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CRUOR DEUM LYRICS
"The Need For Theory" (2006)
1. Infuse... Initiate!
2. Koma
3. The Requirement Of Logic
4. You May Die When Ready
5. Hate the Human Figure!
6. When You Left
7. My Thoughts Be Punished
8. No God Shall Become Before The Self
9. Reverend Neverend [Re-Recorded]
1. Infuse... Initiate!
2. Koma
Internally fed, by my majesty
Declined all this they call divine
Seven arches, face deprived,
Bleeding corpses run and hide
And this is all what I denied
You’re wrong, cruelty proves the only pleasure
The ally, wrongfully accused by your sensation
The fire came and swept away all desire
Pale death machine, it rather salutes the dire
I’ll get my axe; I’ll prove you wrong once and for all
Your power justifies my actions, dismiss us!
And on we go into the storm
Not familiar with what we might meet
And on we go with obedience
Oh, sweet joy, as you long for my rose in Koma
I show my violence for only you.
I’ll rest disfigured
Until I die
Until you find me
That solemn night
I’ll rest disfigured
…until I die…
The conquered mind
Speaks so lightly
Vacuum personified, embodied
Suffocation within instant adrenaline
I’ll take away your sacred fever
Prove me wrong, I shall witness you deliver
The sword which will strike me down
A hollow demon in the form of a sinners wish
Made me realize I can never reach your bliss
In torment, in fear, despair, unknown by will
but an icon of life will show
still very few acknowledge this wicked evil
…and I’ll rest disfigured
Until I die
Until you find me
That solemn night
I’ll rest disfigured
…until I die…
3. The Requirement Of Logic
What for? What needs do we need to please?
This mind takes nothing for granted.
In your pain I regain a build-up for the future
to be everyones end
Godlike power ; life versus theory
Frantic abductions
Theory = Logic
It would require a sum of sub logic
to mass destruct the earth
Therefore noone should be allowed
to think... ever.
4. You May Die When Ready
Welcome to my small world
There’s nothing for you here
I’ve seen the patriotic senseless men
Arrive and shortly after disappear
Just like the dawn of heaven
Or the growing flames of hell
Reputation about the horned one
Never gives answers to those who fell
Instant bleak approvals
are promised to the godlike whore
Then she’s raped, she’s cast out
And it is the beginning of a war
I kill not only for my own pleasure
As I am never truly allowed to
But as soon as the master gives his command
His wish I’ll accomplish
I’ll kill you!
Completions undisputed
Have drawn you to his horde
When travesty speaks, it’s common
To kneel and give praise to the infernal lord
Is it worth to spill your anger?
Is it really worth to die for?
Then I beg you, take your own life
You may die when ready, it’s your call.
I’ll kill you!
5. Hate the Human Figure!
Human race, a disgrace to us of better race
It’s like we always can outrun them by far
Bow and kneel, down your heel, can you even feel?
Do you even exist in the same place as me?
Major fraction, through action
Redefine the filth from this planet
Salvation, masturbation
All the same, it will never end as long as they don’t
Die and disappear, faster than faith
Whores of Satan will tear you down
Scum of the earth, when will you see
Life is sacrificial to those of human breed?
I have foreseen this demon night
They are running and we grin in delight
Equal way of thinking is used in war
Theory injustice, theory of lore
As we draw closer to the brief battle
I realize how greatly I abhor your breed
I order you to death by inhalation
Mouthful of air with a taste of poison
Fear our future if you have a name
False be you who withstood us once
Foul dead men accommodating you
To the palace where everything ends
I obey no-one. I am merely self-aware
I wield no power. I can only dream
I carry hatred. I hate myself
I take you lower. Than you may reach
Contravene my lord, he will not accept
Impure intervention
My sky trembles before my steps
Pulling down
Death, a time of the treacherous
Slay the dawn for the deceitful
Hate the logic of humans!
Hate the human behavior!
Loathe the passing of mankind!
Die, die! Hate the figure of humans!
…of you!
Life itself is in itself not life itself
Life is matter, life is trust
Life is controlled, life is not about you
Life is... Hatred for life
Fuck you humans! Fuck your belief!
