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Reclamation
04:48
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Years of Pandemic
As the undead consume
They've devoured our children
And the will to be
On the brink of extinction
In the final hour
Orders come from the Brass
It is time to attack
This is humanity's reclamation
From an enemy that feels no fear
In the face of dread affliction
We will stand our ground
This fight is on our terms
Though human nature breeds corruption
Human spirit breeds strength
Enduring the unendurable
From the ashes we rise
As the warriors form in the desert wind
We await the walking dead
Withering and immersed in total war
With the Maiden screaming beside us
The sun bears down upon our ranks
Automatons gather across the horizon
As fear is turned to waste
No life with in his eyes
No beating of his breast
His body home to worms and filth
The putrid stench of choking death
We can tear him limb from limb
Still he will crawl
The undead fortification grows
Walls build up to the sky
G's surrounding, endless fire
Zack's rotting fortress slowly climbs
Every passing second hundreds fall
As our shots meet their mark
Blackened blood flows like wine into the sand
The assault starts to subside
We must lobotomize the dead remaining
With discipline we conquer
This final act we must commit
Purification by fire
From the catacombs of Paris
To the battlefields of Hope
We have taken back the motherland
And defied our revelation
We remember years of panic
Years of pestilence and strife
In memory of those who fought
Just to end up eaten back to life
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Room V
05:09
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I have watched you obey
You've given up the freedom to object
Fear got the best of you
Demanding your obedient consent
Soliciting submission
Black bags erase the ones who defy
The only verdict is vengeance
A vendetta
Viral atrocities by the zealots were unleashed
Tyrant sin has conquered with fear
Thus born the spiteful beast
From within the blood of the virtuous shall this monster come to be
Opposition
When they've taken everything but our lives
Our integrity sells for nothing
Conceal me what I am
And be my aid for such disguise
As haply shall become the form of my intent
The multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon him
Disdaining fortune with his brandished steel
Which smoked with bloody execution
By the power of truth I, while living. have conquered the universe
And thus I clothe my naked villainy with old odd ends
Stolen forth from holy writ
And seem a saint when most I play the devil
By the power of truth I, while living, have conquered the universe
We are oft to blame in this
'Tis too much proved
That with devotion's visage and pious action
We do sugar over the devil himself
Reprove the guilty
Retribution is my covenant
As our day of liberation approacheth
We stand in fearless dissent
Beneath this mask is more than a man
It is an idea
Ideas are bulletproof
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Wolf and the Winter Cold
03:56
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For I have dispelled the seed of purity divine
For we shall purge this filth that drains us of our life
Born of battle and bloodshed we ride
Into the cold winter's night
The sparks of our clashed swords ignite
The fire of hell in my eyes
Its will leaves your soul mesmerized
As my sword extinguishes life
And all that is left is the sight
Of all that you love slowly dying
Put to death is the son of all man
And now you see who I am
I am the force behind the driving nails
That sees to it your god is impaled
Howling of the wolf strengthens our battle cry
Burning temples blacken the sky
The wolf's heart beats the blood of the night
Nihility, nothingness, our goal almost complete
A godless paradise where the weak cannot breathe
The howling of the wolf invoking supremacy
The hammer of dawn comes down
The vultures will soon feed
In my grasp your death will be evident
For the wolf has chosen to dissolve your shadow
Embrace the sweet taste of the end
My heart beats the blood of the wolven beast
My lungs breathe the air of winter's year
I am the space in which every creature dreams
I am what's in between
Their lies are a pain that will never end
With proud wolven blood, defend our homeland
Their lies are a pain that will never end
My conquering sword beheads all Christians
Their lies are a pain that will never end
My conquering sword is swung 'til your end
Born of battle and bloodshed we ride
Into the cold winter's night
The sparks of our clashed swords ignite war
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Instrumental
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Tree Of Doubt
10:48
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Naileth down, these peasants of the poisoned land
Hangeth high the corpses of their women and children
Never rest until their bodies cover every inch
The tree of doubt- it bares the fruit of extinction
Death to those who disbelieve
Death to those who dare not bend their knee before
The mighty Xerxes
All are left to hang in suffering and shame
As fruit upon this sickening tree
No sleep for our king tonight
While we dream of flesh and blood
A village burns, a human sacrifice
For a man who fancies himself a god
They call them immortals
They are the hunters of men's souls
Known from the ancient times
Guards to the king, these persian ghosts
We stand under this tree of doubt
But we shall put their names to the test
So onward to those gates we march
Where Xerxes numbers count for nothing
For honor's sake, for duty's sake
For glory's sake, we march
These motherless dogs shall be embraced
By the loving arms of Greece herself
It does look like rain
Thus begins the fall of all kings
Dust in the palm of mighty lord Xerxes
The sky begs for forgiveness as the earth bleeds
Within our minds, the tree instills
The fear that Spartan glory slays
We'll stand our ground, our shields hold strong
No mercy for the Persian slaves
Before this day is over
Xerxes will fear the death we bring
Our forces won't be broken
They will be cut to pieces
Strength of the phalanx fueled by hate
A beast approaches, savoring the meal to come
For death we wait
Against our shields they smash
Wave after wave, butchering the pigs
The gods are pleased
More slaves than warriors, they fall
We carve through flesh and bone
Writhe in fear, pile up the dead!
We are the fist in the face of this false god
300 strong, defenders of mighty Greece
May their blood quench the thirst of the earth
As we march into the mouth of hell
The world will know that free men stood against a tyrant,
That few stood against many
Before this battle is over
They will know even a god-king can bleed
Our pass betrayed for flesh and gold
Persia surrounds us, taking aim
Their eyes meet once again
The Kings can see that Sparta's battle ends
But we will bow to no man
At Thermopylae we fought with grace and honor
Fearing nothing
Piled Persian dead give testament to
Sparta's strength and will
So let the spear fly
Make this god-king fucking bleed
We will bow to no man
For my queen
For my land
For my freedom
I embrace the end
Our hearts filled with hate
The arrows pierce our flesh
We will stand as one
Embracing glorious death
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Only in the darkest music can brutality and beauty find common ground. Driven by powerful percussion, soul-crushing riffs, and led by one of the most elegantly vicious voices in death metal today. Necronomichrist produces well crafted chaos that exceeds the ambiguity of mass produced metal and yields their unmistakable sound of excellence in anguish ... more
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