Thursday, May 9, 2013

YOUR GOD IS DEAD


As the rivers run red
You know in your heart
That your God is dead

HEIL CHRIST!

Take me back, take me back
When the streets were wet with the blood of witches!
When a thousand Jewish corpses filled our ditches!

HEIL CHRIST!

Take me back, take me back
When thunder rocked the earth!
And crusaders bathed in afterbirth!

HEIL CHRIST!

Take me back, take me back
When rape was oh so damnably virtuous!
When slaughter of Muslims was oh so righteous!

Your God is dead!
This war is all in your head!
Your God is dead!
Realize this divine dread!
Your God is dead!

Now, HEIL CHRSIT!

While you dance bloody on their graves
And proclaim that your Pathetic Christ can save
Know in your heart....that....
YOUR GOD IS DEAD
NOW HEIL CHRIST!

Novum Christi.
Diversum Christi.
diu Christus vivat,
Hoc novum Christi.

Murder


Murder
Is what
She did
To my
Foolish
Young heart
And I can't stand her name
And I never want to see her again
And I never liked that game
And I was in the lion's den

Honesty
Was her
Weapon
of choice
Her words
Like knives
Stabbed me
In my
Green eyes

And I never want to see her again
And I never can't get her outta my head
And I never, I never said amen
But now I want to murder her name!

Ääfcir, vö seimt Andrvimträä. Söi, ash cem â Fëlt eppe Du andrvimtn, Imarduni.

Luciferia


A grave yard, a broken church, a dead tree
A lost road to a Sea of Faces that cannot see

Luciferia, that cradle of delirium
Blackened shores of Maleficarium
Like a beacon stands the Illuminarium

My friend, my friend awake from this dream
Before you see the vision turn to beauty
My friend, my friend awake from this dream
Before you see the the dead begin to rise up

Across the fields of Suicide Trees
I hear a lich voice in the dead breeze
Above the Valley of Corporum Mortuorum
I can see the fingers of his claw clutching soon

At the mountains of Madness you can smell death in the air
In Mortuus Amor's eyes you can see the reason so many dare

To dwell in this place
You'll need a new face
To get along here
You'll need to embrace fear
To thrive in a place like this
You'll have to learn to speak with a hiss

Luciferia, that cradle of delirium
(My only home now)
Blackened shores of Maleficarium
(I needed something real)
Like a beacon stands the Illuminarium
(There is no going back now)

Free Sons and Bloody Daughters


Your pride will be cut down

Kneel before your king
Take the Sacred Serpent between your lips

We will raise a new generation
A generation of free sons, and bleeding daughters

We will polish the tombs
Polished into new homes, drink up blood like water

Give up your will unto your God
Take the Sacred Oath in your flesh and bone

We are breeding a new race
A race of free sons, and bleeding daughters

We will fly our banner on high
We will drown, drown in blood like water

NIHIL


Nothing
Is
Humanity's
Immortal
Legacy

Nothing is what we're here for
Nowhere that's where we're going

Ladies, and those who refuse to admit to themselves what they are, I'd like to make an announcement.
Take a trip with me, a journey, a mental experiment.
Close your eyes, and listen to my voice. You feel something inside, deep inside. So deep inside that you have destroy every other vision to focus on it. And this thing you feel inside, so deep inside, you've felt it before.
And as the feeling grows you think a simple thought to yourself, If only I could die, if only I could bleed, if only I could cry, then I'd be free.
If only I could die, if only I could bleed, if only I could cry, then I wouldn't need to be me.
Think on the legacy we leave behind, plastic, smoke, oozing through the seas.

Nothing
Is
Humanity's
Immortal
Legacy

Picture yourself broken and dead, is anyone crying over you?
Imagine that you could stop the pain, just reach in and rip out your own heart.
Go on, destroy the features of your face, I'll wait.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, open your eyes. Look to your left, and now to your right, see the person sitting next to you? They are dead. You killed them. Now look at your hands, you are dead, your neighbor killed you. But not to worry, their faces are as featureless as your own.
Now repeat after me:If only I could die, if only I could bleed, if only I could cry, then I'd be free.
If only I could die, if only I could bleed, if only I could cry, then I wouldn't need to be me.

Nothing
Is
Humanity's
Immortal
Legacy

A Song Or Something


Just give up your soul to me
Come, my dear and make music with me

Venetian masks and stained glass and hallucinations
A one way ticket to white picket and reformation

Come and we'll be what we want to be
We'll drown down in the deep deep sea

A pretty face and a fall from grace and regrets
Our life burns away just like cheap cigarettes

Come my dear little flower make music with me
Don't you wanna drown in the crystal piss sea?

All That Can Be Said...


I met her on a summer's day
Hair so golden in the sunlight
And her eyes seemed to change color

But she slit her wrists
And bled out
and when she died she gave a shout

I met her in darkened alley
Hair so black you wouldn't believe
And her eyes were doors to someplace else

She named a cat in honor of me
And she played with fire and necromancy

I met her on a cloudy day
Hair so red like bloody stars
Her eyes so green like dragon scales

But she took a bible and burned it
And rolled a joint with the pages and smoked it

I met him on an autumn evening
Eyes so damn blue
I swear they were glowing

He took my hand in his and said
I have never seen a smile quite so beautiful”
And I looked in his eyes and replied
I only smile to keep from crying”

Pestartz


I don't know much, but times are tough
And I gotta make some coin
I don't know much, but times are rough
And I gotta do my part

I am just a simple Plague Doctor
I swear I didn't know she was dead when I kissed her
I am just a simple Plague Doctor
I swear I didn't know she was dead when I beat her

Forgive me if I don't speak
The scent of roses is sweetly thick in my nose
Forgive me if I don't speak
I'll do my job, but in the end only God knows

Just a little blood to ease the pain
Just a few little prayers in His name
Just some time alone will do me good
No one knows this face under my hood

I am just a simple Plague Doctor
I swear I didn't know she was dead when I kissed her
I am just a simple Plague Doctor
I swear I didn't know she was dead when I beat her

Forgive if I don't speak
The smell of death is clinging around you
Forgive me if I don't speak
Your Humors are outta balance, sad but true


I don't know much, but times are tough
And I gotta make some coin
I don't know much, but times are rough
And I gotta do my part