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Darkened skies (Intro)
03:09
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Carriage of Makers
04:04
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Carriage Of Makers
The world is swallowed in a sickening bright shade
Vivid Flames we are beholding in mortal awe
Heavens bring forth the carriage of makers
And from it's foreign skeleton descend upon us
Bow down, cry out
Erect the monuments towards their skies
Bow down, cry out
Let us gaze upon the heavens with yearning eyes
A horn is sounding as if a thousand voices aim to dominate. Crescendo to the human fate
Where steel vectors descend, the vicinity shatters. A might that makes our most fearsome warriors stagger
From the belly emerges , our creators. Behold. Before you stand the gods of old.
The sight of countless kneeled upon the sacred ground, a vow is made to which we now are bound
'In servitude we'll prove our worth, and give your vision its bloodbound birth.'
CHAC K’AN
Screeching noise from inside, pleading
People taken ,now are Squealing
Chosen brethren's innards speaking
Filled with tubes, their lifeforce leaking
Human trades for absolution
Blood and souls, no more delusion
In the guts , foregone conclusion
Thus bring forth our corpse oblation
Temples rise , as if the stones will touch what they cannot. There is still much left to be taught
Go my children, spread our sacred science and do not be tempted by rot and defiance.
Culture grows with worship and death, where reality exists behind this spoken myth.
CHAC K’AN
The world is left in a cloud of dust and fear
Anxious eyes are searching the darkest of skies
We await your call and plead our mortal cause while
longing for the inevitable: they will return
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3. |
Obsidian
05:11
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Obsidian
Waiting for the light that brings us ease.
Forlorn vassals of despair
forsaken we seek to please
Broken instruments of faith
The mountains rumble, they erupt in chant
Their mouths on fire
From the remnants of their blazing storm
A gift of power
Shaping the stone into a form of faith
As we shape the future
Renew the bond that’s slain by inner wraiths
This will be our suture
OBSIDIAN
This flesh is consecrated, blood and skin appealing through the wounds
Feed the blade , feed the blade, feed the blade
Comfort the raging fires , thrown down into the open mouth of truth
Seek the flames, seek the flames, seek the flames
The giants rest again, their shaking halts
Approval of the ancient ones
I cast away your fucking doubts
We are now guided by death
The molten stone finds place in worthy hands
A blade of speech
Unspoken but still clear and lucid words
A blade of power
OBSIDIAN
Lost no longer, no more asunder
We seek the marks. Sacrifice the sinners
This flesh is consecrated, blood and skin appealing through the wounds
Feed the blade , feed the blade, feed the blade
Comfort the raging fires , thrown down into the open mouth of truth
Seek the flames, seek the flames, seek the flames
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4. |
Answers
05:24
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Answers
‘Call upon the sanctity of falling stars crushing me. Feel their weight, mauling’
Open the gates
We stand ready to resolve your fate
Fear the choice, that you long have made
For in our judgment your pleas will come too late
It’s intriguing how fast men are willing
to devoid their sins as the sins of heritage
Through the symphony of centuries, Cold and bitter songs
This artform that appeals so much will fuck you all
They run, astounded
Our return, they found it
The priests ,of hornets
Your image, deform it
You called , we answered
The result, dissented
You dare, objecting
There is no rejecting
RUN
We shall prove that god is real
For we stand before you
We will make this world anew
From the blindness of the eyes that we sew
We answer
How bold, narcissistic
Enslaved, addicted
Our gifts, are tarnished
our words, discarded
A world , so broken
it’s depth, unspoken
In time, is frozen
Our paths interwoven
A crest of heathens is discolored by the bleeding
A depiction so conceiving by the lies that they’ve been feeding
This lost cattle has begged for us to return
But in the meantime forgot to worship the sun.
We answer
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5. |
The Harvest
05:01
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The Harvest
The Feeble minds of weakened creatures are quickly taken down
Mechanic wires , plugged to their will
There is serenity in following the greater with blank stares
Yet their sick hearts still beat, and their bodies bleed
So when the soul is lost to the call of a foreign entity
Can there be hope for us? Are we meant to breathe?
