1. ANNUS TERRIBILIS (PARASITE LOST)

..And so Apocalypse would come to pass.
This outbreak of catastrophe beyond any previous horror
This cataclysm of casualties beyond all disasters leading
To society‘s fracture and the undoing of all civilization
From within this schism war, sickness,
And strife were mercilessly brought to all of humanity
Those who seized wealth and power rose as oppressors
In a cruel system of Order.
Those without wallowed in poverty and servitude
Thoughts of rebellion have quick become acts of violence as
Fate sets the stage for this blood-soaked tragedy...
...And so it begins

2012, winter solstice, the clocks were striking thirteen
Wretched death was vomiting a sickly plague for all to reap
The precious breath of Mother
Nature lost in throes of matricide
The mushroom cloud would surely take her
Begging, pleading as she died
The greatest war in the annals of time
Bella Omnivm Contra Omnes
The absolute blackness of a total holocaust
The absence of humanity, the fattened parasite lost
Arise unto this wastelandscape earth
Annus Terribilis- blackest of deaths

...And so it comes, an era born of flame
And an era to return to fire from whence it came
...And so it goes, an eon of disgust
A dystopia rotting, decaying in its own blood

An onslaught of bitter coldness, the year 2013
Terra firma rigor mortis, crawling plagues and dead machines
Radiation critical, evacuation impossible
Mankind oh so near its end we curse the earth
For blood we must shed
Wash away all traces of life
Praise the final sacrifice
The monarchs of injustice on a truly massive scale
Now suffering in turmoil with blackened blood
And skin dead pale
Survivors on this wastelandscape earth
Annus Terribilis- harshest of days

Let madness consume the lands


2. KAOS AEON (A MANIAC'S UTOPIA)

Through the pitch black of night in caravans alight
The remnants of mankind in bloodthirsty tribes

Riding through destruction past megatons of dust,
Human corpses, fallout waste, crumbling cities,
Filth and rust
Battle-weary soldiers, guerrilla scavengers
Nomads of the nuclear age, onwards now they burn
Millions died in vain, the innocent were slain
And if it all could start again it’d never be the same
Unleashed, the desperation, pandemic Pandora
The mangy and the dangerous, a maniac’s utopia

Mutated evolution from deathmachines of past
Flesh and blood meet war debris: metal, bone and glass
A sinister assembly of grotesque hardened rogues
Survival of the sickest is all they’ve ever known
The meek shall not inherit a single scrap of earth
As from the hands of ignorance this era’s given birth
Millions died in vain, in final screaming pain
Pandemic Pandora, maniac’s utopia

“We Immanetize the Eschaton
We Invoke the Pandaemonaeon”
-A Chaoist Catechism

Dawn arriving
Chaos arising
An invocation
Of hostile mayhem
Fear residing
With instinct hiding
Tensions mounting
Towards devastation


3. ANTIDISESTABLISHMENT

Tyranny in the form of Theocracy.
A twisted amalgamation of the old world’s faiths and laws
An enemy to the free but a protector to the fearful,
Their glory was forged in bloodshed and conquest.
Rise and Hail!

Considered the lesser evil to violent anarchy,
A new structure was erected to coalesce the desperate masses
Obedience was the price of security and most
Were more than happy to pay.
But even in the face of this daunting enemy,
Rebellion would, as it always has,
Rear its head in the name of freedom.

And so they came upon us with the false promise of hope
Self-appointed saviors bringing light to every darkened hole
But in the end they brought a system that was cruel
And the oppressed were forced to undo...

The bleakest of hierarchies
The reach of an iron hand
The vindictive Theocracy
“Death to the unblessed masses!”
They would decree (and demand)

“We took up crusades and won the land by force
Dispatching vile scum, heretics and whores”
The path of freedom blocked by their righteous state
And we despair as the righteous dominate
Forsaking freedom for ultimate control
Exchanging life for bondage of human souls
Redeeming none, despite their arrogant claims
In revolution the oppressed will fucking hang...

The bleakest of hierarchies
The reach of an iron hand
The vindictive Theocracy
“Death to the unblessed masses!”
They would decree (and demand)

The darkest night to fall
Eclipsing hope in its black sprawl
Terror reigns without relent
Words exhausted and opposition spent

But somewhere a spark would persist
And with bitterness the few would resist

Resist!


4. ARMAGEDDIC

Implode! Detonate!
The fragments of society are scattered through the wasteland
Oppress! Dominate!
The apex of nihility is brought forth by the sacred
Enslave! Emancipate!
Midnight coming quickly and with it bloody war

A declaration issued means that war will surely come

Drink so deep of power
And savor long the taste
The lesser ones shall cower
And thus accept their fates
Arrogance and vanity
No stemming of the revolt
The still must be shattered now!

We, the Armageddic
Bring fire and sickness to this world
We, the Armageddic
We are chaos unfurled

Reveal! Illuminate!
The splendor of Theocracy is lost among the ill-bred
Resist! Retaliate!
The threat of vicious Tyranny must surely be rejected
Warfare! Annihilate!
A revolution culminating into vicious bloodshed

A declaration issued means that war has finally come

Fear the Armageddic Ones!


5. THE SONS OF CHERNOBYL

Arise from filth, Sons of Chernobyl!

