Aura Noir : Hades Rise

Black Thrash / Norvège
(2008 - Peaceville Records)
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1. HADES RISE

Heavens burn, rise, restless pest
As all learns Hades final test
Fire lurks behind each black crest
Hades race, rise, never rest

Spitting blood on the barren land
Corpses lying dead on the black sand
Deep red, the core of the will
On the scrap heap, feel the polar chill

Hades rise!!!
Hear its thunder roar
Hades rise!!!
Hear the wind of sin cry

See the devastation, hear the bestial noise
The jaws are gaping, roaring hellish voice
As the eye of war stares impatiently
Savage bastards prowl through the debris

The bones are soaked, the blood flows like a river
You're drenched in fear and your limbs shiver
A black flag is on my mast
The cannons creep, the human race won't last

Hades rise!!!
Hear its thunder roar
Hades rise!!!
Silently, as I sore


2. GAPING GRAVE AWAITS

Sepulchral grasp holds
A cold grip on your soul
Claustrophobic valut
Ravishing end now unfolds

The haunting void roars
Surrounds your severed heart's contours
he shine of your exustence
Floating aimlessly through Death's maze

Gaping graves awaits
Wooden coat embrace

The scent of (the) Reaper's Breath
Coils around your neck
The sounds of soil
That hits your coffin door

The lid's closed forever
The vacuum of Death's womb
The hinges are corroding
Oblivion's pendulum swaying

Gaping graves awaits
Wooden coat embrace

Gaping graves awaits
Wooden coat embrace


3. UNLEASH THE DEMON

Clear cold autumn sky
One knife attracts my sight
It wears a layer of lust
I must confess... it reeks of Death !

Unleash the demon!!!
Come satisfy my needs...
Release the semen!!!
he virgin corpse needs to feed!!!

Steel penetrates her hole
(Just to please her... for she is cold)
"To ride and scream so loud... should be an honour
...you should be proud!!!"

It's not a vengeance thing
Pure pleasure is what we bring
Give us (my knife and I) Jesus Fucking Christ!!!


4. PESTILENT STREAMS

From the nest of tongues
Out of the salivary glands
Pestilent waters are streaming again
And the stream becomes a flood
That swamp and castrates the fields
Where you cultivate and reap
Your deliverance and affluence

Adorned, the night
By the pestilent stream

Twin darkness
They carry you
On no other path
No other path than that of death

See the tongues of the dark flicker
See the pestilent stream
The weakening gleam of your eyes reflect
In the torrents of the storm

Stare into the void
Stare onto the once black soil
The glare of your eyes infect
By the torrents, the torrents of the streams

Twin darkness
They carry you
On no other path
No other path than that of death


5. SCHITZOID PARANOID

Alone, abandoned and possessed
The wounds they ache, there is no rest
Cryptic life, decay

March to die, born suicidal
From the womb, deny survival
Sanity slips away

Within my grasp
I know I'm near
This heart will last
I cannot bear

My aching tortured soul shall rise
Reborn through scorn (and) abrasive cries
The end is my domain

See the smoke I've left behind
Toxic fumes blow down the line
In my void I dwell

Within my grasp
I know I'm near
This heart will last
I cannot bear


6. DEATH-MASK

In the Streams of Open Death - is it clearer?
Do you know the devils pace - is it near you?
The dust lays cold Hades awaits
Ice burn your skin closer to death
The ancient rise to crave on your soul

In Dreams of Blasphemy we bathe November dawn
The flesh is bitter sweet
The flesh that I will kill

Ride winged Satanist
Fight wars elitist
Steel claw rips your skin
The pure clean cut...wins

I sin when I want Satan
I feel no more pain
This fortified cunt Satan, I intend NOT to pay

The dust lays cold Hades awaits
Ice burn your skin closer to death
The ancient rise to crave on your soul

In Seas of Blasphemy we bathe November dawn
The flesh is bitter sweet
The flesh that I will kill


7. SHADOWS OF DEATH

See the jackals lurking under, the full moon's black shadow
The burning mind is fuelled, see the thick blinding fumes
Fallen under the gods of steel, see that death cast sorrow
The debris dropped upon the earth;
Know there is no hope for rebirth

Shadows of death
Take your last breath
Shadows of death

See the vultures soaring over, your crippled remains
Hear the echoes from the womb,
The calls from the frozen womb
The misty perfect night, under all the cold stars
The death that takes all your soul, is blind to all woes

Shadows of death
Take your last breath
Shadows of death

Life slips away through the black night
Fluently towards the dark red night
The horror, the blur, the blinding fright
The gates are closed, blocking your sight

Limbs lie scattered, and death crawls
Visions of torture and terror
The shadow of death now ending this dream
What's left, the echoes of your screams


8. IRON NIGHT / TORMENT STORM

A scorching dark layer
Attaches to the skin like leaches scratching
Inside the open wounds they pray
Their jaws are open, their tongues pave their wave

A pile of limbs, death's caress
A vile scent drawn through each breath
See the crests on the path to the fields
The black desert, the concave shields

Iron night, the end forlorn, nothing's stranger
Torment storm. Exposed to direct danger

Cavities in the horizon
The clamor echoes endlessly
Claw-marks printed in the sand
The torment storm has erased the land

Gasses blur the visions
Toxic lives inside the wounds
Blister gather like blood clots
Pungent sores, the flesh does rot


9. SOUTH AMERICAN DEATH

Wintervision overlords!!!!
The many serious dead-run through
Fields of pagan hate in times of dust!!!
And no more will the Reaper Mourn...

...And in last respect!!!!
What side the cult will choose...
...Dancing gothic kunt or South American death!!!!

This night will be exodus
Our eyes will be one
Proud ranks of Satan halts
Tonight we'll kill the one

The son of God will stand revealed
With gashes prominent
...As I count the final spear
That gave him South American death!!!!

I need human sins
To ride the mental wheel
...God said come this way
Hope he finds the poisoned needles

...And in the least respects
What side the cult will choose
...Dancing gothik cunts...or south american death!!!


10. THE STALKER

You see a figure in the mirror
An eerie abstract figure
Eyes ignite, like cold blue fire
Now you know your future's desire

The realm in which you've wandered
Safe heaven, but nor you wonder
Is this life, granted to you
A grave opens, is it really true

The stalker, the stalker
The stalker, the stalker
The stalker, the stalker
The stalker, the stalker

You walk the streets as darkness falls
but the dreaded voice it calls
There behind a is a faint black shadow
The fear travels right through your marrow

I can see the fright, it wanders
Across the bones on your face
I lift my blade as the thunder
Cracks through and crushes all grace

The stalker, the stalker
The stalker, the stalker
The stalker, the stalker
The stalker, the stalker

Watch out!!!

It might have dawned on you
As all your (night)mares come true
That your very birth was a blunder
All your fortunes I plunder

You are on murderous ground
See the limbs scattered around
My mind is filled with hate
The last stab, I just can't wait

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