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Bestial Lullaby
06:44
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‘Twas a night of joyous revelry before
The winter winds crept down from the mountains above
Song and laughter bellow from a village of man
From the forest, a dark magic is stirred
Cloaked figures chanting ancient hymns of malice
Gathering round a fire near the mouth of a cave
Wails of ecstasy and sadistic bloodletting bring the forest to life as they look to the sky
This is forever
Beams of light erupting from the wicked souls
Illuminating the heavens above with an aura to behold
Screams of agony
Bodies contort in unnatural ways while
Bloodshot eyes fix to the horrors above
In the stillness of the night
Our worries disappear in the warmth of the flame
As demons writhe down below
We dance along into the dark
This beautiful song we hear
Trees speaking in the ancient tongues
As the beasts submerge in moonlight to slaughter
Primordial powers stir within the cave
Eons of putrid rot and filth bellowing from its bowels
The hour of the beast is nigh
This land shall bathe in blood
Darkness descending upon the village as fires blow out
Like thieves in the night they move swiftly
To drag us to our doom
This night of malice shall
Rebirth an ancient wonder
What little resistance to be had was thwarted
‘Twas no match for these beings of an older time
The hills around the village emanate a glow
And there was silence for
In the stillness of the night
Our worries disappear in the warmth of the flame
As demons writhe down below
We dance along into the dark
This beautiful song we hear
Trees speaking in the ancient tongues
As the beasts submerge in moonlight to slaughter
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2. |
Mourning Star
06:03
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As I wail staring up to the sky
Feel the wrath boiling beneath my skin
Doomed to die here all alone
Here I’ll falter under the moon
Here in this hell scape the onset of winter chills my bones
Barren trees encroach upon me as they whisper deceitful sweet nothings to my tortured soul
Here I lye feeble and worthless against the grain
There she lay
Cold lifeless ripped from her limbs
Blood strewn around
Entrails hung from the trees for them all to see
Reeling back
Heartbeat explodes into pandemonium as I remember she wasn’t alone out here
Where is my child?
Frantically searching about the ground
Praying to all the gods that my precious would be in my arms again before the night falls
Tucked away in a thicket rests the lifeless body of my only son
Oh gods why?
I’m alone staring into the night
I’ll cut my wrists to escape this illusion before me
For I am of the damned
Here I’ll falter under the moon
Nightfall wraps me in this cold veil
Hands trembling as I reach down to cradle him
Stumbling towards the distant shore
He shall not rest on this haunted ground
If only I could take his place
What is the point of me going on?
What is this feeling of despair I feel wrapping my mind in guilt?
How I wish for death
Here in the dwindling light I fall to my knees drawing my beloved blade to turn on myself at last
We shall meet again
Here in the twilight of the forest I steal myself
But a mere sliver of torment in lieu of eternity
I feel myself slip away
I’m alone staring into the night
I’ll cut my wrists to escape this illusion before me
For I am of the damned
Here I’ll falter under the moon
This torment released from me
I am reborn in
A sea of drowning souls
Awaiting heaven
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3. |
I Died in Autumn
06:15
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Stranded here in my own flesh
A coffin of sinew and bone
Gapping wounds in my abdomen spilling forth the
Essence of a life I once lived in vein
Bloodied hands lay limp in snow painting a
Visceral piece to be cherished by those who come after me
As black fills the sky
As birds fail to sing
I wither away
They reclaim my scattered bones
They carry me down to haunted caverns below
This body I submit to the damned
Purged of its essence
My soul perished long ago
A husk wandering for months
Only brought to death amidst the anguish I had witnessed here
Oh all the hardship I’ve endured through the years
Finally stifling me down in the midst of autumn
With no means to provide for this kin of mine
This winter shall be our last for we’ll starve by years end
If only I could have foreseen the demons
Emerging from shadows to slaughter us all
Ripping and tearing they lavish in the fountains of blood
Raining down from the sky
She runs to the hills
Pursued by death they are lost
With my absence
I’ve killed them all
I’ve killed them all
My soul perished long ago
A husk wandering for months
Only brought to death amidst the anguish I had witnessed here
And so I go forth into a chasm of black
Let me drown in an endless sea of torment
Forever cursed to be haunted by a memory
A shameful death only fit for a damned coward
Take me back to the times of plenty when I
Felt alive with a warmth deep down in my heart
Before the leaves turned gold with the changing season
Before I spiral into a well of despair
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4. |
Forlorn
05:11
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Behold a prophecy from the immortal
A quietus to the pagan worshippers of the common land
Filth ridden swine
A powerful deity emerges from the hell-gate
Of chaos itself proclaiming the reclamation of the mortal plane
Ave regina tuum
Skies blacken, waters recede
Mountains crumble returning to meager dust
Fire erupts, peasants weep
To no avail as the molten flames proceed
To consume a lush land laid before it
How hateful this torment shall cleanse a forgotten world
An abandoned sphere
A corrupted seed not fit to carry on
“Traitorous witch, you’ve brought this upon us all
Death to ye and curses upon your deplorable kin”
An aura permeates through the veil of time and space
The witch ascends
A filthy grin of supremacy on her face
Resting silently at the right hand of her bastard queen
She whispers fallacies, angering the deity
Sins and misdeeds accounted for their judgment
A game of wits
Betrayal in all its grandeur
The skies part revealing the sun
A chaos sphere of hate
A burning flame to scorch the earth barren
Men consumed in molten fire
Women and children weep
A thirst of blood and fear is satiated
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5. |
Boreal Valley
06:33
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Bodies strewn all about the site of a ritual
Those still conscious enough to witness this horror
Shall pray to pagan gods begging for mercy
Begging for death
If only they knew what fate shall await them
Deep down below
A cacophony of their screams ring out
Tortured and mutilated for the moon god above
In the heart of the cave
Powers coalesce
Flesh ripped from its bones
Dark magic stirs
Reclamation pools of flesh
Pulsing violently as it comes together as one
Sinew bursting as a viscous liquid slowly bleeds out
Cries of newborn demons erupt as they emerge
Twas moving betwixt the scattered rocks
With the speed of a hound
And there I saw one advance upon
My dying brethren
A cacophony of their screams ring out
Tortured and mutilated for the moon god above
Abhorrent creatures spill forth to the valley to hunt once again
Innocent blood flows down from the hills
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Vermilion Dawn Wisconsin
Wisconsin Death Metal
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