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Grand master of the Sabbath, John Fane
Told his coven gathered: "Kill King James" Wax a figure of his image & wrap it in his clothing Burn it slowly whist he is sleeping Feed him with poison, bring the monarchy down Our sin is rebellion, in black arts crowned 3 covens of 39 In 1591 that night performed a rite A grand Sabbath with one aim in sight To destroy the king of England Create a storm, whilst overseas he sails To bring his Danish bride to these Isles They christened a cat in his name; Threw it in a pond, no shame A tempest was aroused, who should he blame Hunt down those Witches, confess or die Sink or swim, they're guilty - let's hang 'em high 3 covens of 39 In 1591 that night performed a rite A grand Sabbath with one aim in sight To destroy the king of England Witchcraft spreading all around this Christian land Find them; burn them to the ground Their souls condemned Their ill fated curse failed so the king held trial The first great persecution of the British Isles An imp sucks a spinster's nipple A hare drains milk from cattle A clergy fornicate at a black dog's ball Pierce flesh with needles three inches in If they scream they're guilty, guilty as sin 3 covens slaughtered that night 39 crucified, burned and hanged alive Interrogated at our first witch trials Sentenced by the king of England |
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Riding on the flames of death
Into this last night fear relents As we race through skies upon Azrael's wings He has com to set us free from this earthbound misery Father of macabre you possess the key To heavens black galactic morgue Chosen few seek your reward In solitude, perpetual silence Cosmic womb, eternal solace Embracing cosmic mysteries To worlds below he's sent a wreath Elated black angel; our requiem he sings As tears of Nebula fill black holes Drowning galaxies of lost souls We continue our ascent to heavens low No turning back from galactic morgue Chosen few find your reward In solitude, perpetual silence Cosmic womb, eternal solace Colossal grave of shadows, extinction of mankind Eternal morgue or sorrows, no beauty left behind Void of shadows, man's colossal grave Ball of ash to zero fades Nothing left to mourn, all has died, ever born Barren voyage static drone Stark oblivion reigns so cold Dropped out of existence, we've found our home In heaven's black galactic morgue Chosen few have found our reward In solitude, perpetual silence Cosmic womb, eternal solace |
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Living dead of London town
Flesh vessels underground Mourning suits, burial gowns 9-5's doleful sound Pallid faces office bound Mortuary all year round Corpse Cycle is life's circle Life's circle is corpse cycle Life is passing away Society eats your mind away Walking corpses, vacant slaves Banking rottenness, decay Saving cash for early graves Utopia is coffin shaped Wealth hungry drugged rats chase Empty dreams of a better place Corpse Cycle is life's circle Life's circle is corpse cycle Life is passing away Society eats your mind away Truths fading farther day by day, to material enslave Die with the world as you awake, in the rat race you rotate Degenerations zombified Oblivious in the tombstone line Corpses fucking their way through time Corpse Cycle is life's circle Life's circle is corpse cycle Life is passing away Society eats your mind away Life has passed you away, flesh turned to grey Society ate your mind away |
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Under the war-torn sodden skies
Bleeding axes anguished lies Fight upon an earth that died Raped by corporate scythe Streets are red, Sun turned to grey Nature's beauty has decayed Swans lay dead on empty lakes Love oh man - Forsakes Fear his wrath as mans blood flows Innocence now no-one knows Rites of virtue we've disposed Heaven's doors solemnly closed Cities crumbled to the ground Deformed crosses mark the land Carnage lingers all around No refuge for the damned [Chorus:] Eyes of death, look upon this earth Destroyed by mankind's curse Retribution, mutilation, desecrate, avenge Oppressive tyrants to him fall One by one he reaps their soul Tearing death from their control Elated by the rising toll Slaying masters and their laws Who destroyed our world with force Oro gives unto the poor swords To join him in this war [Chorus] Battlefield of charnel air Land, sea, earth now laid bare Morgue of solitude we share Shown no mercy for our prayers Laying down his bloody sword Oro leaves us our reward Silent vacuum, endless floor - Gone forever more [Chorus] |
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[Pt.1: Thorns Of Creation]
New light has formed, from the darkness torn Of dust and sand, mankind is born Our garden evergreen, it's flowers, so serene We sing along with birds naked, free Our curiosity led us to a tree We ate from it the fruits of poisoned destiny [Pt.2: Trouble In The Garden] Horns of goat, tongue of serpent Head of dog, body of man He has chosen to pervert God's land In his heaven The Garden Of Unearthly Delights Flowers of blood grow in love's garden Upon the black grass of betrothal We have chosen to pervert God's land This our heaven The Garden Of Unearthly Delights [Pt.3 Into The Valley Of Violent Orchids] [(I) Cadaverous Butterfly] Stillborn beauty greets the air Cadaverous Butterfly draws near Skullish face, scarlet wings Eerie grace of death she brings Haggard marble crosses bare Entrance to her pesty lair Skullish face, Vampire wings Demon's ace fluttering Poisoned perfume leads you there Carnivorous insect has you snared Fallen prey, mesmerised Skullish face eats your eyes [(II) Blind Mans Gaze] In steaming woodlands you awake, Eyes dripping blood Rats digging a grave at your feet as Storm clouds gather above In earths garden, nature sings mans requiem Damp, numb, lost on the cold ground Whilst spiders explore your flesh Raise your head from mossy stone and Slimy dew on which you rest In death's sanction - all life's beauty is its end [Pt.4 Flight Of The Reaper] [(I) Court Of The Cosmic Judge] Witching moon burning - frozen sun ashamed to rise Earth's vampires thirsting - for a final taste of life Flight of the reaper, coming back to greet man's end Cosmic Judge awakens, from his council we're expelled White dove on fire - flies into Azrael's sky Black-winged messiah - accepts man's sacrifice Flight of the reaper - he arrives at his promised land Our funeral curator - cups the earth with skeletal hands [(II) Tunnel Of Death] [Pt.5 Alarm Bells In Paradise] [(I) Mourning Of A Paused Dawn] Dawn creeps on, as night withdraws Orchid sun - rises paused [(II) Black Bulbophyllum Sunrise] Buldophyllum, Barbigerum Purpureoachis, Dyanum Dendrochilum, Cobbianum Orchis - Mascula [Pt.6 Exit The Valley Of Violent Orchids] [(I) Through The Concrete Meadows Of Life] You pass the valley of death Rejoin the ghoulish droll procession You thought you had left Orikifirus sends down hearses From the kingdom of dead our sun Whores to oblivion now are taken To your promised land [(II) Chains of Morality] Burning in the flames of pious self-shame A pure, divine existence can't be reborn again For your virtue there is no reward Grand illusions of a heaven flawed Break the skeletal chain - to be reborn again No lies, no shame, an existence profane Celebrating our freedom In this prison of God's kingdom [Pt.7 {ie Pt.c (c)} Back To The Garden] Fireless sun, Morgue like planet Deceased minds now control it We have chosen to accept God's land This is our heaven The Garden Of Unearthly Delights [Pt.8 Pool Of Sleeping Minds] [Pt.9 Endtyme] Soldiers now walk through the streets so cold Concrete walls, dark buildings fall Our garden has turned grey, its beauty gone away Earth became a grave for mature's way Seeds of decay have grown into today Endtyme has come, all light fades away |
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