Krypt (NOR) : Preludes to Death

Black Metal / Norvège
(2008 - Agonia Records)
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1. WORTHLESS

You are left to die alone
No one will grieve your decease
An unmarked tombstone is all what is left

You didn't stand up for yourself
You followed the flock of sheep
You were too weak minded for existence
Your name will perish into oblivion

Left to die
Left to rot
No one grieves your demise
No one cares (that) you are gone

As maggots devour your rotting flesh
No god will welcome you
There is no heaven to see refuge in
All your prayers have been in vain

Feel the pain and confusion as your
flesh decays and your life is forgotten
You cease to exist, only darkness
and emptiness is left

Into infinity


2. KRYPT

Desecrating sounds, this is the Devils music
Like the spear in the side of Christ
Born from the ashes of the old
Bred of Blasphemy and Hate
Ice cold, Grim and Dark

Krypt is darkness
Krypt is pain
Krypt is blasphemy
Krypt is hate

Unholy seeds of hate we planted
To grow a tree of dark matter
It's branches are spreading ever wider
To suffocate the light

Vomiting out sounds of darkness,
Misanthropic, black and unholy
Satanic wind of fury
Slinging (the) thorny branches
Lashing on the holy, the weak

Krypt is misanthropy
Krypt is destruction
Krypt is unholy
Krypt is sin

We are Krypt!


3. I AM GOD

The centuries of lies reveals
When a morbid moon covers the sun
The image of heaven is dead

The Dark Age has arrived
As I reveal the truth
There can be only one god

I am Death
I am Unholy
I am Blasphemy
I am God

Fooled by a fairytale you are
An image created by those who fear death
The last chapter has been written

The apocalyptic riders are unleashed
Hunting with glowing eyes of fury
The apocalypse is complete


4. MISFITS

Hail to the underground
Hail to the few
We are the true union
Dedicated to the bone

Stand aside or you shall suffer!
You are not worthy of the cult
Only the true believers
Are part of the elite

We are outcasts from another dimension
Wolves living in a world among sheep
Infecting your illusion of eternal salvation
With darkness, death, uncertainty and chaos

Cursed and cast out
A blackwinged elite
We are misfits
Fleshbound demonbreed


5. PRELUDE TO DEATH

(Instrumental)


6. DEATH

Life is fading away
The Reaper is approaching
There is no fear in these eyes
When death takes it's toll

The final hour is here
No more lies and deceit
A new dimension is open
Breath stops, eyes are lifeless

With strength I leave this world, this capsule of flesh.
I have no fear, rather a morbid attraction of what is to come.
With my last breath, and my blood slowly going cold
I fall into the darkness, and as a black shadow I will roam the afterlife.

A cold piece of flesh is what is left
Spirit and mind is forever gone
The death bells chime fades away
Life is the path to Death
Life is the price you pay to Die

When your time comes and the last hour ends
Choose how you pass, choose your way
Satanic strength, demonic madness
This is our way

Embrace Death
Explore Death
Taste Death
Feel Death


7. JEG HATER DEG

Du forurenser luften jeg puster
Du forurenser min utsikt
Du tror du er noe
Du er ikke en dritt

Jeg hater deg - Dra til helvete!
Jeg hater deg - Parasitt!
Jeg hater deg - dø!

Jeg vil rive ut ditt hjerte og kaste det til rottene
Du har ikke noe i min verden å gjøre
Din nærvær får meg til å spy i sinne

Jeg vil ikke å se deg
Jeg prøver å unngå deg
Men samme hvor faen jeg ser så er du der
Ditt jævla avskum


8. DEATH SATAN BLACK METAL

Unholy screams of Evil
Blasting drums of War
Thundering roots from Hell
Slaughtering whips of Satan

Hymns to Evil
Tolls of Death
Demonic Spells
The voice of Satan

No fucking compromises
No fucking mercy
Death Satan Black Metal
Unholy Bloody War!


9. HELL'S GRIM TYRANT

Like a monument of Death he stands
With burning Hate he rules
Oh mighty Tyrant of eternity
You who dwell in Desert Northern Hell

Mighty Demon of below
Tyrant of eternity
Reveal your powers
Rise from the shadows

Fill my rotting corpse with your ravaged spirit
Use these eyes to penetrate the house of god
Create with me a spectre of death
And I shall block the light of Jesus Christ

Oh, mighty demon, fallen angel, black (soaring) spirit
Use these hands to tear apart the book of lies

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