Morbid Tales/Emperor's Return


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M.T./E.R. Into The Crypts Of Rays- 4:19
Visions Of Mortality - 3:24
Dethroned Emperor - 4:35
Morbid Tales - 2:58
Circle Of The Tyrants - 4:24
Procreation (Of The Wicked) - 4:02
Return To The Eve - 4:05
Danse Macabre - 3:51
Nocturnal Fear - 3:35
Suicidal Winds - 4:33
Visual Aggression - 4:08

Into The Crypts Of Rays

Years of plead, Behind the walls
Chambers and vaults, scenes of fright
Unspoken words, in pain and dread
140 lifes passed his hands

(Chorus)
Gilles De Rays..the perverted son
(The) Holy man..Hanged by nobility
Into the crypts of Rays

Alluring children for his masses
Robbing and buying young souls,
Sacrifice them to morbid demons
satisfy his sexual lust.

(Chorus)

..."So this is for the morbid one
The braveless and sick
Shivering Laughter through the tombs
Sexual offence and perverted rites
... Watching them limp and die
Wizards and darkness Gilles's dreams
halfway came true....."

As a late midieval's French Marshal
Unrestrained with endless ambitions
Personal guard for Jeanne D'Arc
The rising of his soul to God

(Chorus)

Overdone mysticism and
Desperate Satanism (Ha!)
Are just a small step apart
There's no scheme in the beyond ...

(Chorus)


Dethroned Emperor

See the portal, gate to madness
Locked forever in a veil of shame
Deny extraction, Thirst for disgrace
Watch his break, the emperor's killed
Light of the day, shadow from beyond
Scaffold of steel, the throne is gone

(Chorus)
Dethroned Emperor

The foot of the stairs, dimention in might
The king sits, his eyes are glass..
Growing of the small, The laughters fall
Can you deny, remaining cries?
Desent of the lords, into the trap
Existence and hate, Unseen Hate!

(Chorus)


Morbid Tales

By burial this night
Nitocrys weave the spell,
Down the vaults misty light
The lurking sphinx dwells

(Chorus)
Agony and nightmare
To Yog Sothoth they noan
Nightfalls, Morbid affair
Beard the faceless one
In the nuclear domain
Arcades lost in eternal skries
Written by the Insaine!
Nytocrys orders must..

(Chorus)

Mummy's rebirth by wrath
below the temple of Nile
Vanished is Orsiris' path
Above us reigns the Necrophile!

(Chorus)


Circle Of The Tyrants

(Tekst jest tutaj)


Nocturnal Fear

Obscurity hides the plateau
Stars darken in their place
Nanna's glowing above
Illuminates the silent scenery

(Chorus)
Seven they are Yezidi's call
Aeon of night Eager to Prevail

From the mountains of dawn they cry
The call of the frantic god
From the womb of mother earth they scream
The wage of creation and sin

("The sleeping lord awakes
Tiamat pulls at her chains,
The blind phantom rages
Azag Thoth howls
Vibrations at the black ether's edge
As nocturnal fear penetrates the land
Ecstatical celebrations at their zenith
The seven sharpen their claws...")

Winds emerge from the east
Deep, dark water moves
Even the cold it don eclipses
When they adore the dog-faced beast

(Chorus)

As they admit the infernal tide
The eye on the throne derides
The old gods and their tribes
in chaos Tiamat laughs pride...


Procreation of the Wicked

You are blind - Deny the sun and light
Who's are the objections - From where come the doubts?
Procreation of the Wicked
Serenades of oppositions - Absurditity, human fate and hope
True reflection of community - Procreation of the Gods and lords
Kane and Abel's love and dead - Love and hate is what we are
Dagger and grail (have) fallen off the alter

(Chorus)
(I've killed this old man, because he limped.
I've done it because he shouldn't have to do it.")
If God raised the abyss, You'd procreate your own..
Abolism of death is - Abolism of life...


Visions of Mortality

My life turns into sand
Immortality is my dream
Man shall follow my command
Sorcery shall conquer my fear
Astralic magic and runic wand
I feel that wisdom is near
Across the mountain's ice
Scarlet at the equinox' dawn
I sacrifice an innocent lamb
And drank the wine of paradise
But, still run the sands of time
Just one thing left to be done
As spells surround me
At a lightmass' night
He raised the abyss
Covered by the sword
I sold my soul in vain
I feel it as he returns
The sands of time will never run
For a immortal dead man


Return to the Eve

Dreaming eyes, hope to return
As shadows fall, onto distorted paths
Delivered from the fetters of light
Drifting back to my reality
Subconscious depreates the day
In the twilight of my own intellect
Dull is my mind, Captive of illusion
Remain awake, Is just dust!
(.."Take my soul away into the dark, dreaming 1000 morbid dreams,
no tomorrow when the wind caresses my mind,
could I ever return..it would be my Doom..")
Obsessed by the nightmare's sound
Drifting back into the realms of chaos
Reality has become my dream
I'll be covered by the abyss ground
..Endless fall, Memories in the light
frontiers of chaos, Return to the EVE...


Danse Macabre

(Instrumental)


Visual Aggression

Thousand decades in vain
(Again) they strive for final completion
Forgotten are the fast sins
And the perfect creation calls

What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression

Once, I slept in confidence
Sounds like I've been a fool
Now, as my will is invisible
(They shall) face the evoked curse alone...

What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression

Just fool yourself - a world of ignorance
Will tear the walls - of dreams apart
Vast signals - memories in black
Sense is beyond - distorted any balance

Flood of tears - you'll have to drink
As the grail - is lying on the floor

Don't ask for another messiah
No martyr will save the stupid (again)
Is truth what you believe?
A prophet's tears will dry...

What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression

The watcher's eyes are closed
As the dust covers the madmen again
There'll be a new king
And I was born to encounter him...

What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression




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