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BORN HEADLESS LYRICS
"Headless Henchmen" (2004)
1. Butchered Hope
2. Headless Henchmen
3. Vision Of The Beast Within
4. Dungeons Of Abraxus
5. Empowered Existence
6. Rise Of The Overlord
7. Roman
8. No More Shall Remain
9. Scalps Of Scythia
10. Skull Crusher
11. Stained Wars Of Coloured Earth
1. Butchered Hope
Laid open wide
To the marauder
Defenceless weakling
Hiding quivering
Painful bleeding ears
Faith has failed again
Belief is not truth
Mortal hope is slain-and-butchered
Butchered faith - In ignorance
Butchered hope - Of martyrdom
Butchered faith - Realisation
Butchered hope - The fall of man
Now you see the truth
Lids torn from your eyes
Blood runs warm and free
Washing over lies
Now you see
The truth the blade carves into your side
Now you see truth
The blade carves deeper inside
No matter what you say your hope in still falling
No matter what you do your faith is still dying
No matter what you say your hope is still falling
No matter what you do your faith is still dying
Die!!!
Watch your friends dismember each other in jealous
Rage!!!
Observe them fall over as they stumble for the - pain - of - salvation…
Butchered faith - In ignorance
Butchered hope - Of martyrdom
Butchered faith - Realisation
Butchered hope - The fall of man
The fall of man
The fall of god
Butchered hope - In ignorance
Butchered hope - Of martyrdom
Butchered hope - Realisation
Butchered hope - The fall of man
And then you die
The blade
Lets its tongue carve into your soft side
No matter what you say your hope in still falling
No matter what you do your faith is still dying
No matter what you say your hope is still falling
No matter what you do your faith is still dying
Die!!!
Watch your friends dismember each other in jealous
Rage!!!
Observe them fall over as they fall into darkness
The fall of man
The fall of god
Will kill you all…
2. Headless Henchmen
See thine men who bare cloaks of darkness
Don't fuck with them or they'll kill you
They'll chop your head off with swords of sharpness
Or axes
Or cleavers
CHOP - CHOP
Headless Henchmen
They won't hesitate to kill you
Before thy throne they'll execute you
All the fables you hear are true
Headless Henchmen
Tales once foretold
They all will lose their souls
Chilling cries of noumenon
Nourishment from what has gone
Headless Henchmen
They won't hesitate to kill you
Before thy throne they'll execute you
All the fables you hear are true
Headless Henchmen
Headless Henchmen
See thine men who bare cloaks of darkness
Don't fuck with them or they'll kill you
They'll chop your head off with swords of sharpness
Or axes
Or cleavers
CHOP
3. Vision Of The Beast Within
Vision of the Beast Within
Volatile are the ways of the desperate,
those whose pride drowns their wit
Easy are the unbalanced to strike down,
but hard to predict
A blade easily passes through the flesh and bone,
but more resilient is conviction
If one is set to an action their will
Lets loose the beast
Flesh to feast
A life to cease
The beast is pleased
Bleed…
Die…
The drawn beast
Must taste the blood
Must wet its lips
To sate its lust
Must part the flesh
And drain its fill
The beast of fate
The thrilling kill
Guiding the beast with vision
Volatile are the ways of the desperate,
those whose pride drowns their wit
Easy are the unbalanced to strike down,
but hard to predict
Guide its maw onto the flesh
Let it open it fresh
A blade easily passes through the flesh and bone,
but more resilient is conviction
If one is set to an action their will
Lets loose the beast
On flesh to feast
A life to cease
Guiding the beast with vision
The drawn beast must taste the blood
Must wet its lips to sate its lust…
Must part the flesh and drain its fill
The beast of fate's thrilling kill
The drawn beast must taste the blood
4. Dungeons Of Abraxus
Dungeons of Abraxus
Torment... Through his childhood
Sadist... Born and bred
Beaten... Lacking reason
Submission... Wearing thin
Hatred... Seeping through the
Clenched teeth... Desperate
Ruptured...
Feed on the hands that
Feed him...
Turns to the darkness to
Free him...
Draw him to the flames and
Brand him...