Striking with violent force
Butchering maniacally
Marching through the gates
Blazing the trail of war
With fists raised defiantly
Driven by seething hate
Monuments of self-indulgence
Razed, gleaming as they burn
An appetite for honor and murder
In war the two are as the same
Tearing their banners down
Spitting upon sacred ground
Watching as in blood they drown
As shock and awe consume them all

Into battle descend
The glorious
The Sons of Chernobyl
Bloodied from warfare emerge
Victorious
The Sons of Chernobyl

Desired and taken by force
Wrenched from hands of brutal lords
The freedom once denied before
Crushing our masters of destiny
But victory is bittersweet
For the enemy is not defeated
Our assault is never complete
Against the Theocracy

War brought death the likes of which had not been seen
Since the battle that brought the world
To its current state.
An alliance of revolutionaries struck deep in the heart
Of the Theocracy, who’d grown soft in their arrogance,
Unprepared for such an uprising.
The Sons of Chernobyl would relish this victory
In celebration but each knew that Fate was cruel
And the war had only just begun.


6. CRUSH THE ACCUSER

Grind down the infidel, cast him aside
Vengeance for those slain at their hands through genocide
Crush the Accuser righteously
Repentance forced in warfare shall lead to paradise

Death as a means to an end must be wrought
Upon those who resist and who’ve fought
In a battle they’ve already lost
Death is disobedience’s cost

Unleash the loyal fodder, quell the eruption
Insurgence shall be met with defense of our perfection
Crush the Accuser viciously
Acceptance forced at gunpoint from the Chernobyl Sons

Death as a means to an end must be wrought
Upon those who resist and who’ve fought
In a battle they’ve already lost
Death to the disobedient

Death as a catalyst to this unrest
As a deterrent to the unblessed
In a battle with those who are lost
Death is disobedience’s cost


7. INDOMITABLE INCURSION

Breathe in deep the sickly air
The stench of despair
Imminent fate so cruelly upholds
A destiny of harsh nightmare

We set the world ablaze and without any guilt
We razed to the ground the structures they had built
We showed them death incarnate and bled their cities dry
But every war must end and every warrior must die

Make your peace and brace for the end
A storm of bullets now descends
Oh, the splendor of the final siege
Death without disgrace- our victory

And so it comes
It must be so
Death coming swift
And so it goes

We must now take our place among those that have passed
And perished for the want of victories beyond their grasp
We become death incarnate and storm into the light
We’ll face the hoary reaper but not without a fight

And so it comes
It must be so
Death coming swift
And so it goes
Final bloody glory
Become one with death
Final bloody glory
Scream your final breath


8. HERESY : THE RECALCITRANT INCESSANT

Thus fate reveals futility
In the rebel’s noble plight
The darkest age of Tyranny
Obscuring all light

Striking at their masters
And perishing at dusk
The rebel souls were soon reduced
To scorched mephitic husks
War found them no glory
But as parts of a greater sum
(They were) Immortalized in story
And the final war is yet to come

Wading through the carnage rendered
By sadistic lords that their masters unleashed
Were the very last who would not surrender
But fought to the end as they died on their feet
Greatly outnumbered they charged at the line
Of menacing butchers, bloodsoaked yet divine
The rebels enduring to their very last
No quarter given, no quarter asked

Sound the death knell of the revolt
Decimate the opposing force
Reaping Death shall claim His reward
The aftermath of bloody war

Marching through the bloodshed suffered
By desperate foes of the sadist elite
Were the loyal pawns and the selfish others
Who met revolution and granted defeat
Greatly empowered they charged at the few
That fast stood their ground with vigor anew
The rebels knew Fate had lead to this path
So to Death’s final touch they maniacally laughed

Spoils to the brave
A single massive grave
Murdered without pause
As is war’s horrid law

Thus fate reveals unflinchingly
The rebels’ genocide
The darkest age of Tyranny
The darkest night

Striking at their masters
And rotting in the dawn
The restless ghosts of battle
Were soon to be upon
The sadist lords of butchery
Those divine blood-soaked hounds
The victors inherit history
The vanquished have the ground
But amidst his fallen brothers
One warrior crawled from the dead

Clawing through a mountain of the discarded bodies
And scattered limbs of his brethren,
He gasped and retched, pushing aside human debris,
Desperately trying to escape this macabre hill
With grim determination he sought
A light between the corpses, finally reaching the peak
Of this grave before tumbling down its side.
Horror and despair flooded his mind as the harsh sun
Illuminated the final outcome of a futile struggle.
His shock quickly giving way to embittered wrath,
He clenched his fist and cried out to the heavens.
He would honor the dead with vengeance,
The funerals of the oppressors would be his tribute.
Filthy and blood covered he stumbled onward
With only one purpose.
The story was his to tell, the masses were his to rally
And he would let nothing stand in his way

Behold! The torment of their souls
The game of slave and master shall repeat
The nature of man is to corrupt and control
All beyond is thought treachery

Branded Heresy

We are they
Bearers of light
And as such
We’ll end this night
The struggle carries on
This tale has just begun
On and on
It’s just begun


9. HYSTERIA MANIFESTO

A man was born of such desire
That destiny would for him turn
His caustic words unleashed a fire
A flame so vast the world would burn
This man would rise upon the pyre
Of ruin that was once the earth
The human spirit thus expired
But soon again is given birth

“Hark and witness, assemble one and all”
Voices turned to whispers and time itself now crawled
A crowd assimilated of leperous and pestful scum
And for his sermon waited
The Iconoclast is come

Kneel and behold, tremble in his wake
“From no man shall I withhold the liberty at stake”

And his name all would cry

“We shall only serve this sign and none of us shall once repent”
The sigil he held high that from obscurity he did present

Into the blackened sky he would proclaim:
”The very cosmos will fear my name”

Mankind would do the same