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PATH OF GOLCONDA LYRICS
"Destination: Downfall" (2004)
1. Through Fog and Fire (Intro)
2. Uncreation
3. Message in a Rifle
4. Calling the Tide
5. This Dead-End World (Instrumental)
6. Petriachor (the Parting of Hearts)
7. A Cannibal Crusade
8. Devour Machine
1. Through Fog and Fire (Intro)
2. Uncreation
Welcome to a cult that is none
In this thought-world of disorder
No one does belong in here
With me this fucking hell to share
Now the night grows endless
Unbareable and cold
Monnlight tears dark clouds above to Wired flesh of white spawned life unfold
Refrain:
You never get to know
What it meant for me
What it meant to be
The opposite- enemy
You never get to know
What it meant for me
What it meant to be
The opposite- The enemy!
At night it came – like a feeble embrace
And tumoured flesh and spirit with a plaguish idea
Deformed and wild– a twoheaded child
Aborted to reality in spasm and in heresy
Cries
Breathing in lungs
A heartthrob undone
Shall rise in revolt
Of man-machine so bare and cold
Forwards marching a curse of lepers
Leeching at the planet´s veins
Midair winds of foul miscarriage
Keep prowling (and) howling of your fate
Refrain
Degenerated to this life abortion- Back to this world of uncreation
We stand here, smiling, patient, waiting- watch the painful intential bleeding
…cold blood seething
…waiting for eclipse
A fast-forward start starts now rewinding aeons
The beginning of an end moonshadows have unveiled to holocaust
“Die, my darling!”
A bionic chimera prowls the thousand ruins of industry
Fighting and defleshing all the poor ones to resist
Opening a gate to hell we all are drowning deep into
Listen to the thundrous cries of decades in abyss-
Bibles bleed of their sick quotation
Midst the ravening pulse of toxic detonation
Heed the psalm of amokoronation
- Uncreation!
I can see it
You will feel it
I must bleed it
- Uncreation!
Eager comes what stays for long
Ebonize a world gone wrong
Septic tongues perceive this pain
Cheer arsen in bright amphores
Fuck their hopes and then again
Shipwrecks a shade on dying shores
That night it came like a feeble embrace
And tumoured flesh and spirit with a plaguish idea
Deformed and wild- a twoheaded child
Aborted to reality in spasm and in heresy
Cries
Refrain
Uncreation…
3. Message in a Rifle
Bewildered yet immortal: this vexing urge to kill
Three moons have past but still no chance for psychopaths to rule this thrill
Sensing through a target with stone-cold, poisoned hearts
This sister-snake, born at the stake and left to taint my very arms
(this sister-snake, born at the stake and left to taint my very arms)
“There was a boy that once upon a time
hath breathed these world of sulphur rain and sought to smack all scum divine
And love, a pale reflection, too thin to win or fight
Had no house nor rooms to live save in the walls of homicide”
A monstrous fable crawling to the minds of feeble hope
It´s you: the prey and nonetheless the murderer´s soul…..
A ruin of Sin
With the innocent caged within
The tumour stirs
In the flesh of fever
Behold
What you see and what our Khaos enfolds
A Message in a Rifle!
Message In A Rifle!
Once enraged and on to slay
There´s no regret nor a new day
No smile shall bar my Way of Hate
But mine wheras the word is spread of
Message in a Rifle
…these war orchestra notes
in ghostly swifting tones
Enkindle one, two, three
Desire…..
“Then came the light, celestial and burning
like wilder flourish of horrors still to come-
God whistling for the Wind, now reaps the storm he´d sown
His children fall from Paradise for roaming Babylon
alone.”
Stalking beneath
The madness unleashed
Thick shadows cast
before this primrosed path
What suns and moon receal
A reddened snow conceals
And falls like souls from grace
In Cold Catharsis
Bewildered yet immortal: this vexing urge to kill
All moons enhanced but still no chance for psychopaths to rule this thrill
Sensing through a target with stone-cold, poisoned hearts
This sister-snake, born at the stake and left to taint my very arms
Unaware of sorrow, the Nemesis was lit
And burnt a lost tomorrow a grey and hopeless pit
Drift, Drift- and swiftly veil atrocities
Still ill natures will wake to roam
This fable´s worth: There IS no remorse!
Cry petrified and still and lo the human overkill-
… and greet the night of god.
4. Calling the Tide
Fattened winds of sindustries have called upon thee
deflorating nature with tornado licks
orbital ca-ballets of catastrophe
dancing at the edge of revelation-
Imminent, malevolent- a cruel upheaval
Struggling forth to wipe away this virus-race
forgotten ghouls have sought to choose, ghostly grinning
with blinded spells and from disgrace
feeds the fall of mankind…..
Carven into the flesh of this sleaze
-breathing the stench of decline-
a wave to end the disease:
Calling the Tide!
The anticlimax of this drama, haughty and condemned to fail
Fading lonely, whinning wholly storms of time too strong to sail
Carven into the flesh of this sleaze
-breathing the stench of decline-
a wave to end the disease:
Calling the Tide!
