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RELLIK LYRICS
"Heritage Of Abomination" (2005)
1. We Who Rise In Might
2. Satiated With The Blood of The Conquered
3. Exhume The Ancient Wargods
4. Hourglass Shattered
5. By Means of Blood And Fire
6. Thy Kingdom Crushed
7. Genocide Horizon
8. Storm Upon The Shores
9. Before Me The Lions Weep
10. To War Be The Glory
1. We Who Rise In Might
The four horsemen came and brought forth their plague
The scribes of history wall say
Before our savage journey we were a quiet people
With a culture and integrity
Then the storms came and the land it raped
Clouds broke and famine fell from the sky
Mouths were cracked and dry and tongues had forgotten water
Our empty stomachs churned themselves with hunger
I watched my brothers die from the land so dry
Like a fruit it withered and humanity writhed
I rise with Pride
To preserve myself I will fight
I scoff at the fate that came from the sky
Abandon my god, for this god let my family die
I rise in might, to preserve myself I will fight
Together we will ride and spill blood in the stream of life
We abandoned our home and took to the open road
Searching for a helping hand amongst fellow men
Looking like the plague rom which we came
Fellow men soon turned their backs
Forsaken by the gods
And outcast by humanity
We took by force our pride and integrity
Abandon your god, for this god will let your family die
I rise in might to preserve myself I will fight
Together we will ride and spill blood in the stream of life
We abandoned our home and took to the open road
Searching for a helping hand amongst fellow men
Looking like the plague rom which we came
Fellow men soon turned their backs
2. Satiated With The Blood of The Conquered
Attack!!!!
We are one and many a driving force consuming the enemy
Vengeance is mine for the time when their foot shall slip
The day of tragedy is at hand
So their doom comes swiftly
Uncontained hatred rains like fire from the sky
The wind and the storms and the fire is on our side
They sow the wind and shall reap the whirlwind
Men will be annihilated and women will be raped
Temples are ablaze we set fire to your faith
Where are your gods the rock in which you took refuge
Who drank the blood the wine of your libations?
Now nothing more than a memory in a mouth of Ashes
The day of tragedy is at hand
So their doom comes swiftly
See now that I, even I am he I am the god to be
I hold my hand to the sky and command from the throne
As I live forever when I whet my flashing sword
And my hand takes hold on Judgement
I will have Vengeance
I'll make my arrows drunk with the blood of the conquered
3. Exhume The Ancient Wargods
How we pray to the ancients for vengeance, we ask for one last fighting chance
Let us break these chains of enslavement our free hands deliver judgement
God of the bleeding sphere called Mars, open the gates let your armies harge
Fill this gorge of war with the blood of our captors, the touch of spear and axe fills our hearts with rapture
The opening of the cosmic war has begun
This is the last battle between gods and men
How we pray to the ancients for vengeance, we ask for one last fighting chance
Let us break these chains of enslavement our free hands deliver judgement
God of the bleeding sphere called Mars, open the gates let your armies harge
Fill this gorge of war with the blood of our captors, the touch of spear and axe fills our hearts with rapture
The opening of the cosmic war has begun
This is the last battle between gods and men
"We have arisen as Horus and sit down as Ptah
We are strong as Thoth and mighty as Atum
We speak with our mouths in order to seek out our foe
They have been given to us and shall not be taken from us"
(Taken from The ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead: Spell 11: "Spell for going out against a foe in the realm of the dead")
The wrath of the gods is inspired by the shedding of our blood
Invoke the violence of the ancients by the rape of our women
Upon the throne of genocide we are seated built with the blood of the defeated
The inhumanity of man against man is beyond belief
4. Hourglass Shattered
Brick by brick this wall will crumble
Dust and debris mark our forced enemy
Sending up a sign th those inside the wall that their kingdom is soon to fall
My armies wait to charge so the enemy knows that it is time to die
This pause gives me time to observe the fear in their eyes
My armies charge like a gust of wind, the gushing of blood is soon to begin
My armies swarm like flies to carrion
As I wait behind the lines with my axe in hand
All those with fear who try to run, those will be the first to meet my weapon
Sending up a sign th those inside the wall that their kingdom is soon to fall
My armies wait to charge so the enemy knows that it is time to die
This pause gives me time to observe the fear in their eyes
My armies charge like a gust of wind, the gushing of blood is soon to begin
Heads are chopped flying through the air, a grisly sight of human despair
Fountains of blood reach to the sky, a violent display of my might
Now they know fear they feel its terrible grip, frozen cold, frozen stiff
The awful impression that death is imminent,
Can consume a man's soul and leave you lifeless
5. By Means of Blood And Fire
Blood thirsty axe and sword we flail bodies
Chopped and dismembered humans now amputees
The flag of our land is blood upon the ground
A dead body marks our territory the hands that fought us will turn to dust
Severed and collected from the dead and all the hairs from their head
Blood thirsty axe and sword we flail bodies
Chopped and dismembered humans now amputees
The flag of our land is blood upon the ground
A dead body marks our territory the hands that fought us will turn to dust
Severed and collected from the dead and all the hairs from their head
We gather them up and let them rot, then throw them in the pit
Let fire cleanse them we chant to the gods as the fire starts to grow
Let us feast we chant to the gods as we start to eat
We conquerthen dismember the hair and hands we keep
We gather then make fire of our dead enemies
They suffer we devour now they know who is their king
Offer blood offer fire by these means will we conquer
6. Thy Kingdom Crushed
This is not the punishment for your deeds
