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(Instrumental)
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Slay the oppressor!
Place his head
High upon the stave!
May him forever
Gaze upon the world he has failed!
Heralding the head
Of the shepherd
Listen ever closely
The funeral bells chime
Beckoning upheaval
They call to you
And the grave yearns for your soured flesh
For ye, the guillotine!
Bludgeon thee, regicide!
For ye, beheading!
A public, tyrannicide!
The staffs ring out
The war drums rumble the earth
We sing the song of death
And today, we sing to thee!
Oh monarch
your weakness is a beacon of shame
Frail and cowardly
Hiding behind crowns
Lurking in the shadows of gods
In towers built atop the graves of slaves
Your fallacy is unforgivable
Be thee vilified!
Thy laws and trickery
Have decieveth all!
And for thee
In vehemence!
Be the humble reward of death
Ye Mindless saint
Slayer of children
Destroyer of dreams
Prophet of disease
The hand of satan makes a great fist
And delivers a blow of aeons
And neath it, may your reign be erased
For ye, the guillotine!
Bludgeon thee, regicide!
For ye, beheading!
A public, tyrannicide!
Behold, a sacrifice to slaves
Liberated in altar blood
Lay waste to the oppressor
Between masks and cloaks
You damn the ideals of all
With blade welcomed to throat
And pay homage to the lord of vacant necks!
Vacant necks!
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Posion Laced Paradise
07:25
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The stars surrounding heavens womb
Insolently feed contempt
Fueled by hate, mantled in seduction
In principles of thought
Do death hungered angels
Ravage as parasites
This paradise is a shroud, a wretched falsity
Laced in poison, suckled by the feeble addicts of heroism
Ether to aether
Embrace your hallucination
Close your eyes
And conceal the veil
For all is fate
And the brink is numb with felicity
Of Ill conceit
Poison laced
Edens fate
Poison faith
Death embraced
For at the precipice
Does the hoax of the void
Hide it’s cavernous lie
Languish in the godly wells of blight
Fear into submission and to ye, gifted be the kingdom of shit!
In the centuries of suns
The clandestine beasts reign
In the labyrinths of insanity and madness
Within the imagination of the antichrist
The seeds of oblivion take root
For you swing the sword of god
Adorned as the chosen one
For only he, hears the pain ye plea
And reserves the gift of immortality
For thy crimson wrath in trade
In betrayal be the bargain
At death be mischiefed
Behold the infernal supreme
Hailing to the abyssal depths
Summoners to the darkness of light
The specter of insignificance and devastation
Presents the proposition for reason beyond death
The world is loathsome
Diseased and dying
The stench of death
Cursed by the credos of filth in gold
Sowed by the heroin of faith
Sedatives designed for the mangled and deranged
Poison laced
Edens fate
Poison faith
Death embraced
For at the precipice
Does the hoax of the void
Hide it’s cavernous lie
Languish in the godly wells of blight
Fear into submission and to ye, gifted be the kingdom of shit!
In the centuries of suns
The clandestine beasts reign
In the labyrinths of insanity and madness
Within the imagination of the antichrist
The seeds of oblivion take root
For you swing the sword of god
Adorned as the chosen one
For only he, hears the pain ye plea
And reserves the gift of immortality
For thy crimson wrath in trade
In betrayal be the bargain
At death be mischiefed
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D.T.C.
06:02
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I said I don’t trust your word
Your values are insincere at best
Shitting upon the plate you feed
Serving up lies and greed
You claim to be the holy one
Yet children are raped by priests
Churches built on sacred ground
Atop the graves of your slaves
Don’t trust Christians!
Enslaving cultures of the world
Don’t trust Christians!
Forebode the creed of hypocrisy
Does no one else see?
The lies that are obvious to me
How many more will bleed?
While the zombies of faith fucking feed
Don’t trust Christians!
Stabbing sacred lambs in the back
Don’t trust Christians!
Upon their own children they feed
And you’ll never be worthy
And you'll never be worth shit
They’ll burn the world
They’ll burn the world
Do you feel it?
The pain of fucking centuries
Shoved down my throat
And I'll never be worthy
They curse the world
They curse the world
Over and over, over and over again
And again and again and again
Break away the chains of lies
Be who thou fucking wilt
Dethrone the kings and rise
Reject the bigotry and judgement
Don’t trust Christians!
