
Vain pimeys ja kylmyys on todellista. Ikuinen pimeys ja kylmyys laskeutuu, ja nekrotuulet puhaltavat moottorisahan lailla syvistä kuiluista, joissa kidutetut sielut raakkuvat viimeistä tuskaansa. Ei ole mitään elämää, ei koskaan ollut, eikä tule olemaan.
Historia:
Perustettu 1998
Jäsenet:
Greifi Kyrvänkatkoja
Laitteet:
Kristuksenrepijä & co.
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I hated life, I never wanted to live
I loved the darkness and the cold
I can't feel if it's not strong enough
I am the master of nothing, cold as ice
The Master, wings of hate abound
Lord of the disease that haunts us
The Master, depression and hate
Sickness in us all that kills us
I had love but rejection killed me
I had emotions but I was medicated
A black shell of a human being
I am the master of nothing, dead alive
Hatred still dwells within me
And anger seeping through the haze
I am the master of nothingess
Suicide remains, answer it's call
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As the human holocaust draws ever nearer
People are blind to the world around them
Wishing it away, turning two blind eyes
Those in the know and in power say nay
The eye of the storm has hit the world
People are dying, in death throes they are crying
The eye of the storm has hit the world
The women are crying, and the children are dying
The stench of the corpses will not wake them
A wave of despair cannot cure the blind
The fires of hell on earth will not wake them
For they seek the destruction of the world
You're not so far away from the pain
You'll come to know its ugly name
Look into yourself, it was never so far away
The creed of greed and disdain
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Misery and suffering, dreaming in hell
Rotted shapes of dead beings all around
Floating corpses on the river of hell
Should this be life, I'd rather die
Deathlust... living a life of hell
Deathlust... dreaming of eternal hell
Deathlust... dying to please death
Deathlust... dying to dream of death
Misery and suffering, ages in hell
Rotted remains of life floating all around
Shadows pass by on which I dwell
I lust for death, I lust for death
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Fuck you all!
I don't like you, you are an asshole
You think you know shit, you don't
I don't like your style, hubris shit
You think you know shit, you're wrong
Asshole believer, you're nothing to me
Asshole believer, why won't you just die
Asshole believer, there never was a god
That could stand your utter stupidity
I don't like you, you silly twit
You think you are so fucking true
I don't like your style, hubris shit
You think you know what it's like
Asshole believer, you're nothing to me
Asshole believer, why won't you just die
Asshole believer, there never was a god
That could stand your utter stupidity
Fuck you, you don't know what it's like
Fuck you, you don't know shit
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From Roots of Evility (2002)
She is a whore
Hate her like pox
She is a whorefuck
I hate I hate
Darkness and evil
Terror and death
Doomsday celebrations
a thousand damnations
Why wont she die
Alcohol burns my brains
Beer at my side I curse
Her into eternity of flame
Into the eternity of flame
Go, go into the flame
Burn the witch and laugh
For the laughter is the pain
Which giveth the eternal gain
I've been burned in my life
Too many times to count
Thus I will give back all I can
To make life a living misery
For all that still breath
They are few and far between
I must destroy them
It is because of her I scream
It is because I hate everything
And everyone and all the time
My veins burn with alcohol
Until my death I scream
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One may think to see a future dead
To believe it's something else than before
Yet it will forever be the same
Forever the same death, no dreams live
All life is a lie
You think you exist
But it's so soon gone
Long before it ever was
One may seek to redeem oneself
From the existential sickening void
Yet it will forever be the same
Forever the same words, no dreams live
All belief is a lie
You think you know
But it's so soon lost
When you discover reality
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Written and recorded 12/2002, re-mixed with new vocals 9/2007
The walls are crumbling around me
Only dust moves in the dim room
I know this is just a fucking dream
This is not how it ever was
Hateful memories fill my mind
Breaking the coherence of life
The bitch was never left behind
The dead whore of suffering
Still the dust moves
Continuation of torment
Anger fills my hours
Regret for a lost life
There is never going back
This is not how it ever was
The bitch was never left behind
The dead whore of suffering
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Let the trumpets of Jericho sound
As the fearless aces dive for attack
Aces up high, let the sirens sound
Fighting for glory and for the people
Fear the sirens' glaring sound
Behold the might of technology
The aces pass out, but they return
God from the machine saves from death
The Sturzkampfbomber, man and machine
Bringing total doom from above
The Sturzkampfbomber, man made machine
Bringing about the lightning war
The force of heavens, to right the wrongs
Screams striking fear into the enemies
Aces up high, let the sirens sound
Fighting for glory and for the people
This song is meant as a counter balance to Aces High by Iron Maiden. There were aces high up there too in Germany, ready to die for their country, and so many died in that war, it's not real. When will it stop? Never.
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As you die I laugh in your face
For in death you find life so good
You can't see that it's not like that
Not at all for the rest of us
That is why I kill you, life is death
Murder isn't its name, it's revenge
That is why I make you see it my way
To dream in death, for life is death
A dawn that rises is but an invocation
To kill the sun, to kill all who believe
That the dawn brings something good
Die in your dreams, life is death
Bringing about another holocaust
Antihuman nonbelief, disease be praised
For it is a disease for all of us
Against all life, life is death
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False prophesies,
raving lunatics of god
Annihilistic dogma,
nihilists at heart
Reduce all complexity
down to insanity
Channeling the dissatisfaction
somewhere...