Die, you fuckers of inferior breed!!!!
Terrorize, lit them eyes
Let them suffer us
Although I can't stand
the smell of their kind
Soon be gone, at dawn
they will flee for their lives
and we will conquer
we will win
I obey no-one. I am merely self-aware
I wield no power. I can only dream
I carry hatred. I hate myself
I take you lower. Than you may reach
Hate the logic of human trust!
Hate the human behavior!
Loathe the passing of mankind!
Die, die! Hate the figure of humans!
…of you!
6. When You Left
Demonic, yet concrete human shape
Manifestation of creatures built to reap
This earthlike spin-cult is my sermon shift
Seeing abstract feelings go deep within
Pazuzu! I longed for your return
Oh my Lord, forgive me for my eyes have never turned!
Thy words infernal returned only for me to obey
Caress me, blistering lord, as I am your only prey!
In unsure realms I’ve burned
Unanswered was my word
I exist in every matter
and now I’ve found my true slave!
In our dreams, we've seen blades
made from soil, robbed from graves
In despair, we've seen dreams
Visions of nothing, so it finally seems
7. My Thoughts Be Punished
I have worn out my claws through my clover
I’ve found it’s this yearning that ruined it all
Eclipsed it now mirrors oblivion
Stay still within margins of the looking eye
Then along came this moon with its bliss
Making clovers seem emptier still
It screamed faultlessly into the night
Killing all the sunlight
Oh, how I longed for my rose
In the end I saw not enough flaws
The foundation of mirrored lust
I fancy my beliefs raw and untouched
My mind be punished for all its thoughts
Ignorant indeed and by no cause lost
Blade of the coffin seems near and close
Redefining death as the splendorous gift
One can have, one can give
Exploiting this pure flipside normality
I have forgiven my clover
Still I’m deserted at heart
Who can tell what will penetrate my psyche
As turmoil has rested inside
Once I felt sure how to be approached
Once I felt good, I suppose
Then pure feelings begged me to step aside
And become a mortal
Sculptor, inventor, whatever suits your technique
Deformer in vanishing art
Molten beauty in continual dread
A thousand views entered my corpse
No need for blameless grandeur
I apprehended that I wouldn’t respond
I’ll hail you master
She was to say in the gentle sweet ways
How to fulfill my apprentice with rage
Who was to save my untruthful demands?
Leaping forth queries towards distant lands…
My core was feeble but my eyes could still see…
Body of mine losing limbs rapidly
- “Inanity is force-fed to your kind…
Punished be you for the thoughts in your mind!”
8. No God Shall Become Before The Self
A figure stood above all else
It didn't exist, although it so seemed
So cold appearing from the void
To fulfill the hole which unoccupied
had stayed so long in my life
Embodied by imagination
Apprehending not that it's fiction
Like ones' self, nothing brings such affection
Imaginary life, it lies in all of them
No God shall become before the Self!
Take one second out of your life and reflect.
Take one minute from your life and dwell on it!
You will see!
9. Reverend Neverend [Re-Recorded]
Father, I bring you enchantment
Temptations to entirely let endure
What’s better than to exist within?
What is it that pushes through?
…that soon eats our kind?
I reflect of syndromes when I speak your tongue
And heed of evil when I wound your lungs
Brutally lost in thought when I assume that
your blood still flees from my blade
Inside your holy house of worship
You privileged no reverence
Instead, a disdain of yourself
Will enlighten us to forget
To see you…
See me now at this time
Place of worship mislaid
See me now at this time
Existence of worship gone
- Away, devil! Away, hell!
Away witchcraft and all of the spells…
- Away, worship! Away, rapture!
Away all these disgraceful terms!
See me now at this time
Existence of worship gone
Their wind of rebellious theme
May now bloom, so it be
Shall we suffer? Shall we believe?
Proud or not, they will flee.
Time to see what we can weaken
Through hours of practice of magical chants
Shall we suffer? Shall we believe?
NO!
Now see us!
See us now at this time
Place of reverence misplaced
See us now at this time
Existence of worship gone
Long gone…
Worship is gone!
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