Sonic Reign
Raw Dark Pure
1. Deceit Doctrine
Hunger left scars on their blank faces
The claw that keeps grabbing the thin string
Starved out wrecks
Reaching for the crown
Though its weight will only fasten
Their fall into the void
Tumbling towards the light
Towards the missing sense
Staring eyes following the movable new sun
Drove of vermin
Attracted by the reek of putrefaction
Of a dying system
Descend
Into the void
Descend
Into the void
Above there's just below
Descending, always descending
On the downward spiral
They walk the Earth
Beyond the reach of God's face
There's still room in Hell
Descend
Into the void
Descend
Into the void
2. Fucked Up but Glorious
Marching in step to the pyre
To set tomorrow aflame
A warm glowing funeral feast
In the jittering red of a stillborn dawn
The exhilarating voice
The drowned out presence so bittersweet
The lifeless illusion of future
Strangling the here and now
Put to fucking death
Choking, raping, hating claws
Fucking torn asunder
Only fear can give birth
To that kind of hatred
That holds the powers
To recreate its mother
A hatred that has nothing to lose itself
A hatred that lets other lose everything they are
Nail an idea to the cross and it will grow
The warm pulse will slow its rhythm
Out of the silence in between it appears as vade-mecum
So fucked up but glorious
So filthy but pure
Appears the cankering beauty in our appetite to be
Furor in words - just a naked skeleton unable to move
But once you filled it with flesh it brings you everywhere
And draws a border between what's true or not
Defiance of autarky
Must lead to vicious conspiracy
Degrading the whores
Leading the nations that are
In defiance of autarky
Must lead to vicious conspiracy
Degrading the whores
Degrading the parasitic nations
Furor
Fucking furor
3. Reminiscence of Imperial Wrath
The black flame has been burned
Through declared dead it was and will be burning in our ill-will
Towards the ones who pervert life and fate
It's raging in our art
Lamently purifies our hearts
Ensouled by it we are
This flesh is doomed to decay
But the torch will reach strong hands to come
And though the populace may have forgotten it
It's there and growing with their impudence
It's growing
It's growing with their infamy
And both their growing fast and constantly
A piece of Hell on our human necks
It's the reminiscence of imperial wrath
No mercy for the self possessed, the ignorant
Our flame will illuminate their turpitude
In our collective being it will take its second shape
The emperor returns with death on his lips
If you dig his Earth you'll sink in his ground
You'll feel the abyss
You know it's there
Even though you can't see it
In the cold breath in your neck
When the circle of interest tightens around you
In your bleeding darkness
When splinters of halo cut your skin
Conceived by the few
feared by the masses
Exalted by the few
And damned by the masses
No mercy for the self possessed, the ignorant
Our flame will illuminate their turpitude
In our collective being it will take its second shape
The emperor returns with death on his lips
If you dig his Earth you'll sink in his ground
You'll feel the abyss
You know it's there
4. The Martyr Urge
Lifeless bodies fall and others rise to follow their traces into darkness
Dust on their names dust on their way forgotten monuments
In the pale light of yesterday
To reach beyond the common
We must walk the path of spiritual strength
Neglectful of the risk to lose our hold
We must eliminate all that threats to destroy us
We must hold our heads high and never follow the martyr urge
Those who bow down without hesitation
With no sting of doubt in their chest
Sometimes march for the wrong leaders
We must free ourselves from this oppression
(Perform) aggressive measures to regain our sovereignty
We are the incarnation of an idea which time has come
And a memorial for mankind's pride not to rise too high
We're the cure some say we are the poison
Fate will smile upon us and the world shall stop to tremble
The gun in our hands points no longer at ourselves
It is turned towards the faces of decadence
Towards the so-called leaders that betray their people
And will shoot them to pieces
Fire
We are the plague of tyrants
We are the crown of thrones
We preach enlightenment to the aimless and the dim
We will bring down what brings us down
And time shall not forget our names
Come free yourself follow our way and defeat death
To reach beyond the common
You must walk the path of spiritual strength
