Watain
Corona Mortis
1. Sacred Damnation
IOLENCE! IN HOLY BRIMSTONE PLUMED
WILD DESTRUCTION SOVEREIGN
THE BEAST SUBLIME
A WOLF UPON THE RIDGE AT NIGHT
HUNGRY IS THE DARK
FROM WHERE EXTENDS THE RADIANT BLADE
HELD STEADILY AT MY THROAT
IT HAS SHARPENED MY VOICE
SO THAT IT ONE DAY MAY PIERCE
WHATEVER STANDS BEFORE ME
RAISED FROM AFFLICTION TO THE MIGHTY HALLS
IN VENERATION OF THE DEVILGOD
RESONATING AS THE HEAVENS FALL
BORN OF THE POWER
THAT AUTHORS THE VEHEMENCE OF THE COBRAS THRUST
AND THE WILLINGNESS IN THE BLIND PERDITION OF THE STORM
IN CRUELTY SO UTTERLY PRECISE
A LEPROUS SMILE
BEHIND EACH PROPHETS NECK
THE ETERNAL CURSE
A BLACK WOUND HISSING
IN THE CHRIST FLESH
SO WE MAKE OUR OFFERING
WITH VOICE AND BLADE ALIKE
FROM THE FLAMES OF SACRIFICE
A SULPHUROUS SCENT
FROM AFFLICTION TO THE MIGHTY HALLS
TO THE KINGDOM OF THE DEVILGOD
WHERE FREEDOM IS THE ONLY LAW
OF IRON WILL IS THE ANVIL WROUGHT
ANOINTED WITH THE BLOOD OF TYRANTS
IN SACRED FLAME OUR VENGEANCE FORGED
ONE SINGLE STAB TO PENETRATE THE ARMOR OF OUR FOES
AS TRUTH IS TOLD, THEIR LAWS DENIED
THEIR HEAVEN SPENT, DAMNATION SANCTIFIED
2. Ultra (Pandemoniac)
What madness stirs in the depths of the dark?
Ever so near...
Like forlorn beasts of prey stalking their captor
Unholy revenants
Manifestation of the curse that gnaws
Like shards in the folds of flesh
Sanctity begotten in damnations womb
Abominations in the presence of whom
The fertile seeds of iniquity deep in the heart
Begin to germinate and take form
Eyes for teeth and teeth for eyes
Teeth that see and eyes that bite
Through the gates of the night
Wild and free - The Power
Pandemoniac
Their trail is marked by a residue of nameless rage
And the severed hands of the thieves that sway
In winds that howl forevermore through the abyss
And rise at will
Up from the Netherworld
3. Morbid Visions (Sepultura cover)
Yeah
The Roman empire has crucified the messiah
The bestial power as suffered for your god
Feared by this power, the cross he'll carry
And visions of destruction, this night you'll see
Crucified, killed, buried
Sacrificed messiah
Kneeled down, blood stained
The Christians, today they still cry
But the bastards adore images
Remembrances from the past, from the crucifixion
Rotting Christ, nailed to cross
From the semen of the mankind
We'll spread our seed
And we'll show to the devoted
The truth, painful truth
Cry preachers
Because your gods have forgotten
The Antichrist there is to prove
Death and destruction will still reign
4. Angel of Disease (Morbid Angel cover)
Your plastic souls melt within cauldrons burning black
Chanting to the Ancient Ones, chants of broken lines
Kneel before the altar, sacrifice is made
It is pleasing to the ones most ancient of the days
They call the prince of disease, messenger of the Absu
Carry through the icy winds our curse upon their church
Hanging helpless above the pentagram
Sacrifice swings within leather noose
Sing the ancient hymn that makes the Absu roll
Raise the rusty knife, let loose the blood of Kingu
Sudden death throws off the balance that's within the sky
Priest calls forth infernal names to the ones beyond the gate
Angel of disease one who shuns the light
Shub Niggurath goat with one thousand young
Praise the beast, the chanting grew
Praise the beast with virgin blood
Praise the beast with soul and mind
Praise the beast and show the sign
Bind their kings in iron chains
Execute the judgment for them
Come and taste the fleshy pleasures
Orgies of endless time
Beneath the rolling for hate ignites their eyes
From their graves the dead rise to answer Nammtar's call
On a twisted cross the virgin corpse hangs
They blacken out the sun and burn the elder gods
Morbid priest calling forth
Abominations of the sky
Kutulu meets in the void
Ancient Ones rule once more
5. Angelrape
Feel the coming of a storm
Of wrath burning red as blood
Thundering forth
With poison in veins and death in the eyes
Under banners as mirrors reflecting
The darkness above and below
And the eye...