He is now one with his own which can't survive
Souls of the weak, it needs to thrive
Emerged from the pupÆ of inner fire
To kill without the
Limits of humanity
Fear of decay in mortality
Bathing in the blood bore of its fists
Embracing the subconsciousness
Underneath its husk he lies dormant
Watching the beast devour his foes
Increased hunger with the flow of the blood
Raping the soul torn from its shell
Feel the warmth flow down its throat
The flesh collapse beneath its grasp
Bind their soul to its own
Chained within its dungeon
Unhinged rage in primal form
Exacted on ignorance
Consumed by the seeds they'd sewn
Cloven bodies internally wrung
Rend apart one by one
Lives of innocent ignorance
Greater... Now is his knowledge of
Pain... All now fall under his
Gaze...Knows not a limit to
Lust... Disciple of darkness
5. Empowered Existence
Empowered Existence
He created a material race
Which would exist on a physical plain
They would be different from the dogs
They would make their own fate
He would not force them to follow him
Though he'd attempt to guide them
To his worship
Hailing him mighty powerful god
To give this independence
From himself to his new subjects
He weaved into their essence
A fragment of his soul
Jealousy burned through their minds
Consuming the dogs' dull ways of before
And they rose up against their master
Attacked and wrought havoc on their lord
6. Rise Of The Overlord
Rise of the Overlord
Once known
Once was
Upon this we shall rise
Forth to a greater tier
Upon this a chilling fate
Within the realms…
For it is the way of all warriors
For it is the way of all kings
For it is the way of all warriors
To follow into death those they revere
Seek vengeance seek the strength
Malevolence for the weak
Seek the vessel of power
The blood to guide the land
Seek vengeance seek the strength
Malevolence for the weak
Seek the vessel of power
The blood to guide the land
Blood of the king to guide the land
Blood of the king to guide your hand
To kill…
Souls leave…
To kill…
Pain is to be, it was to be
Within the realms…
For it is the way of all warriors
For it is the way of all kings
For it is the way of all warriors
To follow into death those they revere
Seek vengeance seek the strength
Malevolence for the weak
Seek the vessel of power
The blood to guide the land
Seek vengeance seek the strength
Malevolence for the weak
7. Roman
Roman
Questioned for the cause that lies unknown
Pressed firmly to the hot coals
Repent for the gift of the blissful blow
For no more pain
Joints torn apart in vengeful rage
Held within the iron cage
Another soul another pain
Septic lying in their own waste
Torn apart…
The helpless dead from the start
Lives to fuel the fire of the developing ways
The darkened days
Recreated they're now our spawn
Turn their face from the light
For they fear their turn
It is known where they hide
Satisfaction through split flesh is what we reap
Infatuation with the colour of life
Living real our fantasies
Taking pleasure from the bloodied frail
The application of pain our new religion
Pray…
Torn apart…
The helpless dead from the start
Lives to fuel the fire of the developing ways
The darkened days
Recreated they're now our spawn
Turn their face from the light
For they fear their turn
It is known where they hide
Satisfaction through split flesh is what we reap
Infatuation with the colour of life
Living real our fantasies
Taking pleasure from the bloodied frail
The application of pain our new religion
Pain finds every corner of the soul
Pain makes all our dreams possible
Without… suffering…
You can't… escape…
8. No More Shall Remain
No More Shall Remain
World of hatred
Terror flows within
What is left is wilting
And decaying, hope is dying
Left for some
But the reality is nothing more than demise
What has come
Is lost…
The day of dying grows nearer
By the day hope is dying
Human race blames everything… But itself
But the consequences will show the reason
As they created this destruction
No more shall remain…
World of Demise
Terror flows within
World of Demise
Hatred flows within
What is left is wilting
And decaying hope is dying
Left for some
But the reality is nothing more than demise
What has come
Is lost…
The day of dying grows nearer
By the day hope is dying
Human race blames everything… But itself
But the consequences will show the reason
As they were created for destruction
No more shall remain…
The day of dying grows nearer
By the day hope is dying
Human race blames everything but itself…
9. Scalps Of Scythia
Scalps of Scythia
The Scyth takes his foes scalp as a trophy
Adorns them on his horse
Delivers the skull forth to his warlord
Claims his rightful pillage
The skulls are then crafted into proud goblets
To partake of the fallens blood
Adorned in cloaks made from the defeated
He moves proud through their ranks
The hundredth captured by Scyth in battle
Sacrificed to their hungry gods
Slaughtered blood captured in a vessel
Then drained upon the scimitar
Scalps of Scythia…
The Scyth takes his foes scalp as a trophy
Adorns them on his horse
Delivers the skull forth to his warlord
Claims his rightful pillage
The skulls are then crafted into proud goblets
To partake of the fallens blood
Adorned in cloaks made from the defeated
He moves proud through their ranks
10. Skull Crusher
11. Stained Wars Of Coloured Earth
Stained Wars of Coloured Earth
Bodies lay empty on the ground
Can you taste it?
Heroes once were they
Thou has seen their last day
Clouds
Water-ridden skies
Can you feel it?
Stained wars of coloured earth
Evening dwells as daylight births
Ride through forests of fog
Can you see them?
Heroes once were they
Heroes they have maimed
Heroes they've became
Seek thy men who fled your side when death stared them straight in the eye
Hunt them down and take their life for they are cowards in disguise
Hunt them down and take their life for they are cowards in disguise
Hunt them down and take their life for they are cowards in disguise
Swing the axe and hear the cries
Stained Wars and coloured skies
Stained wars of coloured earth
Swing the axe and hear the cries
Stained Wars and coloured skies
Ride through forests of fog
Can you see them?
Heroes once were they
Heroes they have maimed
Heroes they've became
Seek thy men who fled your side when death stared them straight in the eye
Swing the axe and hear the cries
Stained Wars and coloured skies
Stained wars of coloured earth
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