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Forces of hate meet
Gather for the siege Encircling their foe The raid begins Their revenge is sought Through violence, smashing, killing, stabbing, pounding Iron weapons clash Evil warriors strike Hammers cracking skulls Axes chopping heads Their revenge is now Through violence, crushing, maiming, hacking, pounding Blood soaks the ground In their own, they will drown Surrounded by disgust Pounded into dust Battle rages on Bleeding wounded scream Clubs shatter bones Swords sever limbs Their blind rage compells Their frenzy, bloodlust, madness, burning, hatred Berzerkers overwhelm Defenders run in fear No prisoners today The end is near Their blind rage endless No mercy lay waste, wipe out, kill them, kill them Their struggle to defend The attack will never end Surrounded by disgust Pounded into dust The captured will be crucified as a warning to the rest When the killing is completed the city will be burned Their way of life will be destroyed, no trace of them remains Annihilate They lay waste Eradicate Victory for their hatred, fury, raging, pounding Blood soaks the ground In their own, they will drown Surrounded by disgust Pounded into dust |
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| 2:30 |
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I cannot scream, my mouth is wired shut
I cannot see, my eyes are filled with blood I must die while suffering Pawn of torturous punishment Losing all reason to live Cherishing this painful death To become part of the Dead human collection Dead human collection I cannot hear with punctured ear drums I can barely breathe, My ribs are crushed I will die while suffering Maimed, repulsive menagerie Collection for the insane Closer to death I become I want to be one with the dead Collection of dead humans, dead I want to be one with the dead Collection of dead humans, dead I want to be one of them Compilation obscene An assembely for psychotic malefaction Virulent anarchy The final member of this vile congreagation I cannot scream, my mouth is wired rot I cannot see, my eyes turned into dust I died into the... Dead human collection Dead human Dead human Dead human collection |
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| 3:51 |
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Dormancy
Spirits await rebirth From their sleep They will soon awake Restless dead Catching the wiff of hate Blood they anticipate They will soon drink Murderers Subconscious attraction On their graves Blood will now spill Ancient bones Reform in grounds below Born, as the blood will flow Killing is all they know Blood They live, they thirst Blood Coalesce Pieces become a whole For their strength Blood is absorbed Rancorous Aeons of building rage Death an immortal cage Now they are freed Livid beasts Rising now for revenge From the past Hate comes alive Tenebrous Restruct evil ones The demons will come Cruelity has just begun Blood They live, they thirst Blood, blood First one that they find Attack the mortal Claws tear at his face Pull the flesh from bone Decapitate the man They hold his head aloft Headless body slumps The blood is gushing out Screaming victims fall Repulsive beasts attack Gore pours from the torso Hellish creatures stab Organs, grisly trophies Rewards for their rage Blood drips from their jaws They disembowel the corpse Kill with speed Victims bleed Wretched souls Headless on poles Savage thirst Vesseles burst Torn apart Eat the heart Vengeance taking form Endless hatred for the living Plunderng the world Paroxysm of the damned Rapture of their rage Euphoria from butchery A dark world will eclipse all life Barbaric ways forever reign Blood They live, they thirst Blood, blood |
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| 3:10 |
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Fragmentizing, disunite the backbone from the skeleton
Chop the bodies, specialized in customized Dismemberment Hatchet wielding, never ending thought of splitered vertebrae Violent insurgency Squalid dependancy, ivory interspersion, solace Riving the arteries, splenetic complacency, somber Irascible, aggressive ripping head to crotch, life relieving Propensity, consuming of the spinal cord, dead not living Animus from perpetual authority, contumacious Bone displacement surgery Stagnant, pools of entrails, permeates wretched odors, depraved Corpses cloven spineless, ultimate pancrea ablate Violent insurgency, pernicious way of life Bone displacement surgery, division with an axe Fragmentizing Chop the bodies Hatchet wielding The spine splitter Stagnant, pools of entrails, permeates wretched odors, depraved Corpses cloven spineless, ultimate pancrea ablate Fragmentizing Chop the bodies Hatchet wielding The spine splitting will never end |
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| 3:13 | 
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| 2:34 |
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[Music - J. Owen, Lyrics - P.Mazurkiewicz]
Black forest of evil, a demons possession A beast in the wild with nocturnal dementia Unearthly revival of clandestine extinction Reborn creature, malicious being Resurgance of a grusome species With carnal obsession, it lusts copulation Scent of fresh human blood invades its dominion Surrounded in darkness, she enters a realm of hell Infernal quest from a savage of death Brutal attack, the innocent are unprotected Hellish fury, deviance provides conception Vicicious onslaught, its primal lust instinctual Macabe fuckfest, inside her cunt, the brute's erection Raped by the beast Anamialistic, pure hideous appearance Repulsive re-existence, bearer of morbidity [Solo - Owen] Ritual, habitual Black forest of evil, a demons possession A beast in the wild with nocturnal dementia Scent of fresh human blood invades its dominion Surrounded in darkness, she enters a realm of hell Raped by the beast |
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| 3:05 |
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[Music and Lyrics - A. Webster]
