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TORTURE CELL LYRICS
"Wounds of Devotion" (2005)
1. The Chambers Below
2. Abaddon
3. Scourge of Venus
4. Eviscerate
5. Diabolical Eloquence
6. Perversity of Yahweh
7. Empty Glass
8. Curling Flames of Obscurity
9. Nauseate
1. The Chambers Below
2. Abaddon
Ich bein Kraft. (I am power)
Ich bein Tod. (I am death)
Run, pathetic mortals.
Shriek and cower.
Lest thou taste my blade.
Upon wings of flame I shall ride.
In my wake thine ruins lay
I am Abaddon. I am the destroyer.
Black spirit of Apollyon.
Angel of merciless fire.
No respite wilt thou find
from the Satanic fury I command.
Vengeance. Despair.
Be my name.
Gaze at thine homeland mortals
and bear witness to it's dismemberment.
Thine torment shall be everlasting.
Kneel before me
thou wretched and whimpering masses.
As Hell's armies lay waste to all thou hath known.
Destruction.
Sorrow.
The heralds I bring.
I am Abaddon.
Bringer of Satan's wrath.
© Mordrid 2002
3. Scourge of Venus
4. Eviscerate
5. Diabolical Eloquence
Corrupted and eternal
Divinity torn asunder
I spit on your God
Legions of blasphemy
Desecration of his holy throne
Rape of his holy son
The heavens will burn
And God shall die
March of the unholy
Slaughter of shorn sheep
Blessed are we the destroyers
Bleeding the meek
The ignorant crucified
Like your impotent God
Bear the blessed crown of thorns
In unholy victory
I shall drink the blood of angels
And the tears of his slaves
Jesus Christ won't answer your
Pleads or prayers
For his greed and deception is like that
Of his holy Father
Conquest of Heaven
Death to God
We are Victorious!
© Mordrid 2002
6. Perversity of Yahweh
Since the time whence thou didst make thyself known to all,
thou hath deceived all thine followers.
Belied all thy promises and brought
war and suffering like the world had never seen before.
The Perversity of Yahweh.
Intolerance became carnage.
As thine disease spread across the land.
Millions of bodies rising to thine kingdom
"Thy Will Be Done".
The vile sickness of this God.
Thine devoted followers
slaughtering all who oppose.
A being of self-described "love"
whilst thy church is bathed in pagan blood.
The Perversity of Yahweh.
So the masquerade of thine benevolent form
is hence forever destroyed.
I shall conquer thee and thy perverse church
and rid this world of God!
© Mordrid 2003
7. Empty Glass
8. Curling Flames of Obscurity
Disintegrating into myself.
I lumber in search of sufferless respite.
To taste freedom from despair.
Yet endlessly, I fade into obscurity.
Succumbing to the shadows of nothingness.
Benign insight met with perpetual devastation.
Inadequacies overtake a painful haven
to which I am familiar.
In the paleness of this existence.
Refuge sought is ever unbound.
I become solicitude.
Hidden alone beside myself.
Cruel unfulfillment.
Everpresent unconcern.
I lay distraught and rendered
to the ways of misery.
© Mordrid 2002
9. Nauseate
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