Azarath : Holy Possession

Brutal Death / Poland
(2011 - Witching Hour Productions)
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1. HOLY POSSESSION

Crucified scum covered with the fullnes of worship,
From the lament of vermin your throne rises.
I scorn your symbols and your defeat's glory.

Bastard messiah!
I curse your fucking race,
I stone the words of weakness
And trample crown of thorns.
Defiled icons of mercy
Dance with the fire of sin.
Madness of my sight opens my veins.

The golden words turned into shit.
My Veins...
The Serpent's call.

Sucking the blood from the holy source of life,
This fullmoon night of madness I violate your domain.
The crying whores praying for you resurrection,
Their cunts are burning with black crosses deep

inside.
Fresh blood runs from her altar of flesh.
Faith deep as her dirty twat...

In the lands of desolated ways
Source of life withers.
Your psalms shall possess...
Black crosses in their cunts -
The holy force within.
Your psalms shall possess...

Sheep bound by celebration,
Consume your flesh and blood,
Crawl for salvation,
Praise for decrepit God.
The prayer is piercing
Through the twisted minds
Possessed by holy spirit.
The cursed mankind's fall.

Behold the prayers of shit
Bleeding in perdition,
Enslaved by self-destruction,
So close the horned lord.

In the lands of desolated ways
Source of life withers.
Your words shall possess...
The eternal walk through
The wastelands of your faith.
The story never told...
Your words shall possess...
Your words shall possess...


2. REBEL SOULS (DAMNATION COVER)

Fettered with the olden ice
Blown with the gale of oblivion
Masters of duration
We stay in the chaos of calm

Let's soar to the sky in red
Lost land calls us
Let's free our souls
Dip them in the life's infinity
Let's mount winged beasts
Horizon is our goal

Let the whirlwind of death carry our fleet
Blackness of the sky is the shelter of our storm
Our rights paid dearly with our lives ago

Rebel souls
Our names are swords of hatred
Our names have never been spoken by a mortal

lead: LES
lead: BART

Blackness of the sky is the shelter of our storm
Our rights paid dearly with our lives ago

Who's that figure gliding in the sky of death
Dark messenger from the abyssland

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