Kiuas - Kiuas War Anthem
Our secret is simple: We're simply better by far. We stand armed, and wait for the sign.
Our secret is simple: We're simply better by far. We stand armed, and wait for the sign.
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carach angren - And The Consequence Macabre
He came home with trembling bone and spoke:
"Evil roams the sea!"
I caught a glimpse of something I describe as witchery.
They must think I am weird.
My wife and daughter upset by what they hear.
As we go to bed, I kiss my loves goodnight then close my eyes to forget.
Soon a lucid dream!
The room around me shifts into a bleak and dismal scene.
Once my consciousness has vanished deep within my mind, the first thing I realize is taking a severe beating from someone in the middle of the night.
Between the shocking fragments of cold fists ponding on my face, I can see a man wearing a black hat causing harm upon me.
While he's laughing and punching simultaneously,
I manage to grab his throat with both hands and push him over to the left side, where my wife sleeps at night.
Grabbing the knife on the pedestal cupboard, not thinking twice.
And I stab into his face until both eyes liquidize and facial bones collapse.
Haphazardly in anxiety I maim his face extremely and still he's laughing loudly.
His clothes look rather old; a stench like dead things and a ragged captain's coat.
This dream is so ghastly and surreal.
So many stabwounds, sixty, maybe more.
His face simply shattered while blood decorates the floor.
Then there is this sound like a snarling hound.
I leave the room to look around.
It guides me to my daughter's room.
Her door is locked.
I am terrified of what I might find behind.
So quickly I climb the stairs to the old attic and find my double-barrelled shotgun.
Ammunition.
The weapon's loaded.
I need this nightmare to be done.
Done!
I break down the door forcefully.
A vicious false dog is what I see.
And still he's laughing loudly.
It's not my child for this beast seems foul and wild.
Two close ranged shots, still alive, brutally finished with the knife.
Now guess who's gargling closely behind me.
I turn around and again I am just an inch away from that face I carved up previously.
Still laughing... Suddenly...
Thank god I am awake!
Laying in my bed, covered in sweat.
The horror I have seen, was just an awful dream.
Clouded is my sight, finding bloodstains on my hands as I rub my eyes.
No!
What have I done?!
My wife besides me, still alive, but her face is simply gone.
Beauty has been maimed by my hand, disfigured.
Our kiss will never be the same.
Now where the fuck is my little girl?!
And a dead hound is not what I found, bloodstains on the wall.
There's my daughters corpse, slaughtered on the ground!
One last kiss upon my wife's trembling hand before I shoot her through the head to set her free from this misery.
Imagine the shotgun standing upside down with the barrel in my mouth.
The sighting was a portent of doom and the consequence definitely macabre.
And before my last tear hits the soil I...
He came home with trembling bone and spoke:
"Evil roams the sea!"
I caught a glimpse of something I describe as witchery.
They must think I am weird.
My wife and daughter upset by what they hear.
As we go to bed, I kiss my loves goodnight then close my eyes to forget.
Soon a lucid dream!
The room around me shifts into a bleak and dismal scene.
Once my consciousness has vanished deep within my mind, the first thing I realize is taking a severe beating from someone in the middle of the night.
Between the shocking fragments of cold fists ponding on my face, I can see a man wearing a black hat causing harm upon me.
While he's laughing and punching simultaneously,
I manage to grab his throat with both hands and push him over to the left side, where my wife sleeps at night.
Grabbing the knife on the pedestal cupboard, not thinking twice.
And I stab into his face until both eyes liquidize and facial bones collapse.
Haphazardly in anxiety I maim his face extremely and still he's laughing loudly.
His clothes look rather old; a stench like dead things and a ragged captain's coat.
This dream is so ghastly and surreal.
So many stabwounds, sixty, maybe more.
His face simply shattered while blood decorates the floor.
Then there is this sound like a snarling hound.
I leave the room to look around.
It guides me to my daughter's room.
Her door is locked.
I am terrified of what I might find behind.
So quickly I climb the stairs to the old attic and find my double-barrelled shotgun.
Ammunition.
The weapon's loaded.
I need this nightmare to be done.
Done!
I break down the door forcefully.
A vicious false dog is what I see.
And still he's laughing loudly.
It's not my child for this beast seems foul and wild.
Two close ranged shots, still alive, brutally finished with the knife.
Now guess who's gargling closely behind me.
I turn around and again I am just an inch away from that face I carved up previously.
Still laughing... Suddenly...
Thank god I am awake!
Laying in my bed, covered in sweat.
The horror I have seen, was just an awful dream.
Clouded is my sight, finding bloodstains on my hands as I rub my eyes.
No!
What have I done?!
My wife besides me, still alive, but her face is simply gone.
Beauty has been maimed by my hand, disfigured.
Our kiss will never be the same.
Now where the fuck is my little girl?!
And a dead hound is not what I found, bloodstains on the wall.
