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CALVARIUM LYRICS
"Rehearsal II" (2002 Demo)
1. Horns of Hate
2. Death Worship
3. Morbid Hordes Revenge
4. Herramme On Saapuva
5. Suicide Manifesto
1. Horns of Hate
Bestial hatred upon mankind
Gazing down from the throne
gushing misanthropy
Disgust, dripping from the mouth
Expression, twisted insanity
Ritualistic art of dying
made by my horns of hate
Gone are my humane emotions
what is left is a faceless void
of downcasted evilness
Submit to the HORNS OF HATE
For you are just flares in the eternal night
Horns..
Mislead lambs
where is your shepard now?
Never see the Light...
Book of Revelations, prophesied wrong
Defeated armies of god
Glorious triumph of Satan
Cursed black magic from the Horns of Hate
2. Death Worship
In a room, darkened
Full on my suicide notes
On the walls..
In the ceiling..
Covering the floor..
Every corner saying goodbye
cursing this world
hailing death
As I stagger
in this world
and the one beyond
The words of the notes
Form faces, grotesque
Demonfaces, horned and mocking
Staring at me
Laughing at me
Screaming in my mind
Elder scriptures
Tongue of demons
Written and carved
all over my skin
Written to summon
those creatures in blasphemy
Deny Heaven
and walk the way to blackness
In the last momets
"odo cicale Qaa; sodoreje
Iape sodirejo Noro Mada, hoathahe Saitan!"
and the demons
rip me apart...
3. Morbid Hordes Revenge
Dead like a priest hung from a tree
Ropes drawn about his armpits
Crows have picked his eyes away
Flesh is scarred and ripped to shreds
The crucifix still hanging cold
Dancing slow to the wind of the north
His faith couldn't save him, nor could his god
Weak human destiny, nothing pure inside
His soul cried for angels
But I raped it endlessly
A thousand days of torment
Doomed to fucking die
Hopeless, starved, miserable
You'll see the eye of Master
Never will you see the light
Morbid fate of a mortal man
Mortal worms - crushed by
The hammer of the Nocturnal
4. Herramme On Saapuva
Kostonkuu joi verta tuhannen kristityn
Höyryävän maljan heidän kalloistaan
Edes aseet ruosteiset eivät itkeneet
Ne vihdoin saivat nauttia veriteoistaan
Ei auta parhain miekkakaan
Ilman miestä ja tahtoa takanaan
Heikko kansa (joka) luottaa jumalaan
Jää aina tappiolle - kuolemaan
Suru nousee uuteen loistokkaaseen kunniaan
Vaikkei herran kansaa täällä kukaan surekaan
Kun tanner verestä juo jälleen humalaan
Syksyn pakkastuuletkin saa kosto juopumaan
Vanhan kirkon raunioille
Ei elämä tee paluutaan
Herramme on saapuva
Vallitseva ikuisuutenaan
Helvetin kunnia mukanaan
5. Suicide Manifesto
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