Chabtan : Eleven

Death Metal / France
(2012 - Self-Released)
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1. CULT OF BLOOD

(Instrumental)


2. THIS DAY IS RED

There’s pain everywhere
A never ending war somewhere
Brutality and agony
Under a blackened sky
Black reaper will come take his preys
Last days on earth have begun
No hope but a bloody red sun
Emptiness fills my crushing mind
Smell of death and dread in the air
This day is red
(This day is red shadow’s caress)
This day is red
(This day is red fearless)
This day, this day is red
This day, this day is red
Motherfucking red
There’s pain everywhere
A never ending war somewhere
Many and many will die
It’s dark and grey
Like the ancient ones have seen
Call this day armageddon
Dying corpse on my path
As I walk trough the city of death
This day is red
(This day is red shadow’s caress)
This day is red
(This day is red fearless)
This day, this day is red
This day, this day is red
Colour of the world has change
The punishement for all our mistakes
World as we have known
Is now dead and gone


3. BETRAYER

Betrayer
Your mouth is full of lies
And your truth is not mine
You’re a backstabber
You really got no friends
Don’t look at me motherfucker
Stop your bullshits
I cant’see you
I can’t stand you
You’re hateful and your ego fucks everyone
Who isn’t right with you
You’re thoughtless and mindless
With your broken promises
Some people like you deserve nothing
But an abysall life
An abysall life
An abysall life
Abysall life
It’s not our decay, we’re not dead
We don’t feel as rotten wound
There’s a lotta reaons to hate you
You’re hateful and your ego fucks everyone
Who isn’t right with you
You’re thoughtless and mindless
With your broken promises
Some people like you deserve nothing
But an abysall life
An abysall life
An abysall life
Abysall life
Admit it, at least, you’re a betrayer
Hate fucking hate you
We’re not like you
We don’t deny our weakness
We’re not despair
As humans we will stay
We will stay
And I know you’re thinking you’re right
Come and see inside of me


4. DIVINE VENGEANCE

Motherfucking, waited for this moment for so many years
As I can’t still count it
Hiding somewhere in my mind
Waiting for the day of my vengeance
Unleash my fury
You let me in the shadow of humiliation for too long
Infecting my mind and soul to the ultimate destruction
Can you see me, can you feel me ?
I’m here alone in the dark
Waiting for the moment to say “Vengeance is mine”
Sweet revenge caressing my mind
I don’t care of you and your thoughtless mind
I will take mine divine vengeance
Motherfucker, listen to me, I will not stop
To haunt you in your deepest nightmares
You let me only indignation on you
Everywhere where you can hide
I will find you
My time has come, to exorcise the demons of
My fucking past
Regretless, remorseless
Can you see me, can you feel me ?
I’m here alone in the dark
Waiting for the moment to say “Vengeance is mine”
Sweet revenge caressing my mind
I don’t care of you and your thoughtless mind
I will take mine divine vengeance
You can’t see the scars
Consumed by the hate I feel
Even if the sky is falling
I will torment you to your end
Even if the sky is falling
I will torment you to your end
You can’t see the scars
Inside of me but my
Heart and flesh are consumed
By the hate I feel for you
For you
You won’t escape to fucking torment
You won’t escape
You won’t escape
You won’t escape
Can you see me, can you feel me ?
I’m here alone in the dark
Waiting for the moment to say “Vengeance is mine”
Sweet revenge caressing my mind
I don’t care of you and your thoughtless mind
I will take mine divine vengeance


5. BLOODSTAINED HATE

Let’s go
Oh lord, the wicked comes to me
There’s nothing I can do
With bloodstained hands in my mind
And endless fear in my head
You become the martyr, blinded by the faith
The nines are walking, trapped in the consciousness
Thunder and lightning devasting all on its way
This hate is near, these sacrifices cutting the flesh
To feed with preys these ravenous gods
A light burn in the sky
Hell waiting the new souls
The nines are walking, Thunder and lightning
Ah Puch, Metnal
Ah Puch, Metnal
Metnal is rising, Ah Puch god is smiling
His putrefied smell will rot you to the core
The nines are walking, Thunder and lightning devasting
Dancing with dead
Bloostained hate on the back
To feed with preys these ravenous gods
A light burn in the sky
Hell waiting the new souls


6. NACON

Statues of death arising in the sky
Trapped inside a burial ground
Sirens screaming in the night
Darkness rising in this no man’s land
Doom in the city of war
Lying with mother’s and father’s bones
Doom in the city of war
Hopes burning on our tombstones
No peace, only echoes of the dead
No Peace, only madness and sadness
World devastated by the cries of the fate
I’m the undead
Wer’e born from the cradle to die in the grave
Hate is a loading gun that pulls the trigger
Red skies, death is the price
Doom in the city of war
Lying with mother’s and father’s bones
Doom in the city of war
Hopes burning on our tombstones
No peace, only echoes of the dead
No Peace, only madness and sadness
World devastated by the cries of the fate
I’m the undead
They come to us with weapons in the hands
Fire in the eyes, godless in our hearts
Pray for the god of war


7. WORSHIPING DEATH

Worship blood and sacrifice
Cult of death is walking on
At early morning they will die
Spreading blood on the stones
Spreading blood
As I walk to the final gate, dying for the sun
Dying for the sun
Worshiping death, obstination
Worshiping death, mutilation
Worshiping death, obstination
Worshiping death
Blank expression, see nothing
Bringing me to the highest stone
I see a bray light on the blade
There will be no tomorrow, not for me
As I walk to the final gate, dying for the sun
Dying for the sun
Worshiping death, obstination
Worshiping death, mutilation
Worshiping death, obstination
Worshiping death
Worshiping death
Worshiping death, obstination
Worshiping death, mutilation
Worshiping death, obstination
Worshiping death
I’ve got a blade in my flesh
I’m blind in Xibalba


8. ELEVEN

(Instrumental)

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