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Vanity Unfair
03:46
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VANITY UNFAIR
Withered rose of your skin marks the end of your dreams.
Reflections of a dead eye, dreadful matter and painful breath.
Vanities Unfair. Hopless Future.
Vanities Unfair. Handful of Nothing.
Wings of demise overcast your smile,
Cold mouth diva, drink from the cup of decomposition.
Your thirst of beauty raped by time.
Marvelous memories of your life.
Vanish in the magma of nothing.
Vanities Unfair. Hopless Future.
Vanities Unfair. Handful of Nothing.
Vanities Unfair. Bow in the hill of genuflexion.
Solo: “Litanies of Iniquity” by M.D. Montagna
Withered rose of your skin marks the end of your dreams.
Reflections of a dead eye, dreadful matter and painful breath.
Vanities Unfair. Hopeless Future.
Vanities Unfair. Handful of Nothing.
Vanities Unfair. Bow in the hill of genuflexion.
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The Black Line
03:29
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THE BLACK LINE
This cold air I breathe is the whisper of a dead house
Velvet electric light closes the walls on me.
Enter the Asylum of my soul
Astray somewhere.
Shattered existence… oblivion of my nerves.
You're not so close to me, and I drown in a lake of mud.
All these moments are the decline of my mind.
The House is Dead.
I wanna be forgotten to be undone.
This is the way I live.
Please leave me walk this black line.
Solo: “Sounds of Black” by M. Pagliuso
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Souldead
02:59
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SOULDEAD
Through this lifeless connection, I spread the anger of my foolish existence.
Judging is easy behind this shield, living two lives to set me free.
Disgusting worm of a new society. Rebel, in a fake world.
Disgusting worm of a new society. Rebel, in this dead world.
In this chamber of silent emotion, collecting people I'll never know.
Souldead soldier, I face the unknown... pretending to be someone else
Enter this souldeath coil and face the life you don't know.
Souldead soldier, I face the unknown... pretending to be someone else
In this chamber of silent emotion, collecting people I'll never know.
Disgusting worm of a new society… Rebel, in a fake world.
Disgusting worm of the new society... Rebel, in this dead world.
Solo: “Unchained Machineries” by M.D. Montagna
Through this lifeless connection, I spread the anger of my foolish existence.
Judging is easy behind this shield, living two lives to set me free.
Solo: “Fester'n'Furious” by M.D. Montagna
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Pussywitch 666
03:04
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PUSSYWITCH 666
You, born in a black grave.
Kiss the child of the earth.
Wrapped in a shroud for a burial.
Existence corrupted, SLAVE!
Witches dressed in lust, ready for black masses.
Satanic drugs orgies.
Six Six Sex!
Worship the skull of the wizard. PussyWitch 666.
Join this coven of madness, PussyWitch 666.
Satan joins your Sabbath, PussyWitch 666.
Fuck the Devil, you slut, PussyWitch 666.
Solo: “Eluding Nightmares” by M.D. Montagna
Cups full of blood, strains on your chest.
Insane grim luxuria, pleasure twist in your hands.
Like a crown of thorns, Devilish stare in your eyes.
Awake from your casket of bones, moan dark hymns towards the sky.
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6. |
No Crown For The Dead
04:08
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NO CROWN FOR THE DEAD
Solo: “Cryptic Soul Boundaries” by M.D. Montagna
1991 Armies of hangmen are marchin’ in.
The winds from the East rise with strength.
Sharpened weapons against the enemy. Genocide has begun.
Steel armour to strike the blow, splattering the blood of your foes in the sky.
Death. Devotion. Pride
ALL PIGS MUST DIE.
Cities must burn and your land will be ours.
Skyscrapers fall, Death smiles at your eyes.
Barriers will fall, all opposition erased.
Vukovar, Sarajevo, endless carnage
Death. Devotion. Pride
Solo: “Rock Around the Corpse” by M.D. Montagna
Steel Armour to strike the blow, splattering the blood of your foes in the sky.
Crush resistance with fierce devotion, all opposition erased.
Sharpened weapons against the enemy. Genocide has begun.
