My eyes got blinded And conned by the light Like a fugitive on the run I sought perseverance in the night
Deceptive icons were finally Taken out of my sight As the contender to origin I will forever unveil his might
They say I am the cancer On the back of the Inquisition I may well be the cancer In the heart of the Inquisition
They say I am the cancer On the back of the Inquisition I am the cancer In the heart of the Inquisition
Through my years of sacrifice Evolution came with lessons learned Respect and fear Is what I earned So underestimate not your vision Or you will be taught Calculate your intuition And you will teach
You all have been conned And I always take the blame For you do not understand You are all the same
Have I not Been too long in the shadows of invention and creation As I rightfully behold the flesh Fear of the conscious mind will have you facing away
My word and world holds ground and is real Your word is like floods of poisoned water A language spoken with spit of different tongues
It all seems like an eternity This battle between us two "Good and evil" Me and you
Time has come to step up And take back what you took from me
My word and world holds ground and is real Your word is like floods of poisoned water A language spoken with spit of different tongues You can never corrupt me again
Time has come to step up And take back what you took from me Time has come to step up And take back what you took from me
You can never corrupt me again
I protect every man guilty of sin The ultimate sin being me The vapor from the plague That infested my mind, body and soul Obscured my view from wisdom The mist that had me wonder in resentment cleared And troubles me no more
Have I not Been too long in the shadows of invention and creation As I rightfully behold the flesh Fear of the conscious mind will have you facing away
My descent is the story of everyman I am hatred, darkness and despair My descent is the story of everyman I am hatred, darkness and despair
Evoked and entertained through centuries Wrathful and sullen, dormant still
The ferocity pervades everywhere Waiting to be released at last Hear my offering Ye bastard sons and daughters Share my sacrifice Share my sacrifice
My descent is the story of everyman I am hatred, darkness and despair My descent is the story of everyman I am hatred, darkness and despair
Reconcile not with the fear of the snake But embrace it as your own Inject its venom into your veins And replant the seed that gives growth Still shrouded in mystery Until you arise above perception A veil of ignorance is in motion Continuing throughout generations
(A veil of ignorance is in motion Continuing throughout multiple generations Let me be the one that delivers you from the deceit And back into perfect accordance with the laws of nature)
The snake is notoriously tempting But the snake is fair What is worse than not knowing? To live or disappear?
The ferocity pervades everywhere Waiting to be released at last Hear my offering Ye bastard sons and daughters Share my sacrifice Share my sacrifice
In massing darkness we stand united, raging above inferior sheeps. A convoy of souls swept into the night, hearts strengthened with black fire passion.
In us is fulfilled the prophecy of satan: evolution of the inner shrine. In us is mantained the revelation of satan: innocence brought to an end.
In honour of thy unearthly creation, we bring forth thy divine form. Vanity throughout any conceptions. Blazed and bound, for the days are coming.
Infernal madness, unholy ascendance, christian death abound in mourning perversion. Cherished sacred icons torn to pieces, they'll chase the serpent in everlasting nightmare.
Disharmonic illusions of strings bending loose, wrapped, penetrating skin. Listen to the music of their agony. Eyes made of glass, mirrors within.
Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside Cast down all memories from a past and future world The cynic icons and the cryptic writings As a picturesque creation in force and spirit Against their reason and will, it is time Give darkness it's passion plea
The venomous tongue The inevitable poison Paralyze the angels Freeze the forgiven Baptize in fire Unleash the devil at heart
Unleash the maelstrom mephisto
So sinner, mourn well Make all the swans suffer in hell The maelstrom of the mephisto left the trace To revel and feast in undelivered grace
Pledged to judgmental arrogance in Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself A tyranny in torment, an inner-sanctum stealing sleep
In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle Where the ravens spread their wings out wide Dwell in depths of the darker self at any shore of infinity And watch the relentless paint the soil black What is being formed echoes throughout eternity As the painter chooses color no more
Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies…lies
Oh, look at those lifeless leaves All their precious pride is taken away A lost creation for a graven image Trembling of nothing but their own fear
On behalf of water made to wine Elements of deception must entwine Righteous greed and derangement divine Vacuum is given to the blind
To surrender to a faith so fake To not comprehend while you're awake Thrive on your deity for heaven's sake
Do loose your battle before actual birth For some sheep need the company of a shepherd To face the scorn of the earth
Existential parasite drama across the lands What a relief never bother the why's Investing illusions and folding hands The passion for mankind's ignorance feeding you lies
All those naked faces, empty shells Procreation of the mind put to rest Crippled and caged, anaesthesia adjust The lambs of slaughter preoccupied in disgust
A dismal universal hiss, the sound of public scorn The brush that sweeps across the spectral fields This landscape is not without a sense of epic wonder A vast scale that places this sprawling underworld Into a realm of frames
With a blood-storm fading into the distance Floating without directions over this smouldering landscape Caught in a moment of transformation These shades of anatomic malignant nature Approached on another in an unpleasant way Frozen in the act of speech, desperate to express it's state Created in a shape to accommodate a wide variety of demonic forms The realm of the benighted aristocracy of evil most pure
This is where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep
Emerged from the depths of the earth gasps It rages against mankind, to annihilate the earth and worse It spills the blood like rain, the beauty of death it represents
Devouring their flesh with a razorblade smile Genes would still blindly carry on smouldering ember of hell Limned with gold leaf, the scarlet brush That sweep all traces of time, place and pattern
Total death in every nation Monuments of vanquished civilization Just as brilliantly removed ruthlessly eliminated The cornerstone of human emotions Has now been drained away I saw death of a most uncommon nature
The apparition of two faces in disgust Invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive Trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image Eager to leave further but chained still
To crumble into such nothingness A despairing fate, for your lies To pretend is the lunatic's legacy Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy
Born lifeless into a world of coma As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts
The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful
Holding the banner high, unrestrained Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt Still in costumes to please the ways of living Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating
Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea You're destined to yield fragments of Hell in return
Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience With the strength of the spiritual eye Spirits of the token unchained and free Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee Demon to some, angel to others
Incarnated marvels simplified Effects from such a disconsolate kind Impotence of the once so perfect living Erase and rewind
Stand rigid for the next battle Peace means reloading your guns The love for life is all hatred in disguise A carnival creation with masks undone
In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I wish you well Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin Worshipped by anyone's mass on our planet hell What on earth possessed you
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin
Left are the kings of the carnival creation Carrying out the echoes of the fallen
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away The ultimate graceless voyage of all times Only death will be guarding your angels, silently Cripples joining arms in clamour Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted
Infected by invalid behaviour While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction Confess to slavery for the world saviour Give praise and inhale the corruption
The Enfeebled provides the fool The Disabled provides the tool The Apathetic demands the affection To those suffering from their own satisfaction
Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plague Testify today´s contradiction, glorify tomorrows deed Inconceivable moral priest, hide in preferable dress Invite to another pleasure feast, the concealment of joyful laughter
The decrepit innocence of your correctness and well-chosen Elicits the source of the need for immediate forgiveness Submit to no grace but the spiteful of your disease Apply to join the unlimited disgrace and a settlement in the skies And turn the confusion among your children into self-stimulation The incarnation of your prostitution, the true Evil in disguise
With the ignorance from your cross as the witness The truth of your tragedy make you justice In your mirror the high spirit of kindness Looks like malice
Condemnation of life by the living dead What a premature judgement, contradiction to the core How unfortunate I am, cursed to spend time on a battle already won The shame that will be guarding your grave says it all Retreat to the crypt and make it worthwhile Recall my sins furthermore but still be watching yours with a smile
As cyclones detach from the world above And all the other worlds beneath them flow Timewinds caressing the dust of cold memories Sought, to strive in twilight mist and penal fire
As daylight suffers, night time recollects For what wind hath drawn near, so near…
Death has a contract on life and hell in-between What was once not certain is now foreseen
When the pendulum is in it's reverse factor Rivers run red and skies turn black Accuracies of bloodbaths liberate from within Conquests of a crooked cross and its coming loss
A magisterial maintenance of diabolic education Where the opposite of innocence paves way for intelligence Where pearls are chained for each tragic event The glorification of deviance in progress
Liars in wait tries to quench their thirst for more Drowning victims of a parallel universe The scum of the earth, a rejoice of fouls The world hates you for being precise