O harvest the blood, to fuel the many
Drones beaten and downed, forced to breeding
Branded and controlled, the cattle is weeping
Still and dispossessed, drained down lakes
Go find a new fucking order
Bask in the glory of peace through control
A cage for the body, A haven for souls
Make us feel less, but then make us see all
You cannot resist the calling of thralls
Bask in the glory of peace through control
No place for the sinners, a world for the clean
Make us feel less , but then make us see all
you’re lost in the mud, confused as you crawl
O harvest the blood, to fuel the many
Drones beaten and downed, forced to breeding
Branded and controlled, the cattle is weeping
Still and dispossessed, drained down lakes
Bask in the glory of peace through control
A cage for the body, A haven for souls
Make us feel less, but then make us see all
You cannot resist the calling of
Bask in the glory of peace through control
No place for the sinners, a world for the clean
Make us feel less , but then make us see all
you’re lost in the mud, confused as you
Thus destined to subjugation mankind finds it’s firm goal
Casting dark shadows, from former selves
And set aside these mortal disputes , throw the feeble thoughts of sense away
Embrace the reins
Resulting in stillness a prosperous place that was build in their image
through blisters of a fallen race
Wander through past, hasten to grasp, the memories fading
Rest has come at last
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6. |
Burn the Hive
04:30
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Burn The Hive
Feeling the worming in my mind
As the world succumbs to lies
Thy will shall reflect in deeds
I wriggle back, panic grows
I stand grasping for the words
I’m kneeling, I answer
Eyes to the front,
Mouth fucking shut
Eyes to the front
Mind fucking black
As I try to resist
I feel the slightest strain of hope
For my numbness starts to fade away
The walls are now breaking , the windows are shattered
I’m insisting my will by dissolving these shackles
A tenacious persistence , no meat for their jackals
In a burst of intention I have found my ascension
Freed I will exact my revenge
Eyes wide open
No more silence
Eyes wide open
Bring the violence
(Well there you are)
I’m Stabbing and slicing, the wounds so enticing
this act of reprisal , a cry of survival
Be free oh my brethren, your pain has been maddening
For now we incite our fear into deity
Burn the hive
Burn them all
Burn them all
Burn them
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7. |
Discord of Realms
04:32
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7. Discord Of Realms
We are free
Gathering survivors to fight back against the masters
there’s only one way to eradicate these beings from the face of earth
Atomic destruction draws near
Arming the nuclear heads , a purpose of death
Metal darts through the sky, Targets unearthly
Hit after hit lands, Clouds everywhere
The earth tears apart, yet hope fills the hearts
Death
When the dust settles down and silence finds its way
Can we breathe again, forget loss and dismay
A horn sounds and the heavens burst in flames
WAR
WE MARCH TO WAR
More and more flashes, our eyes cannot take it
a shadow is forming over this world
The fleet is still growing as if feeding of fear
Grotesquely floating into the sick air
The stink of the soil that’s been merged with burned flesh
is now filling our nostrils with pain and regret
Not fusible metal , untouched by our rage
Is looming above us , dead birds in a cage
Death
The sun is gone, in the cold we tremble
Standing face to face, Discord of realms
Fallen angels march towards man made hell
We fall back in the abyss of our shape
Creators of night, enthralled by their hate
War
We march to war
We march
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8. |
Ashes
05:52
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Ashes
There is serenity in a moment of pure quiet
Visions they overtake
Fall in dreams, Stay awake
The lines fade of what is real
Hold me down
In the mirrors of future ghosts
Will we drown
In this morbid lake of frozen tears
I can see how the path that we follow is crimson stained and void
Ruins, tombs, ashes
The sandstorms are raging over fragments of men
Skulls , mouths wide open gaping with terror
But the worst part is that life seems to thrive upon our composted flesh
Fall into the darkness, let our minds see true
Stop, projecting lies and anguish as you demons do
Fall into the abyss, swallowed by its jaw
Fight being dragged into the devil's maw
Ruins, tombs , ashes
In this reflection hides a promise so dark, that the light gives no guidance to the quivering hearts
Damnation
Fall into the darkness, let our minds see true
Stop, projecting lies and anguish as you demons do
Fall into the abyss, swallowed by its jaw
Fight being dragged into the devil's maw
By dreams consumed
‘Sink in the grave of madness to trust its soil.
Digging for solace, yet find ashes and bone’
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9. |
Corporeal Hell
06:56
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Corporeal Hell
Swarms pouring down, hungry mouths on the feeding grounds of sin
The ominous shrill crying for a feast soon to begin.
Metal bones form wings for the angels of demise
Terror through bloodshot eyes
Sliced up heads with molten faces
Peeling skin while cries embrace us
No more offerings, only suffering
No more listening, Only crippling
No forgiveness, We’re death’s mistress
Wipe your stain of this soiled earth
Torn off hands with broken fingers
Popping eyes like popping blisters
No more offerings, only suffering
No more listening, only crippling
No forgiveness, we’re death’s mistress
Wipe your stain of this soiled earth
Come forth and thread upon this corporeal hell
Trample the corpses to dance upon their snapping bones
Mud and piss become as one
filled with blood a pool of rot
Scream it out, dung filled throats
This is where the species ends
Come forth and thread upon this corporeal hell
Trample the corpses to dance upon their snapping bones
Mud and piss become as one, filled with blood a pool of rot
While stench to man, suffocating
They bathe in it , reinvigorating
Scream it out, dung filled throats
This is where the species ends
Corporeal hell
This is where the species ends
Beams are slicing, pain is thriving
Unknown weapons are incising
No more offerings, only suffering
No more listening, only crippling
No forgiveness, we’re death’s mistress
Wipe your stain of this soiled earth
Death and pain have taken hold now
The cancer seeping out this world
Bodies piled up, a throne for lost kings
Seating firmly on their claim
No more offerings, only suffering
No more listening, only crippling
No more offerings, only suffering
No more listening, only crippling
No forgiveness, we’re death’s mistress
Wipe your stain of this soiled earth
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Omicron Belgium
Belgian atmospheric death metal band Omicron consists of founder-guitarist Philippe Delhaute, vocalist Hannes Coppens, bass
player Arthur Casier, guitarist Ignace Casier and Drummer Wim Van Der Biest. They are looking to create new, dark sounds that crawl into your soul and make you scream.
Omicron’s pounding rhythms and twisted dreamscapes will keep you at the very edge of reason.
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