Parasite blood consumes
last hectares of fertile land
History halts to a standstill
Its tides dead as death itself
Elders perish, offspring falters
Bloodlines break in thousands
Forgotten victims of an unclaimed, nameless epoch
The longest wait endures
Religions die, preaching wanes
No solutions the scriptures hold
Few yet fly banners of yore
Herald a vision they never saw
And never witnessed
Architects of metropolis past
Of lethal reactors fuelled by death
Sacrifice shaped into fortunes of the few
Until the engine blew
Pyres of stillborn ancestry warm the night
The longest wait outlives us all!
The reek of hypocrisy hangs heavy in the air
Its venom invades our lungs
Such welcome cleansing essence; it purifies our souls
In its wisdom it teaches us
Venture not to challenge the state of affairs
There’s nothing left to salvage out there
Just fire, death, and ash
With prayers fill thy being
Extinction eclipsed
[Solo: Iron]
Now go forth; shine my scion
Deformed, oblivious child
Inherit the world for your possession
Our bane is now thine
Reanimate this bleak façade
Spoiled with defunct gears
May this closing act of man be worthy of Remembrance!
credits
from Hubris in Excelsis,
released August 21, 2015
Written by A. Von Moller / J.C. Volgard
Lyrics by S. Vrath
supported by 34 fans who also own “Three Stigmata”
never been a big death metal fan but this is actually super accessible for the genre, has fun concepts, and personally i'm always a fan of albums with short tracklists and huge runtimes (for individual songs) Great time, good jumping on point for newbies too. alienasu
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supported by 28 fans who also own “Three Stigmata”
I'd say Havukruunu is the rightful holder of the Crown and the mantle of Quorthon. Epic choirs, vikingesque themes and tales from the other times, of the Finnish paganism back in the days before our ancestors were brought to the cross and forced to kneel while feeling the bloody sword of saviour on their throats made to kiss the hand of murderers who burnt thousands, tore down our holy places and took our holy days. Eyes teary I listen to these songs, never forgiving the crimes of the cross! Peikonmieli