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LORDES WERRE LYRICS
"Demon Crusades" (1999)
1. Intro/Earthen Lake
2. The Lordes Werre
3. Apocalypse
4. Disguised Seduction (Chant Of Making II)
5. Welcome To Your Death
6. The Old Thing In the Ground
7. Absorbed Into Obscurity
8. Nightmare
1. Intro/Earthen Lake
Lunar light daws upon my tomb
I awake in frenzied hate
Lifting the lid of demise
Freely I roam at night
Hunger for a carnal meal
Searching for another victim
My earthly life ended by priests
I was burned at the stake!
Captured by terror, Your seized by fright
I stalk you in the shadows of the night!
The moon glistens red tonight
Intensifying my power
Nocturnal spectres lend their sight
Evening mists lead the way
Starving for the stench of death
My bloodlust grows stronger
I cloak these lands in black
I'm living breathing undead!
No escape no hiding, soaked in your crimson red
Feel your soul slip into remes of the dead!
On that eve, she knew she'd die
I came for flesh at midnight
Taking her back to my tomb
To impregnate the dead womb
Our unholy child she will never see
My son will haunt with me
Eternally!
No escape no hiding, soaked in your crimson red
Feel your soul slip into remes of the dead!
Copyright 1998 Demon Crusades
2. The Lordes Werre
3. Apocalypse
4. Disguised Seduction (Chant Of Making II)
Instrumental
Chant of Making III appears on Necrodemon - Haunted Eons. Rob Elliott continued the chapters in his new band.
5. Welcome To Your Death
6. The Old Thing In the Ground
7. Absorbed Into Obscurity
Darkened image rests before me
In the third dimensional form
Echoing languages sear through
Within my mind they swarm
Enslaved by these caverns
An endless maze made of ice
The ultimate trial of my soul
Awaiting to be shown a sign
Plummeting through the whirlwinds
Deities spin upwards from bodies that have died
Mountains crumble and fall to the sea
As fire fills the skies
Falling into an unknown dimension
Landing in waters that have no shores
Creatures fully new to knowledge
Cannot interpret their chants and roaors
Search to find second entrance
Upon the wings of impiety
Ascent from accursed mortality
Only ashes remain of first vitality
None shall forbid further introspection!
8. Nightmare
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