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ARDUAL LYRICS
"Birth of a Ravager" (2005 Demo)
1. Birth of a Ravager
2. Empty Throne
3. Bound to a Shapeless Enemy
4. Between Two Hordes
1. Birth of a Ravager
The misconstruction
Conserning bastard child
Still the wounds of ravager run deep
Even on his dying breath
He is bleeding lies of your greatest prophet
A bitter child with poisoned wounds
Embodiment of pity he was
Yet with weakness
He bound a whole race in sacrfice
Created a void
Which slowly ate our origin
Long was our fall
On his dying breath he uttered his curse
Light died
Heaven shook the earth
Thus our future was sealed
Cry out
For your betrayed father
Then we'll see
The true value of this intervention
This is the end
Of our reign
This is the end
Of our once proud race
This is the end
Of all we hold dear
For now the ravager of manmade order is born
Offsprings of Golgotha
Possessed by martyrs' spell
Where the flame
That consumed everything
Birth of ravager
The most beatiful beast
Birth of ravager
The darkest of all rituals
Offsprings of Golgotha
Possessed by martyrs' spell
Where the flame
That consumed everything
The birth in me
The newborn beast of prophet's death
The birth
The newborn beast of mankind's death
2. Empty Throne
Years have passed since then
But still we crave for more
Wounded messenger
Came to me
He said that all hope's been lost aeons ago
Halls of heaven have been burned
And gates of hell have crumbled
And chaos has descended to hearts of men
Mortal energy
Fueled by death
Destructive force is seeking potential
To unlock chains
Of immortality
The ultimate prize of Armageddon!
Their worlds long without saviour
Their worlds long without guiding
Their realms with empty thrones
Will soon drown in our flow
Motive to strike
Reason to fight
Misled fools will begin the war
In our own world
Our ability to die was the powder
That brought your heaven down
True form emerged
from your own ranks
Showing its eyes of demonic nature
Word spread like plague
Tainting with truth
Intervention was our invitation
to open fire
Years have passed since then
But still we crave for more
So crossbred children
Of torn identity
Attacked against their own creator
Ferociously they ripped their way
through heaven's halls
Not leaving a single stone behind
Mortal energy
Fueled by death
Destructive force is seeking potential
To unlock chains
Of immortality
The ultimate prize of Armageddon!
3. Bound to a Shapeless Enemy
United in this maze
Locked together by universal hatred
Tear the feeling where I know you
The insation where I see you
Substance of illusion
A great lie in its own form
How can you draw a line
between friend and foe?
How can weaklings justify
their deeds in unknown?
On these gray fields I'm the only god!
Expanding and shaping
Spawning and breeding
In constant alteration my enemy is
Bound to a shapeless enemy
The alliance between contradictions
Pleased your faceless god
It is portrayed in every
cowardly act that religions perform
Pathetic
Spreading before me
In front of my eyes
A constant conflict
Against every belief
Diminished and decayed
Is the world above
A hopeless battle
Against shifting nature
Bound to a shapeless enemy
Bound to a shapeless enemy
4. Between Two Hordes
Between two hordes
Of twisted spawns
I was drawn closer to clarity
Between two hordes
Of religious fools
I found the strength to clutch my sword
Take one step forward and it will end
In a cry of triumph
Between two hordes
of sacrificial cattle
I found your shepherds
Between two hordes
of filthy whores
I found the fiends of my heritage
Take one step forward and it will end
In a cry of triumph
All over celestial cities
Against immeasurable odds
I found the strength from my blood
Against ocean of fools
I vanguished every single god
Against twisted spawns
I stroke your thralls down
Against twisted spawns
I washed my hands from their blood
Before we expected
these fools misjudged their own strength
and trembled under our feet
They started their battle
long before war
Brainwashed sheep trying to act like wolves
Let them die
For it's the only thing they want
Let them die
So I myself may rise
Let them kill my enemies
No urge for me to get burned
You are the shit that keeps staining my hands
The very battle that I tolerate daily
Sickening disgrace to our divine heritage
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