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MORBOVIA LYRICS
"The Realm of Unconcern" (1999)
1. Intro
2. Soaring Into The Realm of Unconcern
3. Burning Race
4. Its Native Place
5. Built For War, Built For Revenge
6. The Last Crusade
1. Intro
2. Soaring Into The Realm of Unconcern
Captivly in my body I wait for the day.
The day when I will forget all those irrelevances
and soar into the realm of unconcern.
In my very heart the moment of taking
leave forever is known to me.
This point of time approaches me more and more
and it won�t last a long time until I die.
But I have resigned myself to my fate
and longing for the place.
Where I give up my body to death
and my soul catches sight of exemption.
Finally free of the agony, life offers me daily.
Finally I leave all earthly matters behind.
And betake myself to this wonderful realm.
Perhaps this was the only goal, I had to reach,
since bearing with this torture,
this senseless voyage through pain and humiliation.
Death before my eyes, setting on its prey
like a gigantic bird keen on destroying the defenceless.
I feel the claws of the beast reaching for my body
and extricating my heart out of it.
Now I have achieved my aim.
Freely I soar and carelessly I look down upon
this pitiful creatures
creeping in the dust and fulfilling the sky with their lamentations.
They aren\rquote t worth of devoting myself to this dimension.
Perhaps my soul will be able to ally
to like-minded characters in eternity.
Those of the human race being wrecked by their
own hatred of humanity\rquote s blindness.
All of those, having the same feeling
of not being created for life,
To soar...
No longer molested by inferior creature
withdrawed from their world of slavery.
What I leave is a farewell-letter
dedicated to my so-called fellows.
A last warning.
Now as I sleep eternally
I� m free from the agony life offered my daily.
I left all those irrelevances behind
and soared into my realm of unconcern.
However there is no reason to mourn
for that, what happened.
Because for me one of my
favourite wishes became true
3. Burning Race
Realizing it is accomplished.
Watching the time is passing by
without being able to be apart of it.
Knowing the decades of life are concluded.
The time I was forced to occupy.
myself with this creatures.
"A new day, another torment in this life.
Hate as a result of my weeping frame of mind.
Burning race, a real treat to see them die.
A new day...
Hate...
Burning race...
Finally I leave this inferior race behind.
In my own world of ideas I will burn the scum.
To sacrifice every single god-damned soul
on the stake of hate, is the only way
to quench my thirst for revenge.
Is this the reason for my existence,
the eradication of the human masses?
I as the one who takes their faith
and rends their chains to pieces.
Only in my mind, my endless dreaming after life
this vision will become true of vengeance
and retribution.
When the last creature turned to ashes
and the winds of redemption are blowing againt
my sprout is satisfied and I spit on the
heap of human dust
as my fist is smashing the face of their god.
A new day, another torment in this life.
Hate as a result of my weeping frame of mind,
Burning race, a real treat to see them die.
A new day...
Hate..
Burning race...
Realizing it is accomplished-
Watching the time is passing by
without being able to be a part of it.
But my yearning for eternal victory
keeps my spirit alive
beyond the mortal limits.
4. Its Native Place
`They aren� t worth of seeing me home to eternity.
They shall perish in their own ashes.
Left behind on this planet they enjoy the apocalypse."
A creature at that I watch while it leaves this world.
Its entreating cries for help are slowly crowing dump.
And everything it was fighting for
fades into nothingness.
Everything for what its dreams were standing.
Its persuasion and even its readiness
to die for something it was devoted itself to life.
However all this attributes were good for nothing
as long as it was surrounded by subhuman creatures.
Even the strongest isn� t strong enough
to defeat the narrowness of the weak.
To walk through a completely extraordinary world,
darkness is its continual attendant.
The certainty never to meet anything that
is because of the same motives
prepared to form an alliance for fighting side by side
against that, that has been expanding for a much to long period.
"Its native place.......a kind of horror that shows me
the way to my real schizophrenic personality."
Those conditions cause the hate in a character like it
who is always keen on fighting
until it takes leave
and soars into the next dimension
the battle won` t be past.
There is nothing being able to destroy its will.
Qualities that become older than life
that can�t be realised by the primitive humanity.
Eternity is its native place.
Captivly on this planet its will to be
victorious will come true some day.
.....some day....
Twilight in the sky before my eyes.
A whisper of my soul gets through the silence.
A body falling to the ground.
A spirit escaping this jail and reaching its aim.
From my fortress I watch down upon them,
while they become a slave of their own faith.
Falling to their knees in front of a god
a stately man would laugh at.
Trying to subdue the own weakness
with the help of their gods infirmity.
But for me this will never be reality
because it shows me the course.
5. Built For War, Built For Revenge
"......imprisoned by the chains of society
is what he got sick of...."
He will start to rent the chains to pieces
with all his power given by the gods of hell.
This is his task to go his own way
without the so-called prescriptions of any weak.
Man created by the gods of hell.
Built for war, built for revenge.
Built to fight for his in sin created land.
Urged by blind rage to reach his unholy aim,
the end of the human waste,
the seed of all weakness.
instructed by the Jesus Christ idolaters.
"Once sent from the frozen land
to settle up with this infected world.
Infected by the mass controlled minds,
the overestimation of an once proud race.��
Man created by the gods of hell.
Built for war, built for revenge.
Built to fight for his in sin created land.
His persuasion rather to die than to fail
in reaching his goal makes him so strong.
And there is nothing putting him off
walking his way
till he will return in his in sin created land.
Return to the dust he was built of,
the ashes he will leave, the stench of rotten flesh.
With the fire of revenge burning in his eyes
...his time....
No mercy for the enemy.
This is the day of vengeance,
the day he lived for and
the day he is prepared to die for
....for war...
The hate wields his sword.
No mastery of his hatred.
Man created by his own strength.
Built for war, built for revenge.
Built to fight for his in sin created land.
Looking at a blood-soaked battlefield
knowing the red ground is a sign for his victory
where he stands in proud eternally.
Reached his goal and satisfied his sprout.
"Once sent from the frozen land
to settle up with this inflected world.
Destroyed the mass controlling rules.
Souls catching sight of exemption.��
6. The Last Crusade
The final carnage has begun.
Our swords are prepared for war
and long for the blood of our enemies.
To destroy all hope and believes of the weak gregarious ones.
This is what they deserve after centuries of slavery and oppression.
"A kind of revenge for what they have done to humanity.
Hidden in us the power to avenge our tortured souls."
Those with their own persuasion.
The believe in man� s own strength.
No necessarity to follow the prescriptions
of any religion.
This causes our strength as conquerors we leave the battlefield
with proud in our eyes.
Destroyed all holy
we�re soaring into our realm of unconcern
from where we see
the left ruins of our enemies� world.
A story of hate and genocide.
A memorial
devoted to the characters of this sad game called life.
"A kind of revenge for what they have done to humanity.
Hidden in us the power to avenge our tortured souls."
Victims of the holy book.
Your time has come!
Take leave of wonted environs!
Now it is achieved.
The last crusade comes to its end.
Our sprout for vengeance is satisfied.
Seeing your vigor fading into nothingness.
Our laughter is the only thing
breaking the silence.
"This was our revenge for what they have done to humanity.
Unleashed the power to avenge our tortured souls."
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