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MALEFICENTIA LYRICS
"Under The Banner Of Suffering" (2003)
1. Sovereign
2. Bewitched In Athanor's Tears
3. Gods Of Lankhmar
4. Stronghold Of Witchery
5. Toward The Eternal Bliss (Instrumental)
6. Maleficentia
7. The Ethereal Legion
8. Under The Banner Of Suffering
1. Sovereign
Does praying bring a cure to your fear?
And did it improve your pitiful existence?
Don't you feel you are making yourself a part of the weakest kind?
So you have chosen to be a slave,maybe stupid, maybe blind...
We deny the elite, leaders of the weak
No god we will fear, no cross we will lick
Creating our own rules, we follow no book
The truth is not written, so i draw it up with your blood.
Wake up, or die by your own hand
Those who are born slaves have just one way to be saved
Burn it, the effigy of Christ
Deny this book that has filled your mind with lies
Anger let your heart breathe at last
Freedom in our kingdom you will taste
burn it the effigy of Christ
Deny the holy book of lies.
We have no masters, all sovereigns
And we spit on the illegitimate rules
We follow none but our own will
We have not chosen to live in fear of
The idol of weakness, a corpse on a cross
The bastard son of a chimerical god will never lead us
Eternally blinded by the odious masquerade
You dance on the music which leads you to your grave.
Your allegiance has destroyed all your willpower
I see in you a caricature of existence, the tortures of freedom
Now you are nothing, just the puppet of an illusion
Slave of nothingness, worshipper of lies.
When I see you celebrating the bereavement of reason
When I hear ypour pathetic sob which sound resounds in the night
When I smell your disgusting terror of death, terror of life
When I feel the powerful feebleness which oozes out of your being.
Hate becomes my mistress, the autocrat of my heart
I dream of destruction, I wish your mutilation
Wake up, or die by your own hand
Those who are born slaves have just one way to be saved
Hate becomes my mistress, the autocrat of my heart
We prefer damnation, rather submission
So we choose blasphemy as our way of life
Slaves of weakness, we will never let in.
2. Bewitched In Athanor's Tears
Blessed is the embrace of hermes Trismegiste
The ogerie of power through knowledge.
Mystic mysteries have not resisted my assaults
Soon, the atavism of the untiring will flow through my veins.
Only the devil is missing to my realisation.
And I lauch my call beyond the well of the seven seals,
beyond the moor where the double headed worms reigns.
Earth dust of oblivion
Water gathering place of tears
Air gates toward the invisible world
Fire incarnation of Nemesis
"I heard your call and I crossed the stream of fire"
Now, my power is satisfied momentarily
Knowledge offers me an opportunity of domination.
3. Gods Of Lankhmar
Shadow comes upon Nehwon's sky
The conspirator will have to die
Coming chaos inside Lankhmar
Words of rebellion will lead to war
They shall come, the guardian gods
Bring justice through destruction
They must awake from their sleep
By the power of black magic.
The priests, they sing....
We hail thee, we, servants of the evil circle
We hail thee, keepers gods of Lankhmar
Bring the fire, justice through destruction.
Their coming will cost many innocent deaths
The price to pay for their immortal srength
Mummified evil undead lords
Kept alive by the magic of gods
The throne of Lankhmar
Remains ours....
Through cannot kill what is not
Touchable by mortal weapons
Dead you will be before the rise of the sun.
At times when the existence is only a memory
And whereas the sky eludes his desperate torment,
The old gods make fall a shroud of morning on the creation,
Tearing the landscape of agony.
Their faces you shall not see
The blade will pierce your eyes and pain will be....
Torture of your mind
The only memory of your mortal life
The vengence of these gods
Is stronger than the most powerful strom.
Slayer gods, keepers of the throne
Bring us fire, purification
Holocaust will be the only justice in this land
Holocaust will be salvation for the feeble ones
Those who are ready to die...
4. Stronghold Of Witchery
Crusaders walked on this sacred land
Blessed by a gathring of sorcerers
The eath cried, her heart bled
Soiled by the presence of the dirt
They came with their snivelling religion
Burned this immaculate site
Besmirched this majestic landscape
All beauty faded with their coming.
Crusaders were slaughtered at the great prestness's behest
They were emptied of their blood and their viscous were a regal feast
Witches built a great keep with the bones of the dastards
Impious bastion of the brave
In order to check the Christian invasion
The black tower screams....
