1. INSECTA ARTHROPODA

I’m just a simple servant
Of the One who comes unseen
I’m the Herald of the Plague,
The Messenger – the unimportant one
Legions of my brothers stand in line
We are storming your cities,
Infiltrating your every sanctuary
Filthy swarms, tainted sub-beings
Despised and hunted down for so long
We will finally have our vengeance!
We grow in numbers with every panicky bell toll
Immune to prayers and swears
Our oath is the absolute extermination
Of the entire human kind
We may only be primitive carriers
But we get sanctified by our deeds

We shall run down all your proud cathedrals
We shall ruin your houses and devour all hope
We come in infinite strength
Becoming
The flag ship of terror
Tiny, yet monstrous
Weak, yet powerful
Bringing
Mankind to their blooded knees

Mark our words !
Pay attention to what we do !
And remember our name :
Insecta arthropoda
The vanguards of death


2. SIEGE OF CAFFA

Come fire, come death
Come the glaring devil fists !
Come force, come iron
Come the mourning evil face !

Your stronghold is falling, prepare to embrace the end
Behold the symphonies of our crushing artillery
Listen to your feeble moaning
The whining of the wind of doom

Soon, we shall rampage through the gate
Devastate your shrines and violate the women
We purge and pillage, it's our knightly code
The clash of two civilizations
And only ours will prevail !

In the downpour of fire and iron
Bathing in infected blood
The one thing we could not have known
Our victory
Overshadowed by the face of death
The fate would have had it otherwise
The fate that claimed our lives
Branded by the invincible ghosts of perdition

Hell came to life in that crimson red morning
We fell in thousands, inapprehensive of our fate
Swept off by the river of contaminated corpses
Chocking on filth, overrun by the living dead
A carnival of grotesque in front of our eyes
Cavorting empty shells, swollen bubonic cadavers

To the ships !
Find shelter among the waves
To the ships !
Flee you all who are sane
To the ships !


3. RAT ARMADA

No soul was there to see the coming of our rotten fleet;
No heart was there to flutter in fear of impending death;
Within bowels of the vessels, our dirty phalanx lay in hiding
No trumpets heralded our arrival
And yet we came
All Europe burned

All flesh is grass; engrave these words upon your graves
Your youth in bloom, soon to be scavenged in slime
None shall get away; all will mingle with the dead
Before our morbid altar you’ll beseech to be spared
No mercy !

As dusk cloaked busy streets and voices turned to whispers
We over flew and brought the disease upon fertile lands;
On our backs we carried assassins of formidable names
With the human howling we disseminated and tainted
The flesh and the bones

All flesh is grass; engrave these words upon your graves
Your youth in bloom, soon to be scavenged in slime
None shall get away; all will mingle with the dead
Before our morbid altar you’ll beseech to be spared
No mercy !

Behold, the smoldering hatred of our wretched master
Bow before the might figure of the Nameless One;
Embrace the rags draping His plague-eaten flesh
Kiss the hand that feeds the sickness into your souls;
The Rat Armada
None shall survive

The year was 1347 when our legions stroke with hate
Black Death-they would later know us by that name;
as we crept inside the living human organism with
Worm and snails munching on the diseased
We turned your cities into grotesquely twisted ruins;

Skeletons romping around
Decaying flesh hanging from bones
Pipes of mourning and drums of death
The orchestra of condemnation
The hideous danse macabre

The dawn of the new age, the terror of extermination
Pictures of abundant death, bodies dumped into the ditch
Decomposing remnants of once proud noble mankind
Now broken and brought to its knees before
Inhumane oppression

Embrace the end of all life
Open your arms to the Rat Armada
Here we come
[Blackout]...


4. STRAY DOGS OF DESPAIR

(Instrumental)


5. LEGIONS OF THE PESTILENCE

Just how worthless life may come to be...
Witnessing cadavers tossed into flames
[Your eyes are blind and your lips
Dare not utter a single word];
We are turning into an abominable void
Stained by death and marked by shame
Warming up at the human pyres
Fueled with blood of the deceased;

The procession is in our moribund city,
Veiled in morbid miasma that chokes all life
They are coming this way
To infest the survivors, to feast on the dead
Legions of the pestilence
The funeral march of victorious bereavement
All life condemned to desolation

When there is nothing left but smoking ruins
And the voices are all silenced and weak
A sonorous chant will come from the depths
The song of warped joy and exaltation
Life vanquished in its final battle !
Victorious armies of invincible troopers
The ultimate triumph of the reaper

The procession will march on and on
Until all is put to their final sleep of demise
Until women give birth to the stillborn infants
And the fetuses are born with horns on their foreheads
Streets paved with skulls and banners made of skin
Human flesh fed to the hounds who serve the One
Lord of the plague
No compromise ! The sky will bleed tonight !

Legions of the pestilence
March on !
Straight to the burning horizon !
Stay all and spare no-one !
We gather in numbers and we are the legion
Legion of the pestilence
We are the new breed
The newest definition of the very word :
Earth's termination


6. AT THE HEART OF WINTER

Greatest Blashyrkh wait for me your deepest realms I'll find
with songs that sound eternally for you my call is ever so strong...
Winterlandscapes pure and clear a walk into the glacial valleys
deep under forests alive only my torches fire light...

Greatest Blashyrkh waiting me your realms ever splended
songs were made eternally the call is ever so strong...
Blashyrkh mighty be your name victorious a kingdom we made
with strength and pride all the way you are at the heart of winter

As the face of glacier your mountains tower against the sunset
unforgetting what was made a bond so strong and ever so real...
The statue watches the kingdom your giant wings make all beneath
I'm staring forth the raventhrone I know I'm at the heart of winter...