Gromm
Pilgrimage Amidst the Catacombs of Negativism
1. Necroscope
Rumbling with petrified bones
Fragments are revolving
Fragments of the dead flow slowly
In Death’s kaleidoscope
Step in a void
Falling gives wings of fire
Flying through the tunnel of shades
Watching panorama of dieing
Necroscope
Necroscope
Necroscope
Visions of the fragments
Fragments of dead god
Merging in sinister sights
Remains slowly flow
Metamorphosis of life
At the Death’s arena
Necroscope
Necroscope
Necroscope
Visions of the fragments
Fragments of dead god
Once great power
Now just a dust
Once great pyre
Now ashes just
Debris of heavens garden
Limbo of Demiurge
Blessed by Danse Macabre
Cold white silence whispering a dirge
2. Crown of Rust
Drowning in deathshead
Raising from murk
Heralds of nihilism
Blazons of necrocosm
Goblet of poison
Into cauldron of life
Paradise’s ruins
Are running wild
Terror, terror
Fading eyes
Are seeing lights
Of sulphur stars
Crown of Rust
Stigma burns
Crown of Rust
Throne of Thorns
Gazing astonished
At splendor of rust
Drink vappa
Crawl in dust
Regalia of shackles
Existence’s catacombs
Via Dolorosa
From a womb to a tomb
Terror, terror
Fading eyes
Are seeing lights
Of sulphur stars
Crown of Rust
Stigma burns
Crown of Rust
Throne of Thorns
3. Cold Thorns
Replete of heretical venom
Thorns are growing
Bursting through the souls
Impaling the world
Poisonous tips are scratching
The paunch of heavens
Lacerate by million claws
The holy vellum
Celestial flash of fake kingdom
Is covered with saprogenic wounds
New metastasises inside of Jehovah
Pestilent ichor floods
The thorns are growing
The thorns are growing
Cold thorns… Cold thorns
In the pulsing radiance of Darkness
Amidst the hoar
Rise the grotesque silhouettes
Of pale phantoms
The saturnine sculptures carven of
Petrified shadows
The fulgent thorns inject into the veins
The Black mercury of intolerance
Ophidian spinous stalks
Upraise into abyss
Spearing the sacral abscess’ cassock
The Tree of Blasphemy
Cold thorns… cold thorns
Sacrilege!
4. Nihilism Arsenal
We don’t want to know
The names of your gods
We don’t want to know
Your retard ideas
Mocking at your life
Despising your ideas
Extinguishing the light
And breaking all seals
Bite the dirt, wallow in slab
Slash your veins and try to rehab
We need not your dreams
Of past and future
We need not prolixity
Of your shallow slogans
Chop with rusty axe
Your essense’s gnarled tree
Vandalize, befoul
The existence of thee
Nihilism Arsenal
Nihilism Arsenal
Spikewise Nihilism
Spikewise Nihilism
5. The Pest of Black Metal
In the void of Chaos
Shapeless fire burns
In the rabid vortex
Voice of Darkness drones
Ominous hymns
Seeds of black
Spread the disease
Heavens will wrack
The Pest of Black Metal
The Pest of Black Metal
Unholy march
Spiritual plague
Drives in a soul
Blasphemous nails
Abuse and refuse
Walk the dark path
Blessed by sin
Black Metal mass
The Pest of Black Metal
The Pest of Black Metal
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