Vukovar, Sarajevo, no crown for the dead.
Death. Devotion. Pride
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Anti-human Propaganda
03:12
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ANTI-HUMAN PROPAGANDA
Dreadful weapons in your hands.
Sounds of violence, thousand plagues.
Crucifixion of a race.
Howling fury, waves of flesh.
We’ve unleashed new winds of death.
Nameless flies on the walls of silence.
No mercy, no pity for you.
Harmony of murder and a spell on your grave.
We’ll prevail this generation of useless idols and rotten rats.
World of Worms! Your gods will die.
This morbid sunset holds the keys of my wrath.
Seeds of hate, in the depth of the Earth.
Replace the throne of the false prophet with mud.
The plow of Justice will tear away the opposition.
A nation built upon the blood of its sons
Its armies comes marching in, through ashes and decay.
Solo: “Doomsday on Arrival” by M.D. Montagna
Corridors full of bones.
Ash and blood mark the walls of your Palace.
Mountain of shame overhangs your crowns.
Ephemeral kings of despair.
Our scythe will overthrow your towers, and your neck will hang from our ropes.
Panzer! Panzer! Cry for your vengeance.
Fire! Fire! Scream for your victory.
We’ll prevail this generation of useless idols and rotten rats.
World of Worms! Your gods will die.
We’ll prevail this generation of useless idols and rotten rats.
World of Worms!
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Chains Of Misery
04:10
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CHAINS OF MISERY
Bow to your grotesque destiny.
Bow to your weakness.
You, who replaced Justice with Mercy.
Nil is what you deserve.
You, seeking, chasing the flag that you define
What's your destiny?
Listen to what you expect
Justify yourself, victim of nothing.
Try to summon your poor existence.
The world is not the stage of your defeats
There's a day coming, to you to crawl.
Justify yourself, little man, victim of nothing.
What's your destiny?
Listen to what you expect
Justify yourself, victim of nothing.
What you want is what you'll get.
Another hopeless speech…
Bow to your grotesque destiny.
Bow to your weakness.
Come taste the power of what you create.
Bow to your grotesque destiny.
Bow to your weakness.
The burning dawn of the end.
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Celebration Of The Weak
04:24
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CELEBRATION OF THE WEAK
The breath of consciousness tears apart the flowers of my youth.
You, the wolf behind my brain, devour my form and my being.
The unconventional existence of these instruments of life,
are the embodiment of my fear, of all that I can dream.
Escape the lake of wonder and command your fears.
Destructive. Rest in the hands of fault and breathe.
Intimidate. Pathetic game you create I must destroy.
Havoc .. The ruins of old must be disclosed in another reality.
Perception of Reality
To serve is to justify
The unconventional existence of these instruments of life,
are the embodiment of my fear, of all that I can dream.
I gaze your chains of misery
Lost in the space of your wish
To demonstrate, to destroy the monster.
The smell of aggression, cuts your wings.
Reality! Feel me. No, I can't dominate your chains of fear.
Death! Understanding future looking at the past.
Scorn! I spawned the snake of fear that is swallowing you.
Late! The blindfold of illusion, mental icons.
The breath of consciousness tears apart the flowers of my youth.
You, the wolf behind my brain, devour my form and my being.
Destructive. Rest in the hands of fault and breathe.
Intimidate. Pathetic game you create I must destroy.
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Usque Ad Finem
03:39
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USQUE AD FINEM
Load another bullet - We're still playing.
Run with the devil - Choose a man to kill.
My flesh crawls, as a cockroach on the ground.
Purge my hands with blood of the fallen.
I – Walked the silent chamber
No doors to open, terror rains on me
Hateful hands of metal
I grin and close my eyes running.
I'm not fallen yet never back down, never quit.
No hoax. Grandeur of a man speaks with force.
I'm still standing, no tombstone bears my name.
All is gone, but I see a new dawn today.
Solo: “A Crooked Chime” by M.D. Montagna
These are not my last words, arise from the dead.
Forced to look into the mirror, I see me.
Forced to stay into this prison.
These are not my last words. My end is yet to come.
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