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THE CRYPTOSY LYRICS
"Heartless Merciless Blasphemous… Martyr Slain" (2003 Demo)
1. Fucking Satanic Storm
2. The Rise Of The Misanthrope
3. Carpe Noctem, Satan!
4. Heartless Merciless (a.v.)
5. Dolore… Dreaming Of Reaping
6. Christslaughtering
7. Epilogue
1. Fucking Satanic Storm
This is our fucking godless war
silence and peace of arms we abhor
into the battle life hear us roar
we are the unearthly evil storm
Born to crush and destroy pearly gates
to dishonour god and bring him our hate
we are the storm blast of artillery of Hell
infernal powers forever in us dwell
For I and you were born
to spread fucking satanic storm
to worship our master with horns
and to follow him wherever he goes
Above your heads in the heights
we shall storm infernal lights
only devil wrath in our eyes
behold Nazarene as he dies
For this moment I and you were born
to spread fucking satanic storm
uncompromising, arrogant and cold
we are here for meet you in the war
2. The Rise Of The Misanthrope
Far, away
far from now
beyond me, above time
thousand dawns I saw
but none of them as great as mine
Fly, fly
higher and high
my unchained soul
no more shall my eye
see the rivers of the crimson light
no longer shall I delight
Misanthropy - such a curse
sweet torments that I feel
and still I see as my star ascends
misanthrope was I, was in me
I was him and still I am
Scream
I scream in pain
pain that within me streams
shall I find the end
or shall the end find me
Without any will
to live, to die, to kill
incessantly I’m breathing
far away, far from now
above me, beyond time
Tomorrows are doomed
todays are dying in cramps
and yesterdays are dead
where can I set my eyes upon?
What a circling trilogy
of unpleasant fate
what a fucking life
filled in with hate
Far, away
far from now
beyond me, above time
thousand dawns I saw
but none of them as great as mine
Scream
I scream in pain
pain that within me streams
shall I find the end
or shall the end find me
3. Carpe Noctem, Satan!
4. Heartless Merciless (a.v.)
Pride and grandeur - perfect and scornful
king of the black worlds - count of the sinners' nights
immortal deity - divine and hateful
elite of torment that possess the key to might
The gates of Hell are to be opened now
with dead angels will be paved the way
of halos will be made the crown
and those alive will be the disabled prey
In flames I leave your temples for Jesus Christ
red tongues of fire blazing above in the heights
burn your rotten faith for infernal pride
then sacred Christian souls are to be crucified
In the funeral breath of darkness
strong I will stand
with hunger of a starving wolf
and slay the shepherd's lambs
5. Dolore… Dreaming Of Reaping
This is what I dreamt about
ferocious lord sits on a throne above
on the corpses of god slaves
world in our hands changes to grave
In my vision what I hear what I see
is crushing the heavenly dreams
all in mankind now blaze in fire
all weapons are covered higher
to Christ and his harbingers
Hey, legions do you like a war
Satan’s commander’s giving you this all
hold the weapon realise delightful dream
heaven’s crying infernal tears
Death, fear, all in blood covered
air smells as a funereal flower
black mountains that’s what we breathe
I am the death I want to reap
Jesus Christ
My dream is a black god’s glorification
when new age to come - the age of damnation
when with scorn we summon the fire
and hunt the angels with blood lust desire
Under the seal of hell’s raven
with iron and blood we rebuild the Eden
no return - no escape
only dolorous journey to rape
that dead god
6. Christslaughtering
Christslaughtering, stab the nails deeply in
Christtorturing, I'm the hate that shall win
Christslaughtering, all I have ever been
Christtorturing, for black horns I have sinned
Fuck Jesus Christ
throw black soil in his eyes
I keep on slaughtering, mine is the blasphemy
your life is a misery - praise himself evil tyranny
I am the hungry beast, with his flesh, myself I shall feed
then black will be that streaming blood he will bleed
grimly I shall reap the priests beneath my feet
finally Christian filth around we shall sweep
Scream: ,Jesus Christ,
now it’s the time to be baptised!’
Fuck Jesus Christ
throw black soil in his eyes
Die, oh Lord die!
Burn the ambient filth in young virgin's fire
replace the crown of thorns with barbed wire
rape the holy cunt of gods mother
admit the horned one for your father
then turn your grimness unto another
screaming victim to make her spattered
Bearers of crosses, I bath in your blood
fallen are your angels, dead is your god
tear Christ down from his rotten cross
make the poor and weak fear their loss
succumb the martyr idol that he was
the inferior shall flare up in our metal wars
I piss in the chalice of his blood called wine
tongue of dragon torments enemies of mine
makes them bleed for the glory of the chosen one
7. Epilogue
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