we are the key to uncreation
end of all fun and joy
life is endless suffering
so go and kill yourself now

beware the false prophets
who claim life is worth living
pathetic shapes of flesh we are
we live to feed the worms

what is joy anyway
pieces of flesh trembling
chemical illusions in our brains
to mindlessly pass on our genes

all life is hostile to oblivion
where all life always go anyway
sunrise sunset nothing changes
only void of souls remain

are we afraid to die now
when mere heaven or hell is our price
illusions are our true gods
we are born to die with nio fucking glory

sunrise sunset nothing changes
only void of souls remain

for so long i've searched for death
now I feel that im ready to go
to disappear from here to eternity
gone are the days where I was alive

but before I go there's a message
look at your life and realise
nothing is worth living in guilt
from the same guilt you were created

suicide is only solution for life
death will always reap what is alive
so drink, smoke, do drugs, we all die anyway
no matter how much you breed mankind is doomed

can you ever truly enjoy life
without thinking its all in vain
all our achievements in the dust
our lives for nothing

so realise its better to die
no knowledge or feelings
can ever save you from the void
so I summon the end of all life

your good intentions go to flames
all your love and compassion to waste
when the bell rings we all die
so consider this does it matter to live

no love lost when we die

You all kneel before plastic gods
new pathetic shape of past
your only true god is possessed
and you who betrayed him will perished

All your angels are morbid
stand up to them and you will fall
your newfound hope will be crushed
as old possessed god rises for revenge

there is no place for hope, no remorse
only ashes ansd dust will remain
in glare of burning flesh and seven churches
last whispers of mankind echo

"death metal,death metal,death metal
death metal,death metal,death metal"

beyond the gates you will see
the price of betrayal of old ways
nwever in your wildest dreams
you would've believe such old tales

pathetic dreams of hope
there is no salvation
morbid possessed god
is only thing thats real

you're free to worship or disband
to choose life or death
you think it'll make difference
not for the morbid possessed god

Fuck you and fuck your god
we are back from hell again
With our new revelations
we return to glory of past

Satan has taught us well
of the genuine spirit of man
lessons you fear 'cause they're true
but can't be right according to your redeemer

Pathetic mankind
greed, lust, fear and hope is not salvation
mockery of man you are
useless, disposable and worthy of my loathing

King of jews has made you impotent
you fight against yourself for him
but you are no jew
so let your flame soar high

Is your faith in salvation so strong
that you willingly deny yourself?
we are not spawns of allmighty impotent
but reapers of the fallen one

Why would one bring peace
when our nature is in conflicts

So make your choice
do you live a lie or die in truth?
Is your hope more important than truth,
can you still live being dead inside?

Endless aeons of torment
in place forgotten by death
where time and slime stay still
beyond the gates of this world

this is where we must go
when our curiosity will be paid
gateway that must remain closed

in this place is my home now
endless smell of entrails, feces and urine
neverending torture and pain
explorers must pay their price

to understand is to destroy
but walls beyond our world
are there for reason
no laws of even nature exist there

here is no time for sorrow
no need to fight for survival
not even slightest dream of death
only existence for meaningless torture

blood in my hands, now and forever
mine or others, it makes no difference
flow and stench is endless
we are beyond death and our world

***kertsi***

this is realm beyond
the pleasures of life
and beyond cold heavens
nor here is warmth of hell

***///***

Recorded under a funeral moon.

Today old gods live,
as warriors march to battle.
enemy outnumbers them,
but their faith compensates.

battle of freedom within,
death or glory, we are not slaves.
freedom and pride fills our souls,
surrender is never an option.

to this field we march,
to die or for glorious victory.
we will not be forgotten,
for purity we fight, DEATH OR GLORY

impious men of cross,
your lord will never be ours.
lies and deceit made your throne,
we will never surrender to you.

its not for hate we fight,
but for love of freedom.
what must be defended,
death or glory, theres no other path.

This song marks the return... of Sadist whose weapons on this anthem is poetry and expression of the glorification of the ancient battles with words

Recorded by Icon X and Window 6 for he who must not be named.

Ancient spirit returns
Foul skinned entity
Preaching damnation like hell
Armageddon is near

Aaaaaaaaaaargh!
spitting venom on the cross
meak shall inherit death
strong shall be killed

no way to survive
on this evil night
evil is now unleashed
altars of madness crowded

what is left of mankind
are ghouls on chapels
scavengers of human flesh
and theres plenty of that

alunperin piti olla coveri. toistaiseksi ainoa biisi johon on Icon X vaikuttanut (ellei uusinta mukaanlueta, ja suuri kysymys onkin, luetaanko täällä?).ensimmäinen Yrohtab-äänitys ja eroaa selkeästi tyylillisesti muista.paljon kämmejä lyriikoista selvänsaamisen kanssa. (Oletusarvo, paina muokataksesi)