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THE CHASM LYRICS
"Conjuration Of The Spectral Empire" (2002)
1. Deathcult Arrival
2. The Conjuration
3. Dark Cloud
4. The Ecstasy of Pain and Destruction
5. Brand the Mournful Liberation
6. Master of the Arcane Torment
7. Traveling Through Chaos (I, the Pastfinder II)
8. Reveal the Truth
9. A Soulstorm Bleeds Over the Horizon
10. Procession to the Infraworld
1. Deathcult Arrival
2. The Conjuration
The Duality of the rage and chaos guides my journey, ultimate consequence of this sorrow, the great coming of faded memories, bleak and unconscious. My reigning terror has begun, the hopes cracked and vanished, Utter Death Arrives, cover me, Reaper of Grandeur, Honoris lux de Necrosis, the nebular aura of Ressurrection makes my Scars bleed tears of Victory, for the Day of Liberation is on sight, for the Time of Revenge has Arrived. The spectral Empire forges it's Return.
3. Dark Cloud
The entities of my lost dominion, those majestic bringers of Chaos and Wisdom, lead the rain of our discontent, to this precious land we have returned, to this decayed Glory we have Mourn...But for what reason the Temple of Magnificence has been corrupted? We have lost all the aura of Greatness, this fight we now endure is the Penance we must suffer, in the search of all that it was, and again shall never be...Mind bending atmosphere of irrevocable doubts. A sign of the strange anxiety that always have been within myself, Am I not a Warrior? Yes, the proudest of al, lost in this foreboding Darkness, that covers the land of The Chasm, a Dark Cloud of hate, the infinite Flame that burns this dream, A sad Message...
4. The Ecstasy of Pain and Destruction
A strange cosmic gathering of leading Forces, the ones that Procreated this war within, a saga of clashing emotions, all bonded and melted by the eyes of the Lost Years, the cursed Root of my Damnation. May my Destiny be the one I've created, the real motive to continue this Battle, rest will never be found until the other face of the Infraworld has been conquered, endless voyage full of hate Infinite road covered with Pain. This gift of Fury, the awakening of the Beast within, honor and Blood, no failure will be Done. The Fortress, deceptive mind of a sadden spirit, Claim the Scythe, My scepter of Frozen Grief, for this is a never-ending tale of Scorn, but with every soul I have Devoured, the vengeance just fades closer, near the revelating Storm, my eyes watch in fury, for every Blasphemy I have spewed, the Portal has come closer to the Possession.
5. Brand the Mournful Liberation
Like a desecration of the Spirit, like the Purification of one's mind's eye, from the greatness of my Manifestation, corroding their feeble will, but no one shall stand before us, 'coz we are the Thunder of the Black Sun and tons of Pestilent Magma surround our surreal Empire, No one shall defy, no one shall survive. Brand the Mournful Liberation, we've seen the scorn of life and dream together as one, creating the truth of My wisdom, Like a desecration of the Spirit, for an Impending Day of Joy, that is Reaching the veil...no one shall defy...
6. Master of the Arcane Torment
With so may feelings lost, and too much Sorrow to endure, the hammering Force of my Anxiety gives this Curse the Bestial devotion we have always Longed for...I'm the master of the Arcane Torment and my feelings are fuckin' lost. To ride the Last Fear of this holocaust. The most chaotic search of all years is all gone, but the Awakening rages on...
7. Traveling Through Chaos (I, the Pastfinder II)
There's no remorse within my Soul, and I don't lament Pain, in fact I enjoy it...I was all born in an act of Laceration, I feel I must leave a sign of my Passage, if they only let me go now, because I have to follow my Fate....I'm Disgraced, we have traveled through Chaos, all around there's only Misery, Ignorance, and Sadness, Why?...Many signs of the Past that I found, only echoes of triumph and Sorrow, of grief and past joy, all monuments of Forgotten Somber Temples...
8. Reveal the Truth
The Nightmare closed aruond me, leaving me to face a Universe as bleak and bare as the Scars of my Rotten Soul, cuttin' the silver chord, the beginnning of this Odyssey, crushing the Skulls of those commiting Betrayal. I begun the Funeral Procession, requiem for an Eternal Rest, even with hte timeless seas surrounding me, the holds of graves they call my Name, my name....Lead the War, lead the battle, with no Mercy we reach our Revelation
Descending into The Chasm
9. A Soulstorm Bleeds Over the Horizon
10. Procession to the Infraworld
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