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Innsmouth
01:47
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Shattered Existance
03:17
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"Victim.
A victim.
An offer to our lord.
enlight it with fear
a flavorfull demise.
We smell from here
your soul within your eyes"
I, who stand below dark waters
Felt the slime which filled your hunger
I, who stand before the triad
shall complete, the ritual of three.
Walk along the putrid gore
Of past ones profaned forever
We penetrate your flesh and bores.
To consumate your god's disaster
Thru the black swamp
Below the black sun
Following the currents
Great moon
reveals
the scripture of the elders
Human
contemplate
The greatness of our stench
Stare me, into my fluorescent eyes.
As I proclaim the blasphemous feast
Left this place, but wont leave this life.
Inside your mind shall reign the beast
So I wake, with inocence above me, but filled with the perturbation within.
None of my words could describe the horror, such grotesque as a slaugther's scream
The end is near. I hear a noise at the door.
God, that hand! The window! The window!
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Reign Upon Ulthar
03:44
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Slash them
Nail them
Smash them
Worship the father of the kill
Thou art tyrant and lord
Creatures among humane perfection
Shall meet their final ressurection
Take them down, as we stab'em across their gut
Crush their bones, take the skin inside the cut
Liquid among their feces
An ingredient to cook it's flesh.
The feline's head, the price of sacrifice.
The human fear keep us harmonized
The final breaths while I push my fingers across the scar
Our word is clear, we'llreign upon Ulthar.
Sinners, you've found our greater hate.
We take our form to consume your fate
brothers and sisters, have no pity
fear on their eyes, the blasphemy shall begin
The male is our to profane his mouth
Taste the fucking vomit as we pierce across his phallus
profanate the whore with seminal blessing
we bath the holy mother in her vaginal blood
The procreation on female's breasts.
The gore offer, leave no rests.
The final prayer, the bodies on a pentagram
Our word is clear, we will reign upon ulthar.
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Chant Of The Mountain
05:11
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Hatheg – kla, the holy mountain.
Where men of power desire to proclaim
Upon this majesty, unseen divines celebrate
The call to seed the son and procreate.
“Someday you yell at skies, upon the hill, proclaiming the name of thy father”
I will crucify my life
I will praise and sacrifice.
Guide the cattle to the slab
Altar Stone, our carnal stash
Our lord awakes from it's rest
Vital form begins to hatch.
Infantile abomination
A goat child, raised by the moon.
A pray of incantation.
Following fathernal's words of doom.
I shall devour the knowledge written in ancient blood.
Daemonic spell within my soul floods.
Ritual must be completed at the dawn
The one who moans and at the fire spawns.
Bestial creation shall reign.
Torn cunt by a majestic cock.
Supurated uterus in seminal green
Praise the mage for this delicious clit.
And thje powerfull sayings of my deceased grand father will echoes.
As my mother lays down with an horde of undersea creatures.
I cant bare such power that runs across greater generations.
An animal takes me down, leaving my brother alone
" So I rise
Abandoned
I will yell my father's name."
Yog Sothoth.
Yog Sothoth.
Yog Sothoth
Yog Sothoth
Father
I will crucify my life
I will praise and sacrifice.
Guide the cattle to the slab
Altar Stone, our carnal stash
Our lord awakes from it's rest
Vital form begins to hatch.
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O Espasmo e a Sabedoria
01:23
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6. |
Tentacle God
03:47
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Outer god
Ruler of all
Sovereign
Kneel, my slaves
Miri Nigri
Cosmic prophet
Utmost tyrant
on a planetary throne.
The anti-human chant
An octopus void
Devour the earth
I'm tentacle god
Unspeakable
greatest one
unimaginable divine
before it all
Awakening of sons
defiler of dreams
We'll write the history
in human excrement
The anti-human chant
An octopus void
Devour the earth
I'm tentacle god
None flesh's creation ahall save this aeon
Unsafe biblical words.
Our arms gaze reproductive entrances
The whore shall taste unknown pleasures.
A feast upon unholy signs, defile the house of "dei"
Dark green sun above the skies, a presage of the end.
Ovules emerging on a deceased mouth, the rise of oceanic sons.
Claiming for an shoal age, we build a shrine with fetus remains.
Eater of worlds
Sultan daemon
Finally
Rest in peaces.
Violate
Iconoclast
Azathoth
Exuberant.
The anti-human chant
An octopus void
Devour the earth
I will rape your fucking god.
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Arise, O Guardian
08:35
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When the oceans starts shaking
And the earth begins to crumbling.
Behold the grandeval
The summoning of the titan
The blackened sun
Astonishing dark green moon
Corrupter of dreams
comes to bring the word
Defiler
The eldest
The starborn darkbringer
The supreme goat
The keeper
of prophecies
awaiting for the caller
The eater of world.
When the woods start singing
And the trees begins to hurtling
Red flashings through the night
Revealing an orgiastic duty
The nymphs are screaming
Around crackling fire ring
From the gooey black swamp
The bassinet of the master son.
Defiler
The eldest
The starborn darkbringer
The supreme goat
The keeper
of prophecies
awaiting for the caller
The eater of world.
Cthulhu fhtagn
Lord of thunders, the king ov majestic waves
The promisser of a colossal under-realm.
We wait thy glorious day
Greater prince, envolve my hate
Arise, Oh Guadian.
From ancient rites we proclaim your name.
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn"
"O Thou that lieth dead but ever dreameth, Hear, Thy servant calleth Thee. Hear me O mighty Cthulhu! ' Hear me Lord of Dreams ! In Thy tower at R'lyeh They have sealed ye, but Dagon shall break Thy accursed bonds, and Thy Kingdom shall rise once more. The Deep Ones knoweth Thy secret Name, Thy lair; Give forth Thy sign that I may know Thy will upon the Earth. When death dies, Thy time shall be, and Thou shalt sleep no more; Grant me the power to still the waves, that I may hear Thy Call. In His House at R'lyeh Dead Cthulhu waits dreaming, yet He shall rise and His kingdom shall cover the Earth."
The breath ov seas
The balance ov existance
Unholy preacher
Ov past and future
We praise yer name.
We praise yer power.
Control this aeon
May the gods conquer us
The pulse of sacrament
surrounds the planet
Hybrid son
begins the ritual of three.
From the depths ov minds
He rises his tower
to polute the creed
contemplate his awakening.
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