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The Witch Hunt
06:24
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THE WITCH HUNT BEGINS
LEAVING SCREAMS AND FLAMES
TORTURED SOULS
AND FORGOTTEN NAMES
DEVIL OR GOD
BREATHING OR NOT
HANG THE WITCH
BURN THE LOT
ACCUSED OF HERESY AND WITCHCRAFT
MY FLESH IS SENT TO THE FIRE
BURNING FOR THEIR SUSPICIONS
SLAUGHTERED
WE WILL SHOW NO MERCY
WE WILL SHOW NO PAIN
FOR IN THE END
YOU’LL BURN THE SAME
ACCUSED OF HERESY AND WITCHCRAFT
MY FLESH IS SENT TO THE FIRE
BURNING FOR THEIR SUSPICIONS
SLAUGHTERED
SEARING FLAMES
TEAR ME APART
EAT AT MY GUTS
AND MELT MY HEART
THE SKIES TURN BLACK
AS DEATH SWALLOWS ME WHOLE
REVENGE
BLOOD SHALL BE SHED
FORGOTTEN NAMES
WILL LIVE AGAIN
HANG YOURSELF
BY THE NOOSE OF MY SINS
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OH PRECIOUS CHILD OF MINE
YOUR EYES HAVE BECOME THE OCEAN
THAT HAUNT THE DREAMS OF MEN
MANKIND CANNOT RESIST SUCH A SIN
UNAWARE OF WHAT THE STORM WOULD BRING
THEY BURIED HER, DEAD OR ALIVE
SHE WOKE AMONG THE VERY BEASTS
THAT NO MAN, COULD SURVIVE
WICKED TONGUES CARESS HER
A SOUL SO PURE AND CLEAN
THE DEVILS KIN UNDRESS HER
AS THE LIGHT BEGINS TO FADE
THE MOONLIGHT REVEALS THEIR TRUE FORM
THEIR GRINS, LIKE WOLVES THAT BARE THEIR TEETH
LURKING WITHIN THE SHADOWS UNDER WEEPING SKIES
A SLAUGHTER OF REVENGE
LIKE WOLVES THAT BARE THEIR TEETH
TORN APART BENEATH A MOON LIT SKY
SHE SWAM WITHIN THEIR BLOOD
A GRIN AND GROWL SO SINISTER
LIKE WOLVES THAT BARE THEIR TEETH
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Sinner
06:17
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LIFT ME UP FROM THE GROUND
LIFT ME UP FROM BELOW
TORTURE, THE INNOCENT
DECONSTRUCT, THE LIFELESS BEINGS
KILLING WITHOUT MERCY
KILLING WITHOUT MERCY
KILLING WITHOUT MERCY
KILLING WITHOUT MERCY
IT IS ONLY BY FATE, THAT ANY LIFE ENDS
BUT ONLY BY CHANCE, THAT IT'S MINE AND NOT YOURS
I FEEL NO PAIN, NO GAIN
I HAVE NO SOUL, FOR IT DIED MANY MOONS AGO
A SHADOW, I NO LONGER POSSES
STALKING, TALKING, KILLING ME INSIDE
I'M A SINNER, YOU'RE A SAINT
YOU DON'T KNOW, KNOW WHAT I'VE DONE
THE BLOOD ONCE SWIMMING, THROUGH MY VEINS
NOW SPLATTERED, UPON CHURCH WINDOW PANES
I’VE SINNED FOR TOO LONG
KILLING WITHOUT MERCY
KILLING WITHOUT MERCY
KILLING WITHOUT MERCY
KILLING WITHOUT MERCY
IT IS ONLY BY FATE, THAT ANY LIFE ENDS
BUT ONLY BY CHANCE, THAT IT'S MINE AND NOT YOURS
I FEEL NO PAIN, NO GAIN
I HAVE NO SOUL, FOR IT DIED MANY MOONS AGO
A SHADOW, I NO LONGER POSSES
STALKING, TALKING, KILLING ME INSIDE
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Lady Dark Page
04:04
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COLD AND DARK DECEMBER
THE RAIN DANCES FOR ME
LEFT IN OBLIGATION, I AM BOUND
TO SERVE YOUR HELLISH DEEDS
TALES HAD COME AND GONE
OF HER ARRIVAL FROM THE BLACK SEAS
NONE DARE TO STARE
AT HER HOLLOW EYES
WORD OF MEN
BEING HYPNOTIZED
ANGELIC WHISPERS OF A THEBAN TONGUE
SHE LED ME TOWARDS HER CHAMBERS
LUCID DREAMS OF BEING SWUNG
A FUTILE RETALIATION
DIABOLICAL DESIRE CONSUMES ME
A SHADOW LURKING BENEATH HER BEAUTY
THE RAVENS CIRCLE HER MIDNIGHT MANIFEST
A CONJURATION OF THE UNDEAD
BLOOD DRENCHED I SLEEP
BENEATH HER CURSE
SLOWLY SLIPPING AWAY
OH, LADY DARK PAGE
ANGELIC WHISPERS OF A THEBAN TONGUE
SHE LED ME TOWARDS HER CHAMBERS
LUCID DREAMS OF BEING SWUNG
A FUTILE RETALIATION
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My Sword Hungers
05:15
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MARCHING NORTH, WITH THE RIVER
BATTLE READY
WE MARCH TOWARDS OUR DOOM, OUR SALVATION
A GLORIOUS BATTLE
AGAINST THOSE WHO THREATEN, OUR WAY OF LIFE
AND WISH TO REPRESS US
AND OUR GODS, AID US IN BATTLE
IT IS FOR THEM WE FIGHT
AND DIE
I REFUSE TO BOW TO THESE MEN
