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!