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Band's list Thrash Black Aura Noir Deep Dreams of Hell
Compilation, Released date : 2005 - Karmageddon Media

RATING SOM : 12/20
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Tracklist
1. Deep Tracts of Hell
2. Released Damnation
3. Swarm of Vultures
4. Blood Unity
5. Slasher
6. Purification of Hell
7. The Spiral Sear
8. The Beautiful, Darkest Path
9. Broth of Oblivion
10. To Wear the mark
11. The Rape
12. Forlorn Blessings to the Dreamking
13. Dreams Like Deserts
14. Angel Ripper
15. Snake
16. Mirage
17. Released Damnation
18. Broth of Oblivion
19. Tower of Limbs and Fevers
20. Mirage

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Lyrics

1. DEEP TRACTS OF HELL

I can scarcely lay claim to flesh.
Though it is dreamed for, wept for.
And it shines like dark gems.

...It is the noise and the dancing,
And their joyless hearts.
And all the pleasures one might have.

Derelict tracts of hell.

Then all these slices came through to my hands.
To erupt in welcoming darkness.
And it shines like streams of pain.

...It is the hearse and the vulture
And their swollen yarn.
And all the breath to mourn them with.

This is the tune of sparks,
The tone of relentlessness.
The spiral scar.

This is the wounds that sneers,
The trance of creedence.
You are my art.


2. RELEASED DAMNATION

My heart sets afire the seas
The burning waves crush mountains of dreams
Eternal the fear of torture
Released damnation forever

Come to my shores and I shall crucify your soul
Feel the violent steel - Feel that Satan's won

And I am the wind - I'll blow through miles of burning souls
And through heaven's gates
Search through halls of white and chambers of gold
Then I'll kill you again


3. SWARM OF VULTURES

Come swarm with me, come grind the carver.
Come paw the skin, come slay the harvest.
Come lick the sky, come reach the heavens.
Each grain of flesh, each drop of pleasures.

The dustcloud of our lust,
Redeemed in hate.
Deodorize our claws of rot.
Wash them clean of taste.

...And we swarm towards the sun or the creedence of it.
...And we whip the sky for blessings or for the joy of it.


4. BLOOD UNITY

I've been chasing blood
Turned my back on gold
I have chosen black
All for you

'Cause

Father, this is my hell
Created with hate for life
The wars I have all won
Com march with me tonight
(With might (huh!))

Meet my love of life-
A wound open wide
I lick it clean with pride
Take me

Father, my blood is yours
Unite your soul with mine
Please don't let me down
Let me serve by your side


5. SLASHER

Flying lord, God of all times.
Swept in rage as we left it.
As its gold whips our minds.
And fierce tongue scratches our eyes.

Wake me from my sleep,
And lead me gently (on my way) to hell.

And it would rain in waves.
Or in clouds of ashes.
And wash off all taste.
And creep into my spotless heart.

My tears in a tin box.
Bubbling, seething, covered with flies.
Its grace leaves me tender.

My eyes, wrapped in plastic.
Swarming, curdling, wretched inside
Its beauty makes me blind.

The sky turns vaster.
It rains in flesh.
Its elegance wakes my slumber.
And turns me into hate.


6. PURIFICATION OF HELL

Gates of madness
Gates of harm
I long for your endlessness
And to feel your blades

Vast sceneries drenched in blood
A thousand fires that reek of death
Halls of torment - let us in!
We'll show them pain

Night warriors, I summon thee
It's time for bloodshed
Come on and rape the daylight
I want whores and untrue sons of Satan
Dead

Eternal furnace fire-
The only light I need
No lambs of Christ could take me higher-
It's in hell that I must bleed


7. THE SPIRAL SEAR

One heartbeat rips
The spiral scar.
The spiral breeze.

I grant my lips,
The spiral greed.
In all my praise, with all my trust.

I swear my claim in a crest of rain,
And a column of radiant desire.
My gloss forlorned, my play of horns.
And the music of sweet fire.

The mourners they weep,
Thought greets the feathered King.
The veil of rot now sings:

"For in the beautiful insane, lies the Equinox scarred.
With souls of flies and spiral hearts.
Yes, it is I. Glowing in your hand.
With all grace of hell, marbled in sand."

The serpent leaps to face
The quest of flesh and bone.
And to reap this spiral tone.


8. THE BEAUTIFUL, DARKEST PATH

I dream of you
I am drawn to you
I drink with you

You showed me black
I drank your blood
Then I saw the beautiful, darkest path

So feast on my flesh
Let me feel your flame and ride the stars with you
I am forever yours

You showed me black
I drank your blood
Then I saw the beautiful, darkest path

And as I walked the path grew wider
Infernal landscapes were revealed
I cried your name, knelt
Down and listened:
Tormented everlasting screams.
Guided by a savage serpent
And a thousand vultures flew with me


9. BORTH OF OBLIVION

Sourceless, rythmless, heartless.
I scan the desert.
Since I, in my beasthood saw the dancers there.
As my hands, two tiny figures, came visible,
Like a carniver of flesh.
A union of monstrosities.

Curveless, boundless, eyeless.
I flee from the source of my agony.
Since I, in my beasthood, took form
In new, alien anatomies.
My limbs towering, mounting in celebration.
Murmuring the approval of new glories;
New threats, new intimacy.

With this, I am fit to charm the Devil.
Sneering down my pale face.
I am erect with his anger and lust.
I am the grace of them all.

Still sneering, drooling, floating.
Breeding curves of hell.
And shreds of pre-human gloss.
This softens those songs to dust.