FOR THEY ARE NOT MEN, THEY ARE COWARDS
LIFT MY SWORD ABOVE MY HEAD
AND SCREAM, THEN CHARGE
MY SWORD HUNGERS FOR CHRISTIAN BLOOD
AND IT'S YOURS IT WILL TASTE
YOU TRY TO CONVERT MY KIN
TO SAVE US FROM THE SNAKE
YOU'RE A LIAR AND DECEIVER
I MUST CUT YOU DOWN
MY SWORD HUNGERS FOR CHRISTIAN BLOOD
AND IT'S YOURS IT SHALL TASTE
THE GROUND STAINED RED, FROM THE BATTLE FOUGHT
THEIR DEATH STILL HANGS
IN THE AIR, WITH AXE, SPEAR AND SWORD
WE CLAIMED EACH OTHERS LIVES
NO MERCY SHOWN, NO HONOUR GIVEN TO THE DEAD
NO HONOUR FOR THOSE WHO DIE
I REFUSE TO BOW TO THESE MEN
FOR THEY ARE NOT MEN, THEY ARE COWARDS
LIFT MY SWORD ABOVE MY HEAD
AND SCREAM, THEN CHARGE
MY SWORD HUNGERS FOR CHRISTIAN BLOOD
AND IT'S YOURS IT WILL TASTE
YOU TRY TO CONVERT MY KIN
TO SAVE US FROM THE SNAKE
YOU'RE A LIAR AND DECEIVER
I MUST CUT YOU DOWN
MY SWORD HUNGERS FOR CHRISTIAN BLOOD
AND IT'S YOURS IT SHALL TASTE
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The Enemy Within
05:35
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THERE IS SOMETHING THAT DWELLS WITHIN MY BEING
A DARK FORCE BORN FROM MISCONCEPTIONS AND
FALSE REALITIES THAT I HAVE FABRICATED
TO ERADICATE ALL DOUBT FOR THE POWER OF MY DOMAIN IS
THAT TO RIVAL THE GODS IS MY CAUSE
FOR I AM THE LEGEND BORN TO BESTOW THEM MORTALITY
DEATH IS MY CREATION MY GIFT UNTO THE COSMOS. I AM!
THE ENEMY WITHIN, BORN OF SIN
JEALOUSY IS MY CATALYST FOR I AM WORTHY AS RULER OF THE GODS
FROM WITHIN I CRUSH THE DIVINITY I CAST DOWN THE TYRANT
FOR MY AMBITION I AM FOREVER CURSED USURPER
THE NEFILIM THEY ELUDE MY WRATH
DOWN TO THE EARTH THEY DESCEND FROM HEAVENLY ABODE
OF ANU MY FATHER WHO I MUST HUNT
TO CLAIM MY TRIUMPH AND BLOOD
NOW ARISE FROM THE CLAY ABOMINATION
CREATED IN THE SHADOW OF MARDUK
A GREAT PURPOSE, I HAVE A DESIGN. I AM!
THE ENEMY WITHIN BORN OF SIN
JEALOUSY IS MY CATALYST FOR I AM WORTHY AS RULER OF THE GODS
FROM WITHIN I CRUSH THE DIVINITY I CAST DOWN THE TYRANT
FOR MY AMBITION I AM FOREVER CURSED USURPER
FROM THE BLOOD OF MY FATHER I CREATE LIFE
TORE MY MOTHER IN TO PIECES
HERS WAS THE WATER THE PURITY OF LIFE
NOW KINGU FOREVER WEEPS FOR HIS LOST LOVE
ARISE CHILDREN OF MINE
MANKIND YOUR OATH IS TO ME
NO CREATION STANDS ABOVE IN DESIGN
THE DIVINE HAVE FALLEN NOW A NEW ERA HAS BEGUN. I AM!
THE ENEMY WITHIN BORN OF SIN
JEALOUSY IS MY CATALYST FOR I AM WORTHY AS RULER OF THE GODS
FROM WITHIN I CRUSH THE DIVINITY I CAST DOWN THE TYRANT
FOR MY AMBITION I AM FOREVER CURSED USURPER
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Age of Ra (Bonus Track)
05:09
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EYES OF THE UNHOLY IN MY REFLECTION
BLACKENED BY THE DEMONIC INFECTION
FLAMES OF TORMENT BENEATH MY FLESH
IT’S TAKEN CONTROL MY MIND, MY SOUL
IT’S MY WILL THAT GODS MUST DIE
NO MORE MONOLOGUES IN THE SKY
ONLY FLESH, NOT THE DIVINE
MAY JOIN ME IN MY QUEST FOR DELIVERANCE
FROM THE LIES
I LOOK DEEP WITHIN MYSELF, TO BE GREETED BY THE DARKNESS
ALL HOPE HAS ABANDONED ME, THE LIGHT TO FAR FROM MY REACH
IT SEEMS THAT ALL IS LOST, SLOWLY SLIPPING AWAY THROUGH TIME
I WILL NOT TURN BACK, THROUGH THE DARKNESS I SWAY
I TREAD UPON THE VALLEY OF DEATH AND DISEASE
IN MY FLESH THE VIRUS GROWS, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE
HOLLOW SCREAMS FROM BELOW, THE RITUAL HAS BEGUN
I MUST FIND THE CAUSE OF MY CURSE, OF MY DECAY
I TRAVEL NOW INTO THE NIGHT
WITH DEATH AND GLORY IN MY SIGHT
BENEDICTION FROM THE GODS
I MARCH FORWARD TOWARDS THE LIGHT
I FEEL AN UNKNOWN PRESENCE NOW
CRAWLING THROUGH MY VEINS
CLAWING LIKE RAZORS NOW
MY BLOOD BEGINS TO DRAIN
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Imperial Destruction WC, South Africa
Melodic Death Metal from South Africa.
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