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from Hellhammer - Apocalyptic Raids 1990 A.D. (2001)
Was it tomorrow
Or will it be yesterday When abolished, rotten instincts Will, for the last time, be awake And malice, slander, and hate Will rule the ignorant heart Aggressor - Deceiver of Reality - Aggressor Aggressor - Inverter of Protection - Aggressor The final chapter is yet unwritten But the trail leads toward greed Who will be the traitor How many, all of them? Ruthless is the creation Created through pale ages Duplicated in confusion Horizons of black fire Thorns in the chosen's eye Stench of false hails Decline of all thrones When only perception can survive Was it still tomorrow Or yet will it be yesterday When abolished, rotten instincts Were, for the last time, ruling minds Then... eternal silence And the future remains the past |
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from Hellhammer - Apocalyptic Raids 1990 A.D. (2001)
In the days of Armageddon, starved souls, greedy bodies
Ready to punish, ready to kill Sword by sword they stand Strike on strike, faith is dead, Gog and Magog on Nergal's left hand... See, the rust gnaws on Michael's mystic sword Frozen's the lightning in Jehovas hand Angels it rains from the sky Extinct planets, pale meteors Captive of sins, slayed by the word Born in fire, a plundering horde Picked angels fall into emptyness Inverted crosses, damned saints A dead priest can't celebrate a mass Ravaged cities, slayed in the night Black holes, Belial's hour The Antichrist, born by church's power Havoc in heaven, hell reigns on earth The sperm of Sodom, born again So hail Balaam, we will serve Souls are thirsty to receive your command Vows of damnation poison the air Life in pain, 'til the end... The unholy trinity h olds the dominion in the Flickering lightning of a black eye... |
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from Hellhammer - Apocalyptic Raids 1990 A.D. (2001)
This our way, we can not turn.
We've reached our time, this world must burn. |