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There Is No Madness Here
03:15
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THERE IS NO MADNESS HERE
Cursed upon this clogging earth,
Crushed beneath the cross.
The Antichrist is risen,
We’re counting up the cost.
There is no madness here…
Barren like a desert,
Crystallized in fear.
Everything abnormal,
There is no madness here.
Praying like a mantis,
Forged by ancient flame.
Nothing ever changes,
There’s hatred in our veins
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2. |
Black Fire
04:18
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BLACK FIRE
Black fire,
Sable flame.
Silk shadows,
Ancient rain…
Claws of death,
Drag me down.
Would your God,
Watch me drown?
Black fire…
Leather flails,
Singing whips.
Visit flesh,
With stinging lips.
Everything,
Has turned to grey.
All the pain,
Has gone away.
Pagan rites,
Feed the fear.
Of everyone,
That’s gathered here…
Steel jawed,
Titan skies,
Blessing me,
As I rise.
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3. |
We Who Walk With God
05:01
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WE WHO WALK WITH GOD
Annihilate, obliterate,
Scatter to the winds.
Nullify, crucify,
Absolved the martyr’s sins.
Violate, desecrate,
Rip the face off God.
Stigmatise, idolise,
Throw it to the dogs.
We who walk with god…
Analyse, emphasize,
Reach into the soul.
Emulate, eviscerate,
Stand where others crawl.
Terrorise, brutalise,
Kill the god of grace.
Paralyse, desensitize,
All the human race.
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In The Shadow Of The Cross
Stand before you naked,
In the shadow of the cross.
We watch your Eden burning,
Our inner child is lost.
Tears of your forgiveness,
Fall on stony ground.
Impotent and faithless,
Bejewel the Serpent’s crown.
The shadow of the cross…
Temple of illusion,
And choirs of innocence.
Disguise the propaganda,
So subtle and intense.
The blood of all your martyrs,
Stain the flesh of Christ.
You are not the father,
There’s falsehood in your eyes.
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5. |
Your God Is Dead
03:37
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Your God Is Dead
Streets of death infected youth,
Fed on lies, crushing truths.
The genie’s out, the bottle broke,
This body count will make you choke.
Toxic hues from viral skies,
Tortured skulls no paradise.
Your God is dead, no cross to bare,
The fruits of hell are everywhere.
This bleeding earth’s a killing ground,
Seas of blood, all hell unbound.
The iron chill, the darkened sun,
The end of days has just begun.
The crawling dead are shadow free,
Their judgement day just fantasy.
The world awakes to the bitter taste,
Of acid tears that burn the face.
Cult of Christ, fools of faith,
Onward bound to fall from grace.
Crooked cross crying out,
Seven words of sacred doubt.
Your God is dead…
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6. |
Tears Of Blood
04:21
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Tears Of Blood
Eradicate, feel like God,
Justify all wars.
Drain out your tears of blood,
Exonerate the cause.
Blind your eyes to suffering,
Sacrifice your faith.
Cauterize the crimson tide,
That hides its shallow grave.
Barricade your blackened hearts,
Ridicule the guilt.
Say goodbye to all you know,
And everything you built.
The land will bleed relentless,
Retching on your lies.
Drained of all but hatred,
Corrupt and paralysed.
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7. |
Resurrected
03:53
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Resurrected
When at last the light did die,
From the depths did hell decry.
A shadow lost in wretched gloom,
Death awaits this empty tomb.
Twisted root and sinew tight,
Crushing hope with such delight.
I was dead but did not die,
Resurrected tell no lie.
Resurrected…
Hanging in this habitat,
Strangled like a gutter rat.
Raise me up and give me pain,
I am God in all but name.
I built a world of shade on sand,
Called this waste my promised land.
I was dead but never died,
Guilty born and duly tried.
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8. |
Rising
04:04
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Rising
Malnourished sick or dead,
The shepherd kills the weak.
Many souls cursed or dead,
Know not what they seek.
Come to me my sacred child,
I’m the Lord of Hosts.
Answers in the dark,
Rise with all your ghosts.
Rising to new depths…
Judas, follow me,
Dry those burning tears.
I will erase those scars,
Take away your fears.
Bow down, believe in me.
Curse your mother’s soul.
Confess blasphemy,
Watch your martyrs’ fall.
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9. |
Ill Are The Cursed
05:49
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Ill Are The Cursed
A plaintiff cry in the velvet night,
Drawing down the ashen light.
A broken image in a shard of glass,
Your prophecy has come to pass.
Sorrow drops like a falling leaf,
Another shade of autumn grief.
One last draught from the cup of life,
To dull the edge of winter’s knife.
Ill are the cursed,
Consigned to the flames.
Ill are the cursed,
Weighed down by your chains.
Drag your sin to the house of shame,
One last supper to ease the pain.
Break the bread, drink the wine,
Taste the wrath that will be thine.
A stone cold rose on sterile ground,
Impious thorn my flesh has found.
Nailed to the cross your faith will bleed,
Now forsaken by word decreed.
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10. |
System Of Hate
04:29
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System Of Hate
Beneath a dark cross,
A mother weeps.
Alone with her loss,
While her God is asleep.
Mercy a myth,
A whisper on tongue.
Belief in the heart,
Is a song unsung.
Each bite of the lash,
Each thorn in the crown.
Each nail through the flesh,
Rips the dead from the ground.
Forgiveness a joke,
False pity a lie.
A sadistic clown,
That spits in your face.
A SYSTEM OF HATE,
Regime of distrust.
A reiver of faith.
Leaving nothing but dust.
Mercy a myth,
A whisper on tongue.
Belief in the heart,
Is a song unsung.
SYSTEM OF HATE…
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