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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 |
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)
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)
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)
(Tekst jest tutaj)
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...
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...
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
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...
(Instrumental)
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