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ZARATHUSTRA LYRICS
"In Hora Mortis" (2006)
1. Periculum Mortis
2. Souls Ejaculation
3. Embrace Your Insanity
4. Salvation from Being
5. Crown of Creation
6. Odem
7. Towards Perdition
1. Periculum Mortis
2. Souls Ejaculation
Self overcoming
Expression of life is not guaranteed
Twisted minds on earth
Buried
Yet still alive
Earth, true hell
Mesmerised senses
Common sense
Cannot take us to our aim
Only one word: DEATH
Sick of Life, Ill of dark dreams
Stiff bodies
Paralysed with terror
Dead spirits swarm like locusts
Until the last body divides to dust
Death is our only Aim
We all will soon listen
To the rhytmic sounds of insects
The screams of their larvae
And their screams of hunger
Hunger for flesh
HAIL RHIZOPHAGEN!! HAIL PHORA!!
This is THE overture to your death
Listen to it and join
Now and forever
Hail eternal death
No gods any longer
Death reigns supreme
Fear the truth you bastards...
Pericumlum Mortis
Die in ruthless pain
Dignified death is impossible
Burn, drown and suffocate
HAIL RHIZOPHAGEN!! HAIL PHORA!!
Salute all kinds of horrors
Dying inheritance
Earths axis lost its control
Nothingness devours the sun
Box of Pandora I have opened
Fluidums now floating in eternal spheres
Souls ejaculation means CAPITIS DAMNARE
Hail souls ejaculation of mine...
3. Embrace Your Insanity
Lethal Illness from the fear of your soul
Mental Illness caused by the toture of your weak existence
Fortunate that you do not throw your being is of purest irony
Embrace your insanity and dance into your death. Dance and be damned
Morte alla nostra vita! Evviva la nostra morte!
Lethal Illness from the fear of your soul
Mental Illness caused by the torture of your weak existence
4. Salvation from Being
Purify the world
Abominations that you have feared so long
Are all alive with a last celestial light
Death of mankind
The greatest of all blessings
Philanthropical Deification: Genocide
With Self-mastery and pride
I crush the words of him
Who holds the seven stars in his right hand
Your urge to immortality
Is but betraying embrace of redemption
Dying Godhead, god's carrion
Life became a figment
Of your weak imagination
Redeemed and betrayed
Do not expect Elysium
I am the master of decay
I am blessed with truth
I will resurrect total hate
I live
To turn your whispers of warm deisre
Into shrieks of chilling terror
I live
To see your fear raging fingers
Embracing the crucifix
Fiery, ferocious, fatal
Fear the nocturnal hurricane
5. Crown of Creation
The dinginess of your bodies
Delivers to the slow cadaverisation of the world
Things that you fear mean pleasure to me
Stagnation of your inferior existence
Lies on the crown of creation
After the eradication
Of the savage instinct called motherly love
My triumph shall reign
Oh, you poor victims of your own cowardice
You are crawling below the crown...crown of creation
Deterioration of your being appeases me
Your creation is worthy to get perished
Every creation is worthy to get perished
Peace implies war in me
I will endure into the end
Harmony implies war in me
To submit is to die
Holy Contamination
Every creation dies alone
6. Odem
A Day with no night following
A Life no longer frightened by death
A life inside death itself
Death has overcome mortality
I have experienced the first death
And the second I shall not feel
My blood is the water
My dust is the earth
My judgements are fire
My mind the storm
Innermost yearnings
For absolute annihilation
Life is jsut a dream
Of my seventh dimensional death
Magnificent in death
I will disperse men into nothing
My last Odem brings me back to my primordial matter
These dreams in which I am dying are the best I have ever had
And they lead me into temptation
7. Towards Perdition
I see
Through bleeding eyes
That blazing path
Towards perdition
I crumble
Enshrouded
In a veil of grief
I stalk
Through barren wastes
Of ash and magma
The air I breath
Bears the strength of
Blood, Plague, Death
Towards perdition
I long
For that one light
That blinds the eye
Consumes the flesh
And grand's the key
To Truth, Wisdom, Sight
Towards perdition
I submit
In cadaverous delight
To purgatorial bliss
Morbid ecstasy
In await of
Pain, Torment, Fire
Towards perdition
And I feel
Your burning gaze
Forever penetrating
Emotion, Thought, Flesh
And I feel
In fatal agony
Before your horrid throne
Broken, Naked, Dead
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