There's my daughters corpse, slaughtered on the ground!
One last kiss upon my wife's trembling hand before I shoot her through the head to set her free from this misery.
Imagine the shotgun standing upside down with the barrel in my mouth.
The sighting was a portent of doom and the consequence definitely macabre.
And before my last tear hits the soil I...
D.Ingram
Member
Not really.
Still pretty fucked up though. The villagers that accused him of being a witch drove him to insanity?
no, this is the way i understand the lyrics:
the man was a sailor on the flying dutchman
then he gets back home, and some ghost has followed him,
so, at the first night the man has a lucid dream in wich he accidently kills his wife and daughter,
and then he commits suicide
... and they lived happily ever after
the man was a sailor on the flying dutchman
then he gets back home, and some ghost has followed him,
so, at the first night the man has a lucid dream in wich he accidently kills his wife and daughter,
and then he commits suicide
... and they lived happily ever after
D.Ingram
Member
BUMP
Hand on trigger
Phantom face
Don't trust no one
Always on the run
Eyes all over
Never safe
Virus-like
Merciless
Hand on trigger
Phantom face
Don't trust no one
Always on the run
Eyes all over
Never safe
Virus-like
Merciless
D.Ingram
Member
D.Ingram
Member
D.Ingram
Member
There there. I love you really *brohug*
.... But pull shit like that again and you're out on the street.
.... But pull shit like that again and you're out on the street.
D.Ingram
Member
O mankind
Worship the god whom thou hast created
Who hast created thee
And those who came before thee
O mankind
Thou sons of simian ancestors
Guard yourself against the fire
Prepared for disbelievers
Whose fuel is of men and stones
Nile - Kafir!
Worship the god whom thou hast created
Who hast created thee
And those who came before thee
O mankind
Thou sons of simian ancestors
Guard yourself against the fire
Prepared for disbelievers
Whose fuel is of men and stones
Nile - Kafir!
Draw near - partake of this altar
For you are fairer in beauty
Than other daughters of man
Recognise and embrace
This glorious proclamation
Of eternal damnation
Place all your faith in sex and death
Rather than the wisdom of the divine
Have no pity for those
Mired in the prophet delusion
Content to be servile for a lifetime
Tis better to be king for a day
Your passing will leave
Scant trace in history
Wiped from memory
Like a forgotten dream
Like sand slipping through fingers...
Akercocke - The Promise
For you are fairer in beauty
Than other daughters of man
Recognise and embrace
This glorious proclamation
Of eternal damnation
Place all your faith in sex and death
Rather than the wisdom of the divine
Have no pity for those
Mired in the prophet delusion
Content to be servile for a lifetime
Tis better to be king for a day
Your passing will leave
Scant trace in history
Wiped from memory
Like a forgotten dream
Like sand slipping through fingers...
Akercocke - The Promise
Ocelot2010
Burger King Diamond
The Bones of Baby Dolls - Acid Bath
Flower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio
Flower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio
Mary lou left marks on you
She just screams at the walls
The kite string pops
I'm swallowed whole by the sky
We smoke the bones of baby dolls
Techno-liquid screaming meat
Heaven's cold beneath my feet
Cyber love the anti-man we make love... because we can
Virgins play where the bayou's blue
Barefoot (and bloody) eatin' mushroom stew
Work for pay and pay for freedom
Fuck 'em all, we don't need 'em
We smoke the bones of baby dolls
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Flower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio
Flower girls play lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her screaming like a radio
Mary lou left marks on you
She just screams at the walls
The kite string pops
I'm swallowed whole by the sky
We smoke the bones of baby dolls
Techno-liquid screaming meat
Heaven's cold beneath my feet
Cyber love the anti-man we make love... because we can
Virgins play where the bayou's blue
Barefoot (and bloody) eatin' mushroom stew
Work for pay and pay for freedom
Fuck 'em all, we don't need 'em
We smoke the bones of baby dolls
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
Everything's gone dry
Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement
rusty89
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- Jan 5, 2010
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Don't summon the devil,
Don't call the priests,
If you need the strength,
The conjuring,
I am the devil's advocate,
A salesman, if you will,
You know my name. [You know my name],
I met your father years ago,
Gave him what he'd please,
He called my name, you'll do the same,
I'm claiming what is mine by right,
It's time to close the deal,
You're bought and sold, bought and sold,
Come join me in my infernal depths,
Mephisto's hall of fame
I've got your soul, I've got your soul,
The conjuring. Obey!!!
Don't call the priests,
If you need the strength,
The conjuring,
I am the devil's advocate,
A salesman, if you will,
You know my name. [You know my name],
I met your father years ago,
Gave him what he'd please,
He called my name, you'll do the same,
I'm claiming what is mine by right,
It's time to close the deal,
You're bought and sold, bought and sold,
Come join me in my infernal depths,
Mephisto's hall of fame
I've got your soul, I've got your soul,
The conjuring. Obey!!!
