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BETHLEDEIGN LYRICS
"An Iliad of Woes" (2003 EP)
1. Besieged by Night
2. Legions
3. Vengeance is Thiers
4. Beside his Son
5. Primordial Course of Malediction
6. Corporeal Jigsore Quandary (Carcass cover)
1. Besieged by Night
Lightning strikes the ground
A darkness filled misery
Calling out for death
Angels in the sky
We wait, for satan's call
Armaggedon comes to this world
Legions of hell marching onward
People run and hide in fear
Knowing that their end is near
Blessed, by fire, the sky opens wide
The serpent, cries, to make it clear
Hell is here
Foolish, kin, pray to god for heaven's light
As darkness, falls, the servants are
Besieged by night
Our demonic steeds ride by night
Swords held high prepared to fight
Siege the world in dark embrace
Souls for satan's falling grace
Armageddon comes to this world
People run and hide in fear
Hell is here
Heaven's light
Besieged by night
The souls, writhing in pain
Twisted corpses an army is slain
The black wave of damnation spreads
forth it's disease
Forcing their god down on his knees
Lost spirits wander the corroded earth's crust
Baron and desolate, the humans have lost
Feeding the veins of the fallen sons
To prepare the land, for the unholy one
The religous churches go up in flames
The world is on fire in satan's name
Now to conquer the heavenly gate
A new place to dwell for the dark lord of hate
Night, it falls, from hell
Besieged by night
2. Legions
As the wretched beast of chaos calls
Son of the decrepid god
will fight to guide the fate of heathen blood
Tearful, they kneel before him
Denounce him as their god
Forced to stand, ,united as one
Vengeful, they raise their steel
to strike the face of man
Prepared to die for the fallen one
A legion gathers at the gate, to crucify
The angels hail as the gate is unsealed
And the god above lets his angels die,
Inflicted slaves in the warlords eye
As at the Gate, an army arise
The warlords reign, of terror unfolds
Enslaves the weak, and burns their souls
The immortal kingdom, forever unknown
Scorches the earth with the blood of sacrifice
3. Vengeance is Thiers
Cast from heaven, the deity cry
Sent to die form heavens sky
The unholy angels unfurl their wings
To make way for the war up high
The dark angels relentless plan
Won't stop till they conquer the saviors land
The unly horde they unsheath their swords
Brining hate and anger as the battle unfolds
Hate in their eyes, look to the sky
Prepare to die
Vengence is theirs, no blood to be spared
Seiging the gate
White feathers, falling like snow
Drifting down, the crimson flows
Divine angels, slaughtered like lambs
For the darkess has shaded his sacred land
Winged Corpses lay on the ground
Heaven is hell with chaos abound
Satan's army stands alone
Lucifer points and they charge the throne
The soil of heaven is cold and plain
God fear crys out in pain
Storms of chaos are left in their wake
Heavens throne is left to take
Vengence is theirs, no blood to be spared
Sieging the gate
Heaven own lie dead in stacks
With the smell of brimstone, it all goes black
They charge the Throne, the final attack
4. Beside his Son
Praise our god for victory's past, We have won
Our god will be the lsat, our war is done
Death, Hate, Choas
Brought to this world, reaped by our lord
Brought by our blades, flesh on our swords
God is dead, his angels bled
A shore of corpses on a river of blood
Dust to dust, life to death
Heaven is ash like all the rest
Triumpth is our strife
Victory is ours at last
Death. Hate. Chaos.
Brought to his world, under our lord
Brought to Heaven, by hell's horde
Lucifier, our lord
Hear him laugh, encore
Our holy rivals are now, tortured souls
For our evil general we bow, they pay the toll
Satan has won, our curse is gone
He crucified the all holy one
On a cross, beside his son
We stand in pride
God.Has.Died
5. Primordial Course of Malediction
Angels of light, enter the gate
Far beyond
With their visions from god enslaving those they persuade. but thru the darkness, the serpent awaits
For the sign to guide the soildiers again Holding the key To the sacred land. the soncealed angel retreats to hand
The circle of hell awaites
Heeding the call, they prepareto fall
The grotesque servents tulfilling their fate, sons of a lord who quiressnece will reign
Marching to heaven, they channel their hate into the Fallen angels, vengeful wings
Eclisping the light with the blackest of souls
Forbidden battle, unholy and true
Under the eyes of the serpent unkown
Cast a shiver in god, its they take his throne
The scared kingdom of love and might seas its end
to the flight as their god is crucified
Servents bled cold by a judgement of fate
The pattern of shadows - unfrozen they wait
The evil has silenced believers in god
Mourning his loss as the fire engulfs them all
Tears from the raptured spirits above
Were strung from their cross just as their savior was praying from god to extinguish their life-BUT
Entombed in chaos and tortured by hate
Their halos come to rest in the eternal flame
The lighys of heaven subside to darkness
Triumph for evil-for they shall never reign again
His eyes open wide as the euphoric king dies
and channel his power with the wheel of time
the sacred scrolls fortelling the way
The darklord takes the steps to become the one king
The purest form of the human blood
Will take to their graves that the battle was lost
And all the eart shall shiger and die
Resulting - from lies-of the heavenly sky
6. Corporeal Jigsore Quandary (Carcass cover)
Excised and anatomised, deviscerated disarray
The torso diverged with pride
Deftly amputated, evulsed limbs now defunct
The trunk imbrued, tatty stumps used as lugs
For a chondrin puzzle so quaint
Head and body decollate
A heaving mass so quiescent...
Scattered and scrambled, your teasement grows
- A bloody caricature to make whole
A squirming grisly jigsaw, detrital fragments fit so snug
- That missing piece will leave you stumped
Totally desassembled, nicely sliced and diced
- A cold mannequin once resembled
Real cranium teaser, carved from flesh and bone
- So mystifying...
Battered and diffused, with placating blows
- A human jigsaw to make whole
A sequacious pattern which once fitted so snug
- Joining together each dubious lump
Ravaged disassembly, neatly cubed and diced
- A cold mannequin reassembled
Astute brain teaser, incorporate flesh and bone
So mortifying...
An incessant game - methodically made
With each cumulative piecing - of commensated meat...
Bi-manual reconstruction, eldritch problem complete
A convented effigy
A pathological toy, each chunk rigorously
Inter mortis locking, as you pathogenically rot
Such a perplexing task
To fit the remains in the casket
Uliginous mess so quiescent...
An incessant game - methodically made
With each cumulative piece - of commensated meat...
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