At the Gates
Slaughter of the Soul
- Blinded by fear 3:12
- Slaughter of the soul 3:02
- Cold 3:28
- Under a serpent sun 3:59
- Into the dead sky 2:13
- Suicide nation 3:36
- World of lies 3:35
- Unto others 3:11
- Nausea 2:24
- Need 2:36
- The flames of the end 2:57
Blinded by Fear
'We are blind to the
World within us,
Waiting to be born'
I cast aside my chains
Fall from reality
Purgatory unleashed
Now burn the face of the earth
Purgatory unleashed
Now burn the face of the earth
The face of all your fears
All your fears unleashed
The face of all your fears
Born of the demon sky
Twisting reality
Sweet nauseating pain
Is death the only release?
nauseating pain
Is death the only release?
The face of all your fears
All your fears unleashed
The face of all your fears
I cast aside my chains
Fall from reality
Suicidal disease
The face of all your fears
Now covered with sores
Humanity exiled
Purgatory unleashed
Now burn the face of the earth
Purgatory unleashed
Now burn the face of the earth
The face of all your fears
All your fears unleashed
The face of all your fears
Slaughter of the Soul
Never again
On your forcefed illusions to choke
You feed off my pain
Feed off my life
There won't be another dawn
We will reap as we have sown
Always the same
My tired eyes have seen enough
Of all your lies
My hate is blind
There won't be another dawn
We will reap as we have sawn
Slaughter of the soul
Suicidal final art
Children - born of sin
Tear your soul apart
Never again
My tired eyes have seen enough
Of all your lies
My hate is blind
There won't be another dawn
We will reap as we have sawn
Slaughter of the soul
Suicidal final art
Children - born of sin
Tear your soul apart
'Men must attempt to develop
in themselves and their children
liberation from the sense of self
...men must be free from
boundaries, patterns and
consistencies in order to be free
to think, feel and create in new ways'
- Luke Rhinehart, 'The Diceman'
1971
Cold
To rid the earth of the filth
To rid the earth of the lies
The will to rise above
Tearing my inside out
I feel my soul go cold
Only the dead are smiling
To rid your heart of all lies
Their poison tongues, poison hearts
Burning cold...
Now let the final darkness fall
I feel my soul go cold
Only the dead are smiling
'...The dream of the new disease
On wings of euphoria...
Sucking terror from the needle scars...'
22 years of pain
And I can feel it closing in
The will torise above
Tearing my inside out
I feel my soul go cold
Only the dead are smiling
Under a Serpent Sun
Web of corruption thick with deceit
The language of destruction, the slaughter of the meek
Under a serpent sun - we shall all live as one
No rest for the wicked, the children of god
The final retribution, the final curtain torn
Within us - the flames of the end
Survival of the fittest, the hunt for the sacred game
Under a serpent sun - we shall all live as one
Children of chaos - born of holocaust seed
Inherit the addiction, angels of genocide breed
Within us - the flames of the end
Survival of the fittest, the hunt for the sacred game
Under a serpent sun - we shall all live as one
Sweetfleshed, hellbent creature
Artist of the fevered soul
Heavenly, venomous rapture
Stricken numb by fear I fall
Into the Dead Sky
'Recently it has become possible for man to
chemically alter his mental state and thus alter
his point of view. He than can restructure
his thinking and change his language so that his thoughts
bear more relation to his life and his problems,
therefore approaching them more sanely...'
- the 13th floor elevators
Suicide Nation
Utopia - lost in chaos
As the sky turns black
Suicide legacy
There is no turning back
Retribution answers cold
Moving in for the kill
Deep hideous festering
Bestial spidemic, repulsive need
Control, control
Suicide nation
Mass-appeal, death-addiction
Dead but dreaming
Restrained by phobia, brainwashed into submission
Control, control
Suicide - jaws locked around your spine
'The face of evil is always the face of total need...'
- W.S.Burroughs, 'Deposition:
Testimony concerning a sickness'
Retribution answers cold
Moving in for the kill
Deep hideous festering
Bestial spidemic, repulsive need
Control, control
Suicide - jaws locked around your spine
World of Lies
Degeneration tears your blackened eyes
The final descent for the last in life
No joy in our tired lives - the torment builds inside
The sun sets forever on a world of lies
World of lies
World of lies
Non-divine
Release me
Demonic vultures feed on your mind
Disarmed of all your pride you die
No life in our alien eyes - the blind lead the blind
The sun sets forever on the non-divine
Non-divine
World of lies
Non-divine
Release me
Final psychotic eclipse
Painted in the colours of war
Final psychotic eclipse
A world drenched in blood
Degeneration tears your blackened eyes
The final descent for the last in life
No joy in our tired lives - the torment builds inside
The sun sets forever on a world of lies
World of lies
World of lies
Non-divine
Release me
'And it's his illusions about what
constitutes the real world which are
inhibiting him...
His reality, his reason, his society
...these are what must be destroyed'
- Luke Rhineheart, 'the Dice Man'
- 1971
Final psychotic eclipse
Painted in the colours of war
Final psychotic eclipse
A world drenched in blood of the innocent
Unto Others
You gold high the banner of self-deceit
Encaged in the dogmas of life, you join the elite
My judas-window stays shut - shut forever more
My judas-window stays shut - shut forever more
You mock the weak for not giving you their trust
In your world of make beleive, where statues turn to dust
My judas-window stays shut - shut forever more
My judas-window stays shut - shut forever more
You walk through what is me
Stare blind - cannot see
Your thoughts flee to a different land
They are free, but you are bound
Silenced forever, the walls are closing in
The keys to our damnation - burial within
My judas-window stays shut - shut forever more
My judas-window stays shut - shut forever more
Nausea
Release me from your world of lies
I cannot bear this pain
Degenerate machinery
The monsters we create
Nausea, oh sweet nausea
Genetic barcode hell
Mental genocide
Repulsive human shells
Choke on the fruits of life
Nausea, oh sweet nausea
Cold stare, starving eyes
Blinded, tired lives
Release me from this pain
Unknown to man
Nausea, oh sweet nausea
Cold stare, starving eyes
Blinded, tired lives
Release me from this pain
Unknown to man
'The family structure,
victory over adversity
through the family.
Mix the god and country
add the ten hour day
and you had what was needed...'
-C. Bukowski, 'Ham On Rye'
Need
'...Because of my love for all living
...I choose to die...'
Open me, with your kiss of steel
End my pain- set me free
For we are enslaved, forever enslaved
Open me, with your kiss of steel
End my pain - set me free
Live only to die some more
Need - killing yourself to live
For we are enslaved, forever enslaved
lay your fears to rest, let your dreams awake
For we are enslaved, forever enslaved
Lay your hate to rest - open me...
The Flames of the End
'Humanity - the living end, a walking disease
Beyond good and evil, the flesh that never rests
The flames of the end inside us rest'
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