Exhume the rotted casket Robbing graves But not for wealth Cloaked in moldy rags Hunting dead Decrepit things from hell Invade the sacred tombs Search for food Embalmed five days before Ancient body stealers Raid again A fresh corpse beyond the door From the ground they rise Plundering the grave When the faithful die Its them, not God they meet Consume the rotted body And unt <?> more Craving maws ooze blood Gray skinned coffinfeeders Seekig carrion Eat the old ones last Fiendish ghouls are chewing Scraps of meat Found inside the tomb Roy veiled messengers From beyond, bring the parish doom From the ground they rise Plundering the grave When the faithful die Its them, not God they meet Unholy creatures swarming the coffin Fighting for mouthfuls of flesh Invading the tombs of the recently buried, to feast Starvation of aeons sated tonight Foraging ghouls consume Ancient hunger awakened again [Solo - Owen] Strengthened by blood the undead attack Septic beats from the grave If living approach they are devoured too Fragments of corpses nourish the pack Fresh entrails they crave The coffin is torn open, the zombies start to consume From the ground they rise Plundering the grave When the faithful die Its them, not God they meet |
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| 4:13 |
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[Music - P. O'Brien, Lyrics - P. Mazurkiewicz]
Memory of the insane Of killing in so man ways, homicidal Seeking redemption through rage With hacksaws I decapitated them all Blood covers the groud, my feet are saturated Rotting flesh scattered around, I feel no remorse I don't remember my name Or when blood of the dead flowed so relentlessly Extracting the brains from the skulls My anger evolves with the more heads I deform Sawing the neck I am engulfed in fantasy Chew the esophagus, cannibal delicacy Utterly execerbated, forver deleterious Slicing through skin, sundered larynx, veins spraying blood Tattered windpipe, facial carvings, another head to abhore <?> Beheading sustains my desire Enhancing my primitive mind Annihilation without repreving [Solo - O'Brien] Memory of the insane Of killing in so man ways, homicidal Seeking redemption through rage With hacksaws I decapitated them at will Predacious, violent killing spree Abolished, putrescent cadavers Butchered in excrement, sordid obscurity Feverish hunger to inhale the stench of their death |
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| 2:34 |
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[Music - A. Webster, Lyrics - P. Mazurkiewicz]
Scourged through searing Incandescence Melt together Fire torture brings me intense pain Pre-destined to incinerate The flesh is dripping from my face My limbs and torso mold as one as my blood is boiling Blowtorch slaughter Bodily capitiluation Blowtorch slaughter Blowtorch slaughter Merciless disintegration Pre-destined to incinerate The flesh is dripping from my face My limbs and torso mold as one as my blood is boiling Conflagration through my veins Desensitized, charring skin, burnt within, branded soul, torrid cruelity Dwidle away, glowing heat to mutilate Head set ablaze, consumed in flames I burn to the ground Blowtorch slaughter [Solo - Owen, O'Brien] Pre-destined to incinerate The flesh is dripping from my face My limbs and torso mold as one as my blood is boiling Blowtorch slaughter Merciless disintegration Fire torture takes me to my end |
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| 3:24 |
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(Music and Lyrics by A. Webster)
Change has begun After the shape Freakish events Led to this change Convert the man From the norm Alteration Surreal figure Misshapen thoughts Sickening metamorphosis Twisting flesh Ghastly face Pain distress Mind displace Twisted flesh transforming appearnce of the Ghastly face of the one that it chose Pain distress of contortions and straining Mind displaced as the spirit arose Hideous one Adapting fast New skin grows out Old skin peels off Extra limbs sprout Mutilation Alteration Surreal figure Misshapen thoughts Sickening metamorphosis Shifting bones Gnarled limbs Gruesome change Features grim Shifting bonestrans forming the framework and the Gnarled limbs are beginning to grow Gruesome change to repellent appearance Features grim in compelete overthrow Tentacles extending from the face Eyes are growing on his hands and back Spikes and fangs cover his body Skeleton re-shapes, bons pop and crack (Solo - O'Brien) A Monstrous thing he has become Murderous compulsions flood his mind Reconstruction reaches completion He's no longer part of mankind Altration Surreal figure Misshapen thoughts Sickening metamorphosis Twisting flesh Ghastly face Pain distress Mind displace Twisted flesh transforming appearance of the Ghastly face of the one that it chose Pain distress of contortions and straining Mind displaced as the spirit arose |
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| 3:43 |
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[Music and Lyrics by A. Webster]
Butchering the helpless Was his way of life Uncontrolled rage Internal strife The pain he dealt out was never repaid Retribution was sought by the ones he had slain Infernal phantasm Condemned to agony No escape after death Condemned to agony Heads of his victims Have returned to haunt Dripping with blood Rotted and gaunt The pain is reflected to him after death With the victis of his knife, he is now beset Reliving every crime Condemned to agony No escape from their hate Condemned to agony, agony He thought he got away His crimes unpunished he took them to the grave Their tortured souls are waiting Now they make him pay Exact their revenge using methods that he used To make him understand them To chop him up Is their revenge With no remorse They slash him, disfigure Undying hate His torment endless He's torn apart and they cut the pieces smaller The knife he used to maim Is turned against him and now they will do the same Dissect the man of evil His fingers are cut off And forced into his mouth so that he cannot scream And in pain they revel [Solo - Owen] To chop him up Is their revenge With no remorse They slash him, disfigure Abomination Their creation The man who killed them is now scattered In the abyss [Solo - O'Brien] Infernal phantasm Condemned to agony No escape after death Condemned to agony [Solo - O'Brien] |
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