It’ll be you nailed to the cross
Don’t trust Christians!
For this world is forever lost
And you’ll never be worthy
And you’ll never be worth shit
They’ll burn the world
They’ll burn the world
Do you fucking feel it?
The pain of fucking centuries
Shoved down my throat
And I'll never be worthy
They curse the world
They curse the world
Over and over, over and over again
And again and again and again
Don’t trust fucking Christians!
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The witching hour calls onto me
Beckoning a prophecy in nightmare
Exhale and submerge deep, into blackness
The beast whispers unto me
From the grip of shadows laden in thorns
With a choir of infinite hallowed carols
I pierce the hallowed murk of the void
Into midnights graven toll
Arise and levitate
The bell chimes two...
In the shapeless void of thought
A portal opens to a realm of nightmares
Transcending dimensions and lurking fear
Descending past frozen mountains of dead aeons
Deep into the grave of time
Invoking fear, despair and eerie curiosity
In a requiem haunted dreamscape
The pendulum of death ever sways
Dangling a maze of vacant nooses
As desert, buried in the hourglass
Lost between imagination and perdition
Slipping through the fingers of existence
And elevating through the veil of aether
Ascend and absolve
The bells chimes three...
It calls upon me
Summoning me
Haunting me
Requiem for thee, unconscious epiphany
Embrace the blackness
The void and I become one
And in morbid union
Awake and bide the prophecy
Bless’ed be...
This horrid nightmare
And to the abyss descend
Life transcribed into the ink of death
Painting thee...
A portrait from the grave
To the tune of insanity
How frail the strings swoon the song, solemnly
Poetically...
As a muse of death
Crafting an obituary
Staring back from the mirror, haunting me, oh haunting me
Come for me...
Eternally
Haunting me...
Infernally
Cum for me...
Eternally
Haunting me...
Infernally
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(Instrumental)
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Anti-Orthodox Vengeance
07:55
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I bear the sigils of pagan defiance
Puppeteers who bind the dragon
Vengeance and judgement bestow them
The oppressors of centuries face their fate
Prepare for the wrath of heretics
Behold the mighty goat spreads its wings
Perched upon the stones of the dead
A vision of eternities fall
As the cosmos is severed fucking wide
Severed wide fucking open!
I summon the spoils of conquest
Rejects of mortality who bear the price
Buried under books, forgotten under pious rot
Ignite the flames and sound the horns
As we burn in heathen uprising
A hooded seer transforms
Arcane and wielding
Vomited from the blackened aether of time
A conductor of death and the obsidian void
It is maddening
Condoning hate by your god of choice
Casting the blood of faith
For the blind have no eyes to open
Together as one
You cannot take me
We rise and fall
In spiritual defiance
Valueless and allegiant
Pour your faith in a chalice
A chalice of fools
Imbibe and benumb
For the well is of your poison
It is maddening
Condoning hate by your god of choice
Casting the blood of faith
For the blind hath no eyes to open
The old ones are with us
May the forests enchant me
May the winds guide me
May the oceans uplift me
All hail the heathen syndicate
Refuse to kneel and spit vehemence
To all lords who command submission
Anti-orthodox vengeance!
On to a better age
In the unity of prayer to no one
Blessed by the soils which we rise
Anti-orthodox vengeance!
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Lvcifugium
05:38
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I...can feel the antichrist
Ever flowing through me
I...believe a mystic blight
Has brought the war of ages
To the north...
Heed the voice of the ancients
From the east...
The flame of nature’s lanterns
To the south...
Carves the path of the serpent
From the west...
The balance of Baphomet
Lvcifugium!
Lvcifugium!
We are the profane triumphant!
May the revenant be abolished
Within I, be the scepter of light
For a deity who demands adoration
Does not merit the sentiments of allegiance
Bow to none!
Arise!
Bow to none!
Acclaim in rebelion!
Thy...you take all from me
Will I watch no more
Thy...beneath my feet
With the shackles of mortality
From the north...
The ancient ones summon
To the east...
Hail nature’s eagle
From the south...
The serpents breath of storm
To the west...
A path beyond death
Lvcifugium!
Lvcifugium!
We are the profane triumphant!
Blessed by he who is nothing
With a pagan heart aflame
The void of I, the blackness of creation
The prosperity and perfection
Bow to none!
Arise!
Bow to none!
Acclaim in rebellion!