Rather this is the penance for your convince
For the fact that you played the game
And attempted to win
Now the lids of your eyes are removed
You will see the truth
I am the creator of the game
Your every move plotted out against
Every thought you had I read
Every stab that you made at my back
I saw it... and now... You know that I am God
I condemn you woth my hand of holiness
The flames of the abyss are burning at your feet
I am the Lord of the Pit wicked in my ways
I damn you from above and burn you from below
Because you are nothing, you have gained no ground
You slide down the rungs of the ladder to your salvation
Denied from the beginning of existence
With my godly powers I gave you hope
You wondered where it came from so I broke it
You denied my powers as your savior
So with my black hand I took your soul and ate it
I took your circle of beliefs and burned
Then put out the flames and gave you what remained
A meaningless pointless life that you flaunt
And no-one is deceived when you try to beat me
They see inside you
The shattered remains of your life
7. Genocide Horizon
Arise legions of the damned I command revenge
Hark, the winds of war are howling
Turn your other cheek to peace, embrace the slaughter and the glory of war
Rituals of fire and slaughter of the lamb are at hand
Full throttle warfare speeds through the boundaries of peace
Raging rivers of blood crush the last bastion of man
Priests in mass pray for war to cease
But only meet the rage and steel of the damned
The scales never balance, always have they tipped
Never in goof favor, never for the weak
The horizons alight with fith fire, blackening the sky
A trophy sculped in treachery forever mounted amidst our victory
Bodies piled in lines, like the dying of a family tree
Marks the length and breadth of our depravity
As for the rage of men, that would undo the earth one thousand times ten
The wolrd becomes their burial, the capital city for life's denial
And in the thickening black, the light of the stars the smoke attacks,
See the false horizon rise, the burning aftermath of mass genocide
8. Storm Upon The Shores
I tread lightly through the night, becoming shadow-like
You will hear no sound, no indication that I am there
Except for the fear, unexplainable when I am near
I will haunt and stalk, before I strike
I like to see the paranoia develop into hysteria!!!
And the last moment when you are ready to break open
I will put my blade unto your throat and watch the bloo like fountains flow!!!
I am the storm upon the shores
The fire upon the blade
And mankind will never find
Peace from my campaign
When your throat has opened, the bleeding is severe
But half the fun of slitting throats is the gurgling you will hear
I instincts will take over and you put your hands to your neck
Realizing that the warm and wet is the blood RED!!!
I am not through yet, but the fountains have peaked, and when you realize
That it's useless to scream
The desperation inside drives you to survive, panic then attack, fight or flight
The lights begin to fade your head becoming heavy
And from the loss of blood you will become weary
I am the storm upon the shores
The snake in your garden
And once again I will wilt your flower to demonstrate the power of my resolve
My gaze is cold and hard
And I could stare for hours at my art
Time is of the essence and my presence must go undetected
9. Before Me The Lions Weep
I throw my head back and gaze into the sky
Searching for divine protection of my life
I'm searching for hope and courage to fight
I drop my head and gaze upon the field where the flesh of men from bone is peeled
No longer can I contain this fear
I charge the field screaming like a maniac
The first wave falls as resistance builds to our attack
Shells explode men are dashed into the sky, like our hopes to make it out alive
Cold machines unforgiving
Sweeping fire through our lines
They are calibrated to destroy and to defy
The heads of men pop like melons, the extremities coarsely severed from tendors
I overlook a landscape of blood and blasted earth
Drawn by the violence of men who served shell craters early tombs for the deceased
Under armed the casualties steadily increase
No eulogy for those brave whom to the earth their blood they gave
Before these massive weapons that man has made to destroy man
Courage is impossible to summon at the sight of these machines
Which alone would make the mightest of lions weep
The heads of men pop like melons, the extremities coarsely severed from tendors
I overlook a landscape of blood and blasted earth
Drawn by the violence of men who served shell craters early tombs for the deceased
Under armed the casualties steadily increase
No eulogy for those brave whom to the earth their blood they gave
10. To War Be The Glory
Our screams will fill the sky and the ravens will fall
Our blades will glow from he sun and our armor will flash like lightning
We will be like Michael with fiery sword and eyes of wrath
The lamenting of our enemies shall become deafening
"Let their blood be plentiful", let it pour from the sky like the great deluge
Let it be more potent than wine, it's nectar shall intoxicate us
We will be incessant and drunk, fighting in a battle-haze
Judgement be swift. Our wrath will be fire
Let their lies turn into venomous snakes
These horrible vipes shall bite their owners
Let the poison wind slowly through their veins
Let their pain be tenfold the hurt of their false tongues
Judgement be swift. Our wrath will be fire
The fluid of the body will become like acid
Their spit will spoil fertile ground, their semen will destroy the womb of mothers
Children will be incinerated upon conception and blood will retaliate against flesh
"Let their blood be plentiful", let it pour from the sky like the great deluge
Let it be more potent than wine, it's nectar shall intoxicate us
We will be incessant and drunk, fighting in a battle-haze
Our weapons will rend their diseased skin
Our blades will cut their heads from their necks
Our hammers will smash their hands and mouths - the tools of their deceit
Upon the cries - our songs of war, the clouds will break apart
Lightning and storm will hale down, the earth will break apart and shoot up flame
Our enemy will be consumed, the end of their days is near
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