knife And soil dog blood for Enodia. She who encounters you Lady of suicide Archetypal darkness Terror of thousand faces. Corpse devourer of the night Calls to the grave raise, Spirits of the dead to haunt those left behind. 09. Orphica Holodemiurgia
I am the ruler of eternity
And oldest of premival gods And my soul is the soul of the eternal gods And my embodiment is called eternity My form is everlasting for I am the lord of years the ruler of eternity |