1. Upon The Dark Throne

Upon the darkest of thrones
The true God is visible
The filthy sound of ten thousand (necro) morbid deaths
Smear my body with your destructive visions

Writhe in my bastard hellish tormented ego
Soak my veins in alcohol
Create the beast.. behind these armoured walls...
I shall not let others in

So pure the race
So few
But we (tormented) know
We know so fucking well not to hide
Yet to stay underground

You, you sit upon the darkest of thrones
Yet still remain as miserable, as necro, as evil, as hungry, as I...

перевод: "На темном троне" (Beazth) »

2. Condor

Through the crests of open oceans
As the Heavens plunge the Earth
A soaring flight in breathless torment
Condor soul observes its birth

The dreaded dream as the claw grips
And you float...
Condor

Blue flame ignite the Black Sea
Let torrents crush the Earth
Opened chests, a scarred landscape
The sand that clenches thirst

The dreaded dream as the jaw snaps
And you float...
Condor

перевод: "Кондор" (Beazth) »

3. Black Metal Jaw

Soaring spell, burns the scattered spawn
Enraged journey, through Heaven's yell
As the wrath of Satan, escapes Hell
It drowns the waters, erects their waves

A wall of venom, amidst the jaws
The sacred heavens, slips through the paws
Of God's will, of God's grace
To the grasp of Hell, through these winds of rage

Black metal jaw
In a fierce grin
Black metal jaw
Grinds like a saw

This is the solstice, of a burning wrath
A steaming roar, breathing in lust
Glitters from afar, like a red death
In strange grace, in fowl hate

Like a vulture, in its sulphur birth
Its plunge is steep, in heretic speed
Through the narrow earth, its walls of sores
Into the claws of Satan's breed

Black metal jaw
In a fierce grin
Black metal jaw
Upholds the law

перевод: "Блэк-Метал пасть" (Beazth) »

4. Hell's Fire

Sense destructive deathcore
Float amongst the dying
Strive to create spaces
Deteriorating realm

If only I'd been blessed
If only I'd accepted Christ
Well fuck, I enjoy starving
And I don't cry... I get to rape again

They crawl from severe flesh wounds
Yearning to see rain
I stand up cause I chose this
And I don't mind the pain

If only I'd been blessed
If only I'd accepted Christ
Well fuck, I enjoy starving
And I don't cry... I get to rape again

If I had known this "paradise"
I'd kill myself 10 fucking years before
The glorious flames, the tortured souls
The need to see the fires... of Hell

Hell's fire burn!!!

перевод: "Адский огонь" (Beazth) »

5. Black Deluge Night

Boiling deluge sweeps the landscape
Seething waters rush
Elegant waves of devastation
Erects then plunge upon life

We enshrine this glorious black deluge night
Their pulse, in fear, is high
We arise, then flee back through the Gates of Hell
As tyrants, we escape from sight
Bereft of air, the Earth trembles wide
Cracks all mountains high
Soaring demons now swarm the skies
In awe and heretic pride

Black and vast in form and essence
The host of wretchedness within
Every holy aspect withers
As angels pave the way to sin

We escape this glorious black deluge night
Our pagan pulses blessed
We caress the inner ovens sheer delight
Of the earth that melts away
The filth of our minds await you now
It'll haunt you in Heaven's Hell
The praise of man has now turned to spells
Legions of the night

перевод: "Ночь черного потопа" (Beazth) »

6. Funeral Thrash

Rise!
It is our will to awaken the "Dead"
Crawl up from you graves
Rise!
It is our will to rid you of all chains
With these words, with this speech...
Death By Hell/Death By Thrash

Total destruction! Total devastation!
Armies of the "dead". World incineration.
(End this world with a single shot to the head)
Death by Thrash/Death by Hell
THRASH/DEATH/HELL/HAIL!

Hate-ammoed funeral thrash upon you
Chrome hooves trample "God's" creation
Force-fed foetus puppets...
Of all that is holy
Blasphemed by thy name
All arms raise, praise the Goat!

перевод: "Похоронный трэш" (Beazth) »

7. Sordid

Intoxicate yourself
Be drunken without cease
Remembrance drifts in the frozen wind
The slave of hunger, now enjoy being free

Sordid grace
In a torn soul
Burns the soil
Expanding void

Fierce flesh left to boil
On the bones of my deliverance
Stench travels, crawls with the flame
Echoing through my mortal shame
All the pleasures I might have
Sealed as sparks in a dark gem
Unleashed as rage
Reborn as scorching flames

... eyes inflame the night
... eyes penetrate the light
... behold new forms of life

перевод: "Мерзкий" (Beazth) »

8. Merciless

Troops are thrashing onwards
To rape all holy land
Seek victims as the Sun descends

Damnation is at hand

The sound of killing threatens the weak
Slashed wrists greet us, blasphemous fiends

We don't oppose evil...
We are
Merciless

Graced submissive rectified force
Raining daggers open death's doors

We don't oppose evil...
We are
(The) Merciless (Aura Noir)

перевод: "Беспощадные" (Beazth) »