What the drunken bastards foretold
Is carried out by the most pious ones
Circular reasoning, circular madness
Feeding the frenzies of the madmen
Here at the end, the past is the future
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I am the black star that swallows all life
All darkness incarnated into a human form
I am the deep scar that shall never heal
A thorn in your side, a thorn in your mind
(chorus)
Powers of Hell, in inhuman shell
The deepest well of thoughts and of ire
Powers of Hell, in inhuman shell
A leprosy that shall cast all into fire
Immortal and unquiet within the heart
A hunger never satisfied, a wound never healed
A lust for the secrets of the secrets
To enter the death's door to eternal oblivion
(repeat chorus)
The strength of the unbelievers is rising
Burning the bridge to the gates of redemption
Follow the powers of Hell, reject illusions
Lies no longer, no longer tormenting light
(repeat chorus)
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Despise, yet no remorse, nor reluctance
To admit the flow of darkness from the heart
Maniacal laughter, satanic rites of frost
Hammering the hell out of all idols
Grave of the sightless ghouls
Forgetting the past, brainless minds
Without the rot of the leafless woods
All around, the smell of death
Stars that shine upon the frost
And the luciferian shadows in the woods
Images so powerful, wisdombringer
All clichéd by inept wanderers
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Crawling demons out of your mind
The inner hell where the heart is
Disgusted at that which you find
There's no peace in blackest bliss
In the dead eyes of the Hell-Man
An intent shines so very bright
Black metal fantasies of the Hell-Man
Eternally engulfing the light
The demon calls, a darkness falls
Lords of the chaosrealm answer the chant
The demon calls, a darkness falls
Hear the descending crescendo out of Hell
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Winds of hell blowing from the well
Of abyssmal fires, for dark desires
The darkness descends up from hell
Devouring the devout and the infidel
(chorus)
Deathriders arise
Deathriders arise
Deathriders arise
Storming in despise
Corpseriders come for the endtimes
The cursed ones destined to rule
This age when end comes to all lives
Their wrath remorseless and cruel
(chorus)
A dark painful death awaits us all
The black future is laid out bare
Here awaiting the deathriders' call
Too bitter, cold and old to care
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Drowned in sorrow, leave the world behind
The scars that never heal forever burning
Drowned in alcohol, leave the life behind
The scars of old, with moonshine fading
Come and behold the world without end
The pain that lasts in darkness and light
Brightness giving pain to vision
The darkness soothing the bloodshot sight
In my mind I was buried long ago
In my heart I never existed
In my mind I died centuries ago
In my gut pain is rendered
Come now, behold a night sky without stars
Grey clouds without rain, oppression
Come now, behold the daughters of the sky
Scarred, maimed, and thus unable to fly
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So cold, but also so beautiful a mountainscape
Harsh and rugged mountains draped in darkness
Great vast forests in the heart of bleakness
So cold, so dark, so cold, draped in darkness
Fullmoon over Carpathia
The evocative shadows dance
Fullmoon over Carpathia
When the dead travel fast
Here the pagan past echoes in the customs
Buried for so long ago by time and by dust
Atrocities were committed by the cruel
Rulers in the deep shadowclad Carpathia
The past still lives in the legends of old
Blood was spilled and it is still there
In the soil of the accursed lands of shadow
Its spirit forever haunting under a fullmoon
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Come on.
Can you imagine a world filled with pain
Rejection and ingratitude, wrongs and hate
Can you imagine a world filled with pain
A darkness that descends each and every dawn
It is just like that, and it shall last
Until the last breath of thinking beings
Is extinguished with one incoherent 'nucular' blast
By incompetent fools in their high towers
Come on.
Come to the world of pain
See for yourself what it's like on the other side
Come to the world of pain
See for yourself what it's like to open your eyes
Come on.
Dredge the road of pain
Follow the downspiraling path
Come down to the world of pain
See what it's really like
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Old perverts masturbating in their holes
And the young screaming for the extreme
Satan's hand is cold, here anything goes
In darkness and pain, a sickening dream
Thoughts relinguished, only pain is enough
To bring about any sensation of life
If you can't go beyond, you can't live
If you can't feel, you must go beyond
Goatsex 66, My Satan laughs
Goatse XXX, My Satan laughs
Laughter for pain, who gives a shit
Life is pain, and the end is near
On a road to damnation, some find joy
In tormenting the innocent, or the guilty
Either way, it's all the fucking same
Your life was over the minute you were born
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Hell And High Fire
(5.5.2006)
If you live upon a bed of lies
Thinking you know everything
About this shit of a world around
Let me fuck your ass and tell you
Go to hell and high fire
I know I know best, fuck you
Go to hell and high fire
You know don't you, Satan's there...
Giving some good advice, are you
The asshole of the land, I know best
You created a god in your puny head
You created belief in your puny head
To make sense of all the little things
Your weak mind just can't understand
To hell and fucking high fire
With you, you know best
Since that's all you know
Nothing about this reality
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From beneath the earth
In the deserted places
Flows a dream far greater
Than the waters of the world
Acheron is flooding once again
Now has come the time to die
Acheron is flaming once again
Now has come the time to die
Against the oceans of the world
Go down the river of woe and come
To the gates of the Underworld
Now shall Death bid you welcome
Great is the holy Nekromanteion
The Prophet and the Place of Death
Supreme is the holy Nekromanteion
The Nightfall and the Dawn of Death
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Behold, your eyes are closing
Hear what your ears no longer hear
Smell the wind of death blowing
Taste the bitter end coming here
Behold in the Gate of Death
Your distorted face, now dying
Beauty is lost, no more life
Pain is gone, but the eternity opens
Nothing is here anymore, no thought
No screaming pain, no joy to fight for
Existence is extinguished, nothing beyond
Your life is gone, and there is no you
All the ravens, all the grey clouds
Just another way of saying goodbye
Embracing the cruel black unholy truth
To cross towards the Gate of Death
Skullpiles in the mist shall be my bed
Worship life in the Gate of Death
So soon gone the realm of cognition
Worship life in the Gate of Death
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