Neglectful of the risk to lose your hold
You must eliminate all the treats to destroy you
You must hold your heads high and never follow the martyr urge
5. Salt
Take the rope off your neck
And sit by my side
Have a rest in the dark
The purity in the essence of existence
Unhinges the rootless
And pushes them in the cold
Th inevitable, the unbearable
Sometimes both at once
Simplicity and intricacy tucked into flesh
The unaffordable gift of being wrested
From the (jaws of the) void
Is the
Salt on our existence
That's burning in our wounds
Salt on our existence
It burns, it burns, I burn
The purity in the essence of existence
Unhinges the rootless
The purity in the essence of existence
Pushes them in the cold
The aura of unseizable viritlity
Strength leaks through your shivering fingers
And flavors the base of your substance
Salt on our existence
Burning in our wounds
Salt on our existence
It burns, it burns, it burns, it burns
Salt on our existence
Salt on our existence
6. Tyrant Blessed
Take him off the cross
It's him who needs a delivering savior
Bound to the cold woods
They are one
No deliverance
Just food for our guilt
What a merciful fate we received
Indeed we are the blessed
An uninvited guest who's staying
He seeds wind amongst his hosts
And harvests the flourishing storm
Spilling red wine on their altar
The procession leads towards inner emptiness
Towards fear and the need of an idol
It leads away from our own flame which fades away
Blessed are the blind
The servants of the wordless
For they don't see the masquerade of their own kind
Damned to turn the other cheek
To beg for his mercy
Damned to live their lifes in his shadow
The chalice of ignorance
Is reached from mouth to mouth
And quenches the thirst of the world
This juice may drown the world
But it won't touch our lips
We will not wait for the funeral winds
To pass us the promised wings
No repressed pride - no restricted self
We will take what can be taken by living hands
7. To Rebel and to Fail
"The foreshadowing"
Resting in oneiric trance
Caught below the surface
The foreshadowing in the anguish visions
The repeated command
The repeated command to rise
It fills my ears it fills my mind
Rise!
"The eruption"
Wake and rise
The world unwise
Shall burn beneath your hands
Fill the oceans with fire
Take a deep short breath of life
Before you fade again in the dark water
That surrounds your deep red glowing shores
And fall for the last time
This time so loud that every ear turns deaf
By your good bye
Wake and rise above all mountains
IN a very last exertion
Let the sun itself look dark aside you
Turn to God for a second in eternity
Like a falling star bring them light
This time not enlightenment
But flames upon their skin
Teach them all the meanings of reverence
They seem to have lost
Within these years
Filled with darkness
And desertion
Inside the chest of Earth
Become a servant of anger
Let your heart pump it
All through your (dried out) veins
Let your pride get the upper hand a last time
And fucking, fucking rise
You rise and your light burns brighter
Than all the stars
The sky turns your throne
And you're the voice that's bearing time
Just a second in forever
Your lightning can be seen
But the memento will live
Through the glowing will die
Sink and become bleak
"The bleak"
The echo fades quickly
The command does not
The powers all burned up
The veins dry again
The newborn luminary
Toeing the line of its enviers
Now sink!
Drown in the light
The light of the others
Sink in the shadows
Get lost in the grey
But the memento will remain
The memento will live
8. Raw Dark Pure
Follow the road
To the land of sin
The venomous call of the commander inside your chest
Dance with the flames
That burn down this world
And spit on the ashes they leave
A preset way
Far-off the audience
Beginning in our reclaimed hearts
Canalizing the suppressed wrath
Leading ourselves out of the agony
Break the rusty chains and feel it!
Raw dark pure
A torrent that's sweeping the poisoned soil
Raw dark pure
The lifeless ones return in pride
Ideals turn to ashes
Washed down by the rain
Drenching the ground
Just to grow again
Echoes of hymns wake up the dead ears
Fill up the filthy rows longing for revolt
Penetrating the dead silence
Uniting what is one
A preset way
Far-off the audience
Leading ourselves out of the agony
Raw dark pure
A torrent that's sweeping the poisoned soil
Raw dark pure
The lifeless ones return in pride
Break the rusty chains and feel it!
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