From allusion to reversal
Falls the poetry of loss
And with broken, lengthened fingers
From the ruins of moral lingers
A dream to tear, a mind to twist
One drowns and sinks and both eclipse…
The Gates of Hellotopia opened wide
As the great red harlot with covetous thighs
Is pleasured by the worms of carcass extasy
Let me swallow shallow
Decadence-
Away with the flood
With curtain, bow and dank cascades
A final cast in lot with
Diabolo ex machina
Carven into the flesh of this sleaze
-breathing the stench of decline-
a wave to end the disease and
Man keeps up calling the Tide
5. This Dead-End World (Instrumental)
6. Petriachor (the Parting of Hearts)
I have loved flowers that fade
-A murder of daybreak-
For its bloom once seen after dusk
Dried within the golden light of lust
And as I, like the guardian of nightfall,
Sow the stillness of all smothered hope
I grew a cosmic space between us
And between the prayer and his god
Between the Prayer and his God…
I see kaleidoscopes breaking
Shattered glass on a shiftsanded soil
My weak hands bleeding
Scarred from the stars we grew dark
I pray for rain on my shoulders
And those stabwounds in our hearts
As I slid my soul with rusty razors
On this night without hope and sweet
Petriachor
… and the Parting of Hearts
I have sought hours that break
Damnation´s tidings
But amidst the silent winds of grace
Roared those venom crafts of hate
In the scorpions nest where we had slept
Altogether with the fear of life
A deadly fire took our breaths
For any words and falling sighs:
The cold sting of envy
I see kaleidoscopes breaking
Shattered glass on a shiftsanded soil
My weak hands bleeding
Scarred from the stars we grew dark
I pray for rain on my shoulders
And those stabwounds in our hearts
As I slid my soul with rusty razors
On this night without hope and sweet
Petriachor
… and the Parting of Hearts
… for only losses shall last
Forevermore… mistaken the past
For so fast I stole all roses from her grave
And in the waning light of a world forced to decease
We danced as if this paradise was never meant to leave
Her opale eyes were burning tears and ravens darkened her
Lovelorn mares and gifted me the poison that we were…
And I can never forgive me losing you
I can´t forgive me losing you… again…
Arms that lengthen a yet magical mania
Strangle trust and grace
From heart to cunt succumbed to frost
Is all that counts thy colder face
I see kaleidoscopes breaking
Shattered glass on a shiftsanded soil
My weak hands bleeding
Scarred from the stars we grew dark
I pray for rain on my shoulders
And those stabwounds in our hearts
As I slid my soul with rusty razors
On this night without hope and sweet
Petriachor
… and the Parting of Hearts
Petriachor
… for only losses will last
Petriachor
… and the Parting of Hearts
Petriachor…
7. A Cannibal Crusade
Disguise for the last time´s ignorance-
A flood of flowers and a dagger behind
And million twins of rotten, cloned hysteria
Like hungry drones scaling bones and souls abide-
A final storm on desert fields,
The thunderous herald of Blitzkrieg…
The tapestries of hate and their fate
Enarmouréd and feverish to attack!
Under the kisses of a ravening sunset
The feeble faith of mankind left a bloody stain
And moral kneels, heart-cuffed and crippled
Beneath poor hybris, proud in vain
Torn between two worlds of glass
And steel without skilled paints
Cruel saints, misled and wolfskin- shed
Obey and judge my thrill- ferocious aftermath…
And crouching in this pit of words
Where voices harm like sharper swords
In light outside prides the amount
Of far insaner bodycount.
Hail! Hail! Hail!
Hail Sin-
On their knees
Begging for salvation
In the tongue of slaughter-ecstasy
Devouring the dinner of disease
Served with tears, thick dead desires
And lost verses…
Whilst I lay, away
From the sound and woe of earth,
Warmed on siege and opiates,
A sidled vision passed
And while my body rested there
And all my bones found peace
My mind inspired from this tomb
And found new blood to feast (on)
What lies beneath
´came torn apart
by serpent drill- bits, demonhearts
burning Rome for Holy War…
Two spirits slain
For endlessly our grace was ripped:
From harmony to the love for
Mortal sin
…and Cannibal Crusades
Down with the devil, an eye for an eye
A funeral banquet from faith to a lie
Never again will enslavement be torn
Never again be a Cherubim born
Seraphine Horrors as blood veils the sight
This carnage mistaken for eternal rights
Chewing on Allah´s celestial guts
Enflaming the earth so carnivorous…
Mocking at runes of a prophecy, gone,
A new Hydra rising from witchcraft undone
Bloated, like bodies submerged in the cold,
Motionless waters of vision and void
Each neck a fable and each head its dread
Hissing more curses brought into effect
Reborn as puppets with razorblade strings
Poured into masques like gold without glimpse
Forever- this fever
By the pulse of broken hearts
Grows violent, so silent
Like a prayer on battlefields
Caged in the chasm of murderous darkness
The feeble faith a mankind left a bloody stain
And moral fell, heart-cuffed and crippled
Beneath poor hybris, blindly slain…
I fade away
Drowning into nightmares
Of a sightless, perverse entity
No more again
Shall we taste of innocence
We, who scattered greed……
8. Devour Machine
How does it feel to be raped and raped again
Infernal molestation of your body, mind and soul
Virginal skin drags in endless pain
You´re just meat to be raped and raped again
Helpless caged in my cellar
But you are not alone
Whispered spells of downfall
Death blooms in every wound
A new day full of agony
As I enter your pit again
Those pale grey shrouds are buried soon -
Save your cries in vain
All your senses are destroyed
for the one of pain
lurking like your promised lies
You´re up to be raped again
Hark! Oh restless spirit!
enfold thy fatal grasp for me
For night shall be my realm
Condemned to these lies I am
Colourful my visions are
But also rich with hate
And so your existence is
The only thorn in my eye
Solace in my veins
From passion turned to wicked greed
Thou my beloved deamon
Is it you I have to kill?
Lo! This rose with poisoned thorns and steady falling leaves
This shall be my final fall into the black of endless grief...
Yeah, how does it feel ?
Before your master you shall kneel
Revenge always a bitter taste
may help my aching heart to heal
How does it feel to be raped and raped again
Infernal molestation of your body, mind and soul
Virginal skin drags in endless pain
You´re just meat to be raped and raped again
Helpless caged in my cellar
But you are not alone
Whispered spells of downfall
Death blooms in every wound
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