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SACRILEGE LYRICS
"Sacrilege" (2004 Demo)
1. Enslaved By Darkness
2. Legions of the Sunless Empire
3. Hot Stuff (Donna Summers Cover)
1. Enslaved By Darkness
Conceived my murder, spawned by fire
Innocent blood and funeral pyres
Hate and Madness were my birthright
Born to reign and slay the light
My time has come, Death will obey
Preacher of Heaven blown away
Seals are torn, Darkness descends
Mankind's illusions comes to an end
Fallen angels, dying prophets
All drink deeply from my golden goblet
Shards of madness, hate and bloodshed
Roam the land and paints it
Black as the night, Obsidian's light
Whips at your face and takes your fright
Cast down your arms, worship my name
Kneel before your true messiah
<Chorus>
Dawn is lost to darkness
Madness Swings the pendulum
Rivers stream from bloodbaths
Christendom's in flames
Raving preachers walk this earth
Promising life and fool rebirth
Spawns of chaos, breeds of terror
Cleanse the ground of human errors
Sunlight rebukes, this world is mine
No false king prevails, no fool divine
Until this day noone could see
What's to become for all eternity
<Chorus>
Dawn is lost to darkness
Madness Swings the pendulum
Rivers stream from bloodbaths
Christendom's in flames
You are all
Enslaved by me
Darkness rules
Eternity
You will fall
And you will see
What's to come
And what will be
2. Legions of the Sunless Empire
Among the shadows the dead are still roaring
Roaring for vengance and one final breath
Silence from darkness, the minions abhoring
Are burning as fleshcanvas even in death
Whitewolves are howling for one last desire
Wake up the dead from the Sunless Empire
Dark troops, now clawing at God's inner sanctum
Justice has struck the Deceiver of Fools
Chorus:
Curse of a Thousand Blackened Skies
Hell has come to tear your lies (apart)
Spit you in you wretched face
And let you die alone, disgraced
Cold and disbanded the dead leave their victims
Bleeding and raving like raped russian dolls
Blinded by hatred and deaf to their screams
Decades of rapture is taking its toll
Pleased with their work and sadistic delight
Blood of false prophets are ending the fight
Archangel souls now enslaved by the unknown
With scriptical howls and desires best unsung
Chorus:
Curse of a Thousand Blackened Skies
Hell has come to tear your lies (Apart)
Spit you in you wretched face
And let you die alone, disgraced
3. Hot Stuff (Donna Summers Cover)
Sitting here eating my heart out waiting
Waiting for some lover to call
Dialed 'bout a thousand numbers lately
Almost rang my phone of the wall
<Chorus>
Looking for some Hot-Stuff, baby this evening
I need some Hot-Stuff, baby tonight
I need some Hot-Stuff, baby this evening
Gotta get some Hot-Stuff
Gotta get some loving tonight
Looking for a lover who needs another
Don't wanna spend another night alone
Wanna share my love with a warmblooded lover
Wanna bring a wild chick back home
<Chorus>
Looking for some Hot-Stuff, baby this evening
I need some Hot-Stuff, baby tonight
I need some Hot-Stuff, baby this evening
Gotta get some Hot-Stuff
Gotta get some loving tonight
<SOLO>
<Chorus>
Looking for some Hot-Stuff, baby this evening
I need some Hot-Stuff, baby tonight
I need some Hot-Stuff, baby this evening
Gotta get some Hot-Stuff
Gotta get some loving tonight
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