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RITES OF UNDEATH LYRICS
"Ritual Rape" (2003 Demo)
1. Ritual Rape
2. Fate's Master
3. Age Of Carrion Beetles
4. Voices Under Ground
1. Ritual Rape
Ritual Rape
In the eyes of the youngest girl
in her eyes is innocence
Her skin is fluttering
and diabolism controls her
Naked she lies down on altar
and around her blazed up fires
In the middle of blazes, there is ritual rape
in the middle of blazes, there´ll be brought forth antichrist
On the cold stone bed, excited virgin is moaning
on the cold stone bed, she´s looking for a satan´s breath
Girl is prepared sir
you can taste her skin
be sure exorcists are dead
Here´s the graveyard´s earth
here´s the cold child blood
here is everything, what you wanted
Now bring candle´s light
and think what you will want
when satan´s son arise
Raped girl is awakening, from nightmarish dream
her body is raveing in blaze, but nowhere is fire
Those who make this ritual
they will be his relatives
and therefore he will only them
let live on earth
Those who make this ritual
they will assist him kissing hands
and therefore he will allow them
by his side
Only magic ritual, invokes dark power
it comes into girl, which is inside circle
and it arises from a blood
Only magic ritual, it´ll bring destruction
which will change good, in the worst evil
and we will suffer forever
In the middle of blazes, there is ritual rape
in the middle of blazes, there´ll be brought forth antichrist
On the cold stone bed, excited virgin is moaning
on the cold stone bed, she´s looking for a satan´s breath
2. Fate's Master
Fate´s master
Fateful invitation
of fated creation
fate´s master is awaken
he awaits us, in his bath
Who wants get away
who wants get out of way
go on own way
he'll be grueled, with early death
The life is like a story
that we do not produce
in which we figure only
as stupid characters
and writer keeps on writeing
the livelong human fates
Sometimes we find a few
people who make revolt
and so they begin to write
their own destinies
but writer from their pens
will suck out all the ink
Therefore is necessary
to be dragged by life
just as determine it
creation of the fate
and we must negotiate
a lot of snags of the life
till we will die .....
The Author of our lifes
he calls himself fate´s master
Unattended death
it isn't infusion from the god
Fateful invitation
of fated creation
fate´s master is awaken
he awaits us, in his bath
May fate´s master do anything
he can't write to all same story
but when you believe in him
he´ll excogitate the best for you
When someday will arrive one
who´ll murder stories author
he will destroy all lifes
which could come after
The Author of our lifes
he calls himself fate´s master
Unattended death
it isn't infusion from the god
3. Age Of Carrion Beetles
Age of carrion beetles
The brain isn't, for thinking only
it isn't alone, and needs to communicate
it doesn´t need to touch, it doesn´t need to speak
it only needs to catch, cogitations of the others
Mass murderers, bank thieves
assassins and terrorists
nazis, communists, members of sects
everyone of them, is under control of one
Do you know anywise, what can your mind do
there subsist violents, who steal cogitations
You can manipulate, or be manipulated
that depends only on that, how strong´s your mind
One day a few of them awoke
that they can sway the others
And their reciprocal rivalry
began the age of Carrion Beetles
Classified agents, at FBI services
used their strenght, to persuade
Since their victims, are turned to puppets
attendant and slaughter, in the name of security
But when there is, lot of powerfuls
that begin wars, for absolute rule
And people become their slaves
to be slaughtered, between themselves
One day a few of them awoke
that they can sway the others
And their reciprocal rivalry
began the age of Carrion Beetles
4. Voices Under Ground
Voices under ground
Between pieces of earth
between worms created by corpses
inside endless dark
at stench and without air
There stay hordes of souls
that want to escape
from claws of blackness
to the ageless light
Why we must be here
...look for answer between yourselves
Why life is so much cruel
...how you made it so that it´s
The gates are guarded
by demons made of hate
with dogs of war
and cats of revenge
Similar to those on ground
who without guess
fill in empty cells
at uderground realm
Where´s the exit from there
...you´ll never find it
Who flung us here
...those who killed you
Thousands souls, with slain bodies
are tortuted by blindness
They wander in earth, and then we hear
mourning voices under ground
Hell awaits, heaven welcomes
reasons of death, specify destination
slains don´t choose, they only follow
way to nihility, from which they can´t get out
Why we must be here
...look for answer between yourselves
Why life is so much cruel
...how you made it so that it´s
Where are you my daughter
who had to kill you because of the rape
And you brother
tell me why did you become a soldier
Thousands souls, with slain bodies
are tortuted by blindness
They wander in earth, and then we hear
mourning voices under ground
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