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Unnamed Chaos
06:10
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I The Beginning
Before the times there was just chaos
No planets, no stars in the depths of universe
Once there was given a birth
…so who you are, nameless creator?
...Creation!
Death and rebirth of the milliard worlds
It was just beginning
Just frontier between man and god
II The voice of chaos
I gave you existence
Breed and breed, motherfuckers!
I gave you existence
Cut down each other!
For this is my will!
III Humans
Building altars, learning sights
Fading in eternal night
Searching for the sacred truth
And return again…
…to chaos!
IV The voice of chaos
All shall fall
And every sun will collapse
And oceans will dry up
Because true is just…
…darkness!
V Humans
So who you are?
All-powerful god or just flash in the dark?
Will we ever know
The abyss we must fall?
VI spirits & demons
…he is just chaos!
…he is just chaos!
…he is just chaos!
…he is just chaos!
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2. |
Pedophile Priest
03:24
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A church’s parish gathers guests.
The whole families come with children
Remissions of sins, communion, prayers
Are given to everyone by local pastors.
A church service ended
People want to go
But the priest says: "Come here,
Let’s go to my cell.”
Taking an innocent child
He leads him by hand
Knows that dooms him on torment
But doesn't care about it in the end
Without renouncing his faith
He rapes the innocent children
Hypocrisy of church
Ulcer on the face of Christ
Fucking priest doesn't represent
an exception, because he’s the rule
They don't refuse their dirty faith
But don't refuse up their lust
Lust!
Taking an innocent child
He leads him by hand
Knows that dooms him on torment
But doesn't care about it
Thousands of paedophiles
Are protected by holy walls
Rotten soul is caressed by
the child's laugh and bodies
With the bless of their Pope
They do their ugly business.
He gives them absolution
He gives them forgiveness
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3. |
Call From The Tomb
05:15
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Blood!.. Blood of the victims
Steps of the spirits
Are left on white snow
Screaming!.. Screaming of brothers
Crying of mothers
Reproach all those who’s alive
Awakening flames of the great ancient fire we enter the way of a secret desire
Awakening flames of the great ancient fire we enter the way of a secret desire
Awakening flames…
Covered by ashes all from those names
And only the bastards remains
Kingdom of fools in the shades of the cross
Poisoned blood in their veins
Lost is the wisdom, forgotten the path
That led us to Valhalla’s gates
Now is the time to remember the past
Because future belongs to the brave
Rise your hand up to the moon!
Hear… hear the whispers of tombs… hear them!
By northern winds on ravenwings
Bringing the Thundergod’s breath
Valkyries ride into the skies
Foretelling to enemies death!
Rise your hand up to the sun!
The proud son of Europe
Ancestors call you from their tombs
Can you hear them?...
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4. |
Hangman
03:01
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I‘m obliged to serve in prison
To refuse there is no reason
Whose sentenced to highest measure
My axe execute with pleasure
Ones were carried out youthful dreams
And I obtained the right to kill
Unhappy sinners condemned to death
But they can’t see it terrible face
Hungman must store the secrets
And possess the steady psyche
To bring up the high moral qualities
And have the flexible mind
On people’s eyes
I chop the heads
In wet basements
I break the fingers
Iron Maiden is
My best friend
The Spanish boot is
Foot-wear for sinners
The best days will come
When the tribunal again earns
And I’ll send the condemned criminals
To infernal burning halls
In such conditions it’s so hard
Not become hardened by the heart
To continue execution
With divine and men‘s solution
Hungman must store the secrets
And possess the steady psyche
To bring up the high moral qualities
And have the flexible mind
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5. |
Die For Victory
02:58
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The enemies try annihilate
Your quiescence and rest
And make you ready to convent
To their fucking faith
Monks and creepy bastards, pressmen and politics
Really load of rubbish and try to muddle your brain
They want see your money, they want hear your esteems
For their own desire of deceitful greatness
On moral battlefield
Destroy your attackers
On combat zone of fear
Prepare to fall in battle
Expect another day
That really make you free
Forget your pain, be ready
To die for victory
Burn the governments, hang the clerks
Cut their full up faces
Rob the cloisters, rape the vestals
Till last sacrament
Fight for the proud
Hold in contempt
Violate the shrines
Reject attempt
Of accusation
In helplessness
Of accusation
In lawlessness
On moral battlefield
Destroy your attackers
On combat zone of fear
Prepare to fall in battle
Expect another day
That really make you free
Forget your pain, be ready
To die for victory
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The Carrion Worm
03:01
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Eat carrion meat and drink the blood
My only wish, my sacred debt
Worm of death is name of mine
My dear place is in corpses’ heads..
I crow through eyes, trough rotten tongues
I crow and taste their stinky flesh.
The syphilitics are my dish
I like their bones and cartilages.
To gnaw the holes and bite the meat,
To vomit nails and creep in shit
These things of beauty are my life,
My days, my nights I couldn’t deny
Mucus, urine, blood and bile,
Perspiration, teats, crap,
Mucus, urine, blood and bile,
Perspiration, teats, crap…
Eat carrion meat and drink the blood
My only wish, my sacred debt
Worm of death is name of mine
My dear place is in corpses’ heads..
Still worm of death dimbs up to carrion
And pass your organs through itself
White maggots sharpen brain
And overcook your essence
Mucus, urine, blood and bile,
Perspiration, teats, crap,
Mucus, urine, blood and bile,
Perspiration, teats, crap…
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Wasteland of Reality Minsk, Belarus
Wasteland of Reality was formed in May 2010 in Minsk, Belarus as the result of the creative work of three people: Esoteric (guitar), Lord Kaban (guitar, vocals) and Asator (bass, vocals). Band always had a problem with the lack of a permanent drummer, because of this had to use a drum machine. But in the summer 2012 Terr came in the band, and line-up was finally gathered. ... more
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