The Furious Horde : Demo 1

Gothic Black / United-Kingdom
(2004 - Self-Released)
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1. LEMANT

(Instrumental)


2. EMPTY TASTE OF NOTHINGNESS

Brace yourselves…

The apple is rotting from the core,
All the World dying from their feeble wars,
Look into the sky, deaths face in the moon,
Whispers to the stars, the end of man is soon.

In the carcass the maggots crawl,
Watch their lowly spirits fall,
All our weapons causing death,
Soon only the souls of the damned will be left.

The apple is rotting from the core,
All the world dying from their feeble wars,
Look into the sky, deaths face in the moon,
Whispers to the stars, the end of man is soon.

Kneel down next to your dying lover,
Tear away chunks of festering flesh,
Put it in your mouth, its sour, its bitter,
It’s the empty taste of nothingness.

Kneel down next to your dying lover,
Tear away chunks of festering flesh,
Put it in your mouth, its sour, its bitter,
Empty taste of nothingness.

Nothingness…………


3. DARKNESS RISES

Darkness Rises, daylight falls
The light extinguished, hear daemons call,

The black engulfs the lucid flame,
We the dead shalt rule again

Darkness Rises, daylight falls
A tyrannical rule enslaving us all
They have our power, with malice they take us
We will take over / rise up, reclaim what is ours.

The dead are rising from their graves,
The weak living will be their slaves,
Not even god shall see through the black,
No one can be…
Saved…

Darkness Rises, daylight falls
The light extinguished, hear daemons call,
Black engulfs the lucid flame,
We the dead shalt rule… again.
Again… Rise…
We shalt rise,
Reclaim what is ours…

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