Lost Soul (PL) : ...Now Is Forever

Death Metal / Poland
(1998 - Self-Released)
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1. MY KINGDOM

My Kingdown rises
As the others fall...

Curse me!
I want to feel this rage
Punish me!
It's a sap for my trees

No forgiveness
World in flames of ecstasy
Jesus Christ closed his eyes
Shamefully

Isolation
No man can see the light of my black sin
Blessed your lunatic black hearts

Deformed by bastards by envy - not yours
I come to you my children

Dress me with pain
Of savage pleasures
Your rejoice will be mine
As feeding on horned angels tears


2. MALEDICTION

Worshippers of silence
Don't tell me about it's majesty
You're troubling with your cursed yell
Eternal dream of my lover

Let your lips become silent forever

Worshippers of mystery
Never able to be known
Shake up black pearls
Of your own surmises

My Temple is not for your sake
And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction

Do reverence to mighty lord
He appeases oceans haunted by fury
And slakes the burning fire
In the heart of every... slave

With voluptuous glance
I'm charming
With the greedy palms
I'm tearing the rags of deceit
He's naked, weak
Look at me!
I'm burning his eyes with my growing desire

Don't chant my name
Worshippers of everyone
Calmed down revolt
Poisoned with spirit degradation
As the biggest servant on the Earth
Here's the power conferred upon you

Clandestine circle which shall never be

My Temple is not for your sake
And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction


3. WE WANT GOD

Let Heavens hear our cries
Anthems of eternal adoration
Crushing the house of divine charity

We want god, Our Will
Let be the breath of our deeds
Nails driven into his holy flesh
Will crush the house of divine charity

Let it be our destiny
We're waiting for your sign
We'll greet you with embrace of death

We want god
Burning in rapture
We want god
Kill him!

Don't be afraid... just leave your concealment


4. DIVINE SATISFACTION

Worshippers of silence
Don't tell me about it's majesty
You're troubling with your cursed yell
Eternal dream of my lover

Let your lips become silent forever

Worshippers of mystery
Never able to be known
Shake up black pearls
Of your own surmises

My Temple is not for your sake
And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction

Do reverence to mighty lord
He appeases oceans haunted by fury
And slakes the burning fire
In the heart of every... slave

With voluptuous glance
I'm charming
With the greedy palms
I'm tearing the rags of deceit
He's naked, weak
Look at me!
I'm burning his eyes with my growing desire

Don't chant my name
Worshippers of everyone
Calmed down revolt
Poisoned with spirit degradation
As the biggest servant on the Earth
Here's the power conferred upon you

Clandestine circle which shall never be

My Temple is not for your sake
And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction

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