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Hymns To Blaspheme

"Hymns To Blaspheme" (2002 Demo)

1. Chants Of Dies Irae (Intro)
2. Daemonum Resurrectum
3. Ultimate Hellish Magnitude
4. Elysium Raped By The Horned King
5. Dimensions Of Fire
6. The Grandeur Of Pestilence
7. Desecration Of The Holy Sacraments







1. Chants Of Dies Irae (Intro)




2. Daemonum Resurrectum




3. Ultimate Hellish Magnitude

thou who art the scourge of heaven and earth,
thou who shalt be served by the true warriors,
thou who shalt walk again among the burning ground.

Thus I summon thee by my blood, but not only with mine...
Servant, lay the virgin upon the black altar,
uncloth her, prepare her for sacrifice.

This is my sacrifice for thee, thy lords, thy legions!
Oh, how gently the blade slides among her flesh...
Black fog hovers above the stone-ground
when the blood runs sweet into the unhallowed chalice.
And my phallus unseals the innocence of virginal being,
a symbol for crushing the white gates of heaven,
and my seed of purest hate and wisdom rushes
from my hell into the once pure heaven.

The cirlce is aglow with fire, my vision becomes truth by my spells.
I bow down for the horned silhouette I behold:
The ultimate hellish magnitude has arrived.




4. Elysium Raped By The Horned King

In a rampant and furious stream of hate,
the whirling demon legions blast
from the opened portal of hell
like a storm of fire towards heaven.
The nocturnal silence that was before
now torn asunder by the roaring devastation.
Satan leads his armies into god's realm
to unleash the final war upon the feeble saints.

Darkness enters where once was light.
Vacuum enters where once was air.
Swords and spears afflicting the bloodbath,
as the angels heads roll and blood becomes the new seas.

Satan crushes the head of Christ,
while penetrating into Marys heart.
Crushing her womb by his infernal spiked lance,
while his servants lay godfather in chains.

The blackness of hell rushes into heaven,
as the life of god slowly fades away,
while the demons of war tear his body apart
beheld by the mighty emperor Sathanas.

God's head on a spear, his innards thrown away
into all directions, for his lambs to witness:
Heaven is lain in ashes!




5. Dimensions Of Fire

Where I walk is the heat of a thousand suns,
where I reign, no life ever has dwelled.
Where I breathe is the stench of pestilence.
Where I slay is torment and suffering.

I rule dimensions of fire, dimensions of hell.
I am dimensions of fire, dimensions of Satan.

The battle is clashed and heaven is no more.
When I look upon the earth, I see my armies rejoice
in trampling the bones of the feeble humans.
My emperor´s kingdom is build, the age of darkness.

Fire burns the green plains of earth,
the sky glows like coals inmidst the furnace.
The great conflagration from heaven to earth is now complete:
Hell on earth!

I rule dimensions of fire, dimensions of hell.
I am dimensions of fire, dimensions of Satan.

Where I look, flames devour the living,
where I command, the great Satan speaks.
Where I cast my spells, hell becomes expanded,
where I walk is the complete Luciferian domain.

Hail Satan! Tenthousand years are thine!
Hail Lucifer! Enslave the souls of the weak!
Hail Belial! The universe bows for thee!
Hail Astaroth! The tormented speak thy name!
The glorious age of Satan has arrived!




6. The Grandeur Of Pestilence

In the Dark Age of the 11th Century,
the human civilisation is nearly erased,
an unseen entity rose from the depths of hell
to spread disease and death
among god's creation...

Midnight fog creeps through the valleys,
sulphur stench fills the stale, dank air,
molten with the stench of cremated cadavers.
An era of diseases struck the weak lambs.

The bell tolls, counting the deaths in this night.
A wooden cart drives through the pathways,
piled with stinking putrid humans.
A priest whimmers in front of the funeral pyres
his weeping prayers into the nightsky,
yet the faceless death rides through the air...

He is the bringer of plagues, from the depths of hell he came,
faceless wind born in Satans splendour, the grandeur of pestilence.
He is the reaper of humans to rot the creatures alive.
A rider of the apocalypse, the grandeur of pestilence.

Wolves' howling sounds from afar,
vultures circle above the valley.
The stench of decay reaches the realm of god.
The scythe of death is wielded,
harvesting the dead for the cauldrons in hell,
Satan awaits them to torment their souls.

"Empty and silent lie the villages,
now home for millions of flies.
O spirit of Satan...
Spread thy darkness over this world!"

Satan... O thou lord of sin and destruction,
may the fog carry death among the living.
May their lungs be filled with vermin.
May they embrace their god in the hour of ultimate torment.

Empy and silent lie the villages,
some cripples pick up the defaced cadavers,
to bury them in their blessed earth,
not knowing that these grounds already were desecrated.

Twelve disciples once came and told the words of god,
his love and grace now drowns in pestilental death.
The winds of plague sweep forth through darkness,
to leave the ground withered and diseased...




7. Desecration Of The Holy Sacraments

 


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