The blood of the apocryphal knights, the lewdness of Christ's slaves
Have given a soul to the dark tower
It exists to keep black arts sheltered from the hordes of the factitious god
See the splendour of our sovereign keep...
Secret site of pagan rites
Symbol of the war against the cursed invades of Christ.
Lost in the mist, the last bastion will survives
One day its hatred will glitter again...
...ad infinitum.
5. Toward The Eternal Bliss (Instrumental)
6. Maleficentia
She has cried, tears of blood all night long
Pregnant virgin, long before the age of Christ
In a spring, she had met a male demon
Incubus, he had raped her mind
Mary was her name
Though aware that she carried evil
She could not resolve herself to kill him.
The demon was born, she would not outlive his arrival
But thanks to her, the most perfect creature was free
He brought her back, gave her the shape of a demon
A succubus, her beauty was close to perfection
Maleficentia, they offered her a demonic name
She was born, half demon, half goddess
Queen of the damned, mother of the evil prince.
Wind of horror blew, greetings to her arrival
The demonic reigns upon the feeble humans began
She stood motionless at the right of her son, the beast
Insensitive to the pain that endured those who once were brothers of her.
Maleficentia, queen of the damned, she will remain
As the first day of her immortal life
Maleficentia, spread your black wind across the land
And burn the faces of those who cannot bear your sight.
Once more she gave birth
To a million of mutant beings
Incestuous birth for she had copulated with the beast.
With her, pain became an erotic game
Her beauty split madness and her blood shed death
Her kingdom was flesh, human blood flowed like a river
Only strong minds reached to find her mercy
Disease, war, were some of her tremendous weapons
She usedthem to slay paltry mortals.
A link of blood with filthy mankind
Made her hatred for them grew stronger every time
Her countless children fell down on earth
Their only presence
was a suffering for humanity
Maleficentia, humanity has wounded her immacule heart
Because of its unsightliness, because of its slightness
Maleficentia, half demon, half goddess
Queen of the damned, mother of the evil prince.
Centuries passed, one day they felt asleep
They felt the need to rest for new tortures to be dreamed of.
A speel was cast, to keep them in eternal night
But still they breathe and the prophecy foretells their return.
7. The Ethereal Legion
A battlefield at the time when the moon is rising
An eagle sings for the enemy shall die
War hymns echo in the night
The voice of Death from the mouths of our knights
Sword in the hand, with no fear we arrive
We are pleased to crush the people of Christ
End your prayers now, Christian shit
Time has come for you to resent your belief
Kill for annihilation
You are the weakest blood, you shall die with your son
We will eradicate your cursed churches
Crucify you all after you are cut of.
We are one with the beast
We are one with the fallen angel.
Bow down before us, your faith is lost
Down on your knees, your life is ours
Truckle to our splender, your torment is born.
The army of the goat walks
Another Christian village we will strike
Rising above a mountain of skulls
Mesmerized by the beauty of their dead bodies.
Surrender now and your death will be quick
Show resistance and we will torture you for eternity
Kill with delight
No mercy we feel when we hear your wiwes screaming
Let your child be burnt, his blood spilling
Let yourself be tempted by this dark evil feeling.
8. Under The Banner Of Suffering
Something in the sky begins to tremble
Something in my eyes begins to burn
Tearful shadows appear around me
Death has moved, a taste of despair assails mankind
They arise from beyond. Relentless legions, invisible death
Sunset brings horrific revelations from an ancient age
Sunset brings the final element for this forbidden summoning.
The flag of blood streams in the wind
They will build their kingdom on your ashes
They are addicted to the joy of slaughter
Viscous humans are their toys
See this hole wide open on your torso
See your bowels split in the dust.
Lifeless
bodies begin to pill up
Wholesome madness begins quells my heart
Dressed with the pain, I join them under the banner.
Your beheaded child wanders among the burning ruins
Screams of suffering are breaking free from his non existent mouth
Your raped wife gives birth to the unutterable
Bringing forth is for her mutilation.
The flesh has become totally made
My well being in boundless at the night of this ocean of corpses in mutation
An eldritch chasms tears the sky
Humanity's fate falls into nothingness
See the kingdom of dust rising to the impious eyes
Such a vulture rushing on his carrion
See the chaos devouring the excrement on the altar of rancour.
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