The eye that is him
Bonecrush, bloodlust
Behold the remains of jehova in the dust
Suffocate, Desecrate
For Satan's return - Angelrape
Warlust fill my veins
As bullets in the heart of humanity
Darkness drown me
As carnal shreds of light soaked in blood
Cursed to wander
And to eternally despise
Forever to stride
For evil never dies...
The beauty of destruction
The passion of death
Immortalized
In your ashes
Bonecrush, bloodlust
Behold the remains of jehova in the dust
Suffocate, Desecrate
For Satan's return - Angelrape
6. Towards the Sanctuary
I am he that move in the valleys
Of the damned, making haste
Persistent like the rasps at chains of the world
Into perpetual dementia the crossroads twirl
Here at the eye of the storm
But from an unusual tree my cane was cut
And it is ever by my side
Wherever leads the trail
Whatever burden that oppress the heart
Where sorrows thrive
And shadows linger everlasting
On vacant thrones
Behold a river aflow
Winding and twisting, back to its source
There goes our way
Through everlasting decay
To where the Temple stands eternally
Ours is a path of power
Edged by the remmants of the slain
Long have we walked upon it
But ours is the patience of the pilgrim
Who journeys against the tide
Ever towards the Sanctuary
Beyond the shores of life and Death
For it has made me a defier of every law
That robs my kind of liberty and grace
I am he that move in the valleys of the damned
And none shall lessen my pace
Besieged, expired and undone
The waste, from whence I am gone
Behold the last of stars ascend
To mark the return
To the night without end
Where goes our way
Through everlasting decay
To where, the Temple stands eternally
In words, in deed
In scars that ever bleed
On towards the Sanctuary forever
Ours in triumph and eternal Death
7. Casus Luciferi
From the vaults below the desert-temple
to the throne among the stars
In the hearts of us, your children, oh divine luminary;
Thou shineth!
Like sunbeams penetrating the foundations of the earth
thine grace ignites the seeds of creation
And in our veins is stillness, as your shadows come to life,
for they are like whispers speaking of...
...death in heaven!
Behold the black cloud of corpselike birds
Their wings are on fire
And their song has turned backwards
A morbid cacophony singing of a new dawn...
Burn my flesh, thou light of lights!
Most eminent perfection, most magnificent of sights
Mark me with thee, stainless Ar!
Most real, so clear and bright they shine both eye and star
Descend upon the dead, black sky!
By a grace of just one glance they all will die
Pour the bitter wine of salvation into our blood!
And let our scars form rivers flooding the kingdom of their god
Let the immense gates of heaven open
Let the dawn of justice come
When a thousand pale and silenced faces
turn towards the sky,
to behold in fear and wonder how the firmanent turns dark
by the sound of a lonely trumpet calling
And countless birdlike carrions fall reeking from above,
embedded in a red glow telling of...
...A burning dawn!
For this sunrise shall not wake you by the foul light of christ,
but by Satan's fire burning in your eyes
And the thundering voice of a lion over the plains of man
shall proclaim the horned phoenix' final rise
For it is not rain that falls tonight from the black, ominous sky,
but sulphur tears from the last flock of birds
And the wind carries the smell of death, from the agony in their hearts,
as they fly in nameless fear towards...
Luciferion!
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