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Blood ov Pagan Majesty
06:50
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We stand tall
United as brethren
Thy bloodline
Of pagan majesty
Thy ancestors who fathered sons of defiance, of the sword
Standing tall upon graves of thy fathers
In admiration
Your spirit is strong
Strong in thine hands whom defend the blood
Blood of...
Ye Mothers and fathers
Who cherish thy sons and daughters
And cast blood of thine enemies
To the roots of the earth
On mountain tops
Does thy sons stand tall
Like their fathers before them
United as brethren of the earth
Bound by the wind, oceans and soil
In death, honor and devotion
Kneel to the forests of wisdom
And drink from the lakes of purity
The true
Claiming the thrones
Upon the grand pillars of the earth
The immortal heathens of thy lineage
We hail thee!
We hail thee!
All who oppose
Will fall before us
As wolves feast upon the flock
Your reign is never
We march
Crushing the skulls of dishonor and weakness before our feet
We stand proud
With wine in thy horns and fire in thy veins
The true slit the throats of fear and arrogance
Honor be rewarded with honor
Dishonor be rewarded in vengeful death
We as gods
Will die truly living as victors
Beheading the crowns of kings
Burning the books of oppression
Bringing down the churches of fear
Heralding the mountain stones
Standing tall
Upon the corpses of the wicked and ill-natured
Piled high before us
Drinking from the skulls of thine enemies
And in the bloody hymns of victory
Do we shout out in defiance!
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Infernalis Morbus
Damnatica Cultum
Infinita Morte
Necrofestum Demonica
A spell-rousing death
Thy swarthen deeds be the crucible
A curse from the pit
In the flicker of flame, manifest the ebon wraith
Baphomet
Raven flame
Mystic Runes
Invocation!
Lucifer
Harken thee
Bones be cast
Atonement!
Hexenacht
Scrying eye
And pendulum
Incantation of necrospells!
Sorcerous arcanum
Funereal evocation
A dream from the grave
Satanic reveries and morbid erotica
A canticle of flies
Spewed from the vulva that feeds the infernal depths
Necrospells ov the Ebon Magick!
Necrospells ov the Ebon Magick!
Baphomet
Raven flame
Mystic Runes
Spellbound!
Lucifer
Harken thee
Bones be cast
Bewitchment!
Hexenacht
Scrying eye
And pendulum
Incantation of necrospells!
Infernalis Morbus
Damnatica Cultum
Infinita Morte
Necrofestum Demonica
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Deathlike Gnosis
08:40
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In deathlike gnosis
Do the rats feed upon rats
For we are nothing
Inviting this maelstrom
Vanquishing our reality
This sickness is thine
An affliction that stains our brood
This ugliness that is of the world
Relentless and unyielding
Gnashes it teeth
In the flesh of my being
The minds of lurking demons
Are rabid with verminous hunger
With the knell and last rites
Does this curse retract its choking fucking grasp
Eyeless and cold
Do our virtues dissolve
In the air that is chaos surrounding us
The soil beneath us
The degradation within us
I see myself breathing in the earth
Shrouded in the chains of this prophesy
Insignificant and withering
Wielding the torch, at the pyre, of the world
Ignite the flame that destroys our consciousness
For at the helm of desire
The world burns forever on
Forever more, nevermore
Only in death is there transcendance...
These dimensions are scarred in desolation and fear...
Insignificant in the oceans of death...
Nothing matters, it never did and never will...
These starving roots, they penetrate
Smothering out the cracks of hallowed light
In the sleep of fate does deaths wraith, ghostly astir
And heed this omen, into my black abyss
All will be nothing
For this world is plagued
The wounds of mortality will be mended
Death is the only true liberation
Eternal in all its forms, be thee damned...
For I am lost
And I accept the blackened void
Drinking in the emptiness
The noose of fate ever tightens
In rebirth, wither in flame unto the skies
All will be nothing
For this world is plagued
The wounds of mortality will be mended
Death is the only true liberation
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Son ov Leviathan Temecula, California
Son ov Leviathan represents luciferian liturgy and misanthropic revelations in the form of symphonic black metal based out
of California.
Son ov Leviathan is:
Hexorath-All instruments, vocals, live vocals/drums, lyrics and songwriting
Lord Vagrant-Production, live guitar and vocals
Svrtvrvs-Live bass and vocals
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