10. TO WEAR THE MARK

I wear the belt of hate
I wear the robe of sin
I wear the armour of demons
I wear the mark of Satan

I am the warlord
I am the knife
I am the thunderstorms
I am the vulture

I drink from lakes of sorrow
I drink from lakes of hell
I drink from lakes of evil
I drink from lakes of torment


11. THE RAPE

Merry, you may be.
For I am the flesh in your tounge.
Create to yourself, images of these
Glass-eyed figures,
And expose to me, your skin -
Whorish as ever.
They speak to me, your pores, your veins,
In a rush of melancholy.
In a stream of misantrophy.

Remove the carpet, so I may be
United with the shades of these.

Blind my eyes,
Still I will see - presence, visuality.
I grant you my pale hands,
Still I will feel - shape, contoures.

Please leave.
In me you wont find any pity,
As the dog that howls for the light in my eyes -
The stench or your nakedness,
No smell for a mourner like me.
So, please leave.
In here you won't find any pity.
Tour kisses were as hell itself.

Be silent, for I am the flesh in your tounge.
Only I can wear vast costumes of time, and still be present
"So, hereby I rape thee."


2. FORLORN BLESSINGS TO THE DREAMKING

Oh, how I faint when I call upon your aid.
Feeling the loss of burden and
hearing cries from flowers raped.
When you alone set kingdom on fire,
I admire the beauty of love lost and hellish desire.

As your slave.
How can I ride upon hillsides
When the beasts that beares me is at war
With the sight of me?
Shall I tend to your desire?

Let him feed on the sluts that spat on me...
...Let me.

My eyes and my heart is at war with them.
Let me, and I shall carry you and throw you
Into waters that kept me and mine alive.
Share the joy with me, fiery one.

My art given you life.
My tones makes you weep and moan.

"Listen, the corpse blesses forlorn."
...Let me.


3. DREAMS LIKE DESERTS

Leave me with my tragedies,
Those who stick to me like wet leaves
In the (dry) sunlight.
My face is frozen, byt my eyes still see,
For I am in your dreams and fantasies

Leave me with my misery,
The one who cover me with glory
And enter me like a slave in the dry sunlight.
That light that burned my face
To what you can see, a tragedy...
...It sculptured me...
For I am your dreams and fantasies.

Dreams, like deserts.
Dreams, like stone.
Dreams from flesh to bone.
Dreams, like deserts.
Dreams that moan,
For I am in your twilight-zone.

Leave me with my destiny, the one who lick my scars.
The one who grants its flesh to me,
And to my marbled anxiety.
My soul is frozen, my flesh is weak,
For I am dreams and fantasies


14. ANGEL RIPPER

(No lyrics available)


15. SNAKE

Sweet scent coloured these,
The realm of sweet snakes that tortured me.
If everlasting burdens should enter
Such, as the everlasting torment of hell.

Sweet rape, honour these:
The souls of sweet snakes that denoured me.
If glorious destruction would embalm
Such, as the moments carresed by enlightened ones.

"Even the earth can't grant us a common grave."


16. MIRAGE

A parade of ghosts brought these
Innocent feelings to where innocent itself was brought to.
To view the rush of female tempests.

My Sculptured face
Turns and twists by the sound of my own (horrid) laughter.
Awoken by the sight?
Ha! False lies have taken place in me...
(Words of lust heard from vast buildings).

That is the mirage you longed for.

So, amuse me.
Amuse me with the bitter glance in your eyes.
As I forsake you with my forlorn beauty.
...And expose to you, the garden of gods in my hand.

The glance turns to a gleam.

A parade of thoughts encircle my
Throne and whisper to me, words of beauty.
And I caress these.

...And open wound in the palm of my hand...
The sky is no longer clear.
That is the mirage we longed for


17. RELEASED DAMNATION

My heart sets afire the seas
The burning waves crush mountains of dreams
Eternal the fear of torture
Released damnation forever

Come to my shores and I shall crucify your soul
Feel the violent steel - Feel that Satan's won

And I am the wind - I'll blow through miles of burning souls
And through heaven's gates
Search through halls of white and chambers of gold
Then I'll kill you again


18. BROTH OF OBLIVION

Sourceless, rythmless, heartless.
I scan the desert.
Since I, in my beasthood saw the dancers there.
As my hands, two tiny figures, came visible,
Like a carniver of flesh.
A union of monstrosities.

Curveless, boundless, eyeless.
I flee from the source of my agony.
Since I, in my beasthood, took form
In new, alien anatomies.
My limbs towering, mounting in celebration.
Murmuring the approval of new glories;
New threats, new intimacy.

With this, I am fit to charm the Devil.
Sneering down my pale face.
I am erect with his anger and lust.
I am the grace of them all.

Still sneering, drooling, floating.
Breeding curves of hell.
And shreds of pre-human gloss.
This softens those songs to dust.


19. TOWER OF LIMBS AND FEVERS

(No lyrics available)


20. MIRAGE

A parade of ghosts brought these
Innocent feelings to where innocent itself was brought to.
To view the rush of female tempests.

My Sculptured face
Turns and twists by the sound of my own (horrid) laughter.
Awoken by the sight?
Ha! False lies have taken place in me...
(Words of lust heard from vast buildings).

That is the mirage you longed for.

So, amuse me.
Amuse me with the bitter glance in your eyes.
As I forsake you with my forlorn beauty.
...And expose to you, the garden of gods in my hand.

The glance turns to a gleam.

A parade of thoughts encircle my
Throne and whisper to me, words of beauty.
And I caress these.

...And open wound in the palm of my hand...
The sky is no longer clear.
That is the mirage we longed for

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