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Morbid Angel: "Covenant" – 1993

энциклопедия: Morbid Angel

Состав группы:

  • Pete "Commando" Sandoval – ударные
  • Trey Azagthoth – все гитары, клавишные
  • Dave Vincent – вокал, бас

Morbid Angel: "Covenant" – 1993

Композиции:

  1. Rapture
  2. Pain Divine
  3. World Of Shit (The Promised Land)
  4. Vengeance Is Mine
  5. The Lions Den
  6. Blood On My Hands
  7. Angel Of Disease
  8. Sworn To The Black
  9. Nar Mattaru
  10. God Of Emptiness – I. The Accuser II. The Tempter

Лирика

1. Rapture

Confront me unholy ones
Bastard saints scorn of the earth
I summon thee now poison me
Death under will burn in my soul

Exalt me enemies of the lamb
Intrude – We are of one
Under will, I walk the path of sin
With your spells I die again

Raise me from mortal
My will be your will
My words speak your words
Your pains raise me to bliss

What of this anger now
Received to lance your enemy
I feel the energy
The poison moves in me
I spill blood

Scorn of the earth, I witness
In rapture I'm born again
Scorn of the light, I bear scorn
In rapture I'm reborn

2. Pain Divine

Release this fury
Malediction
Cursed existance
Writhing in this life of dissent
Pain for pleasure
Pain for adoration
Pain is to godliness
Bleeding for Ecstasy

Pain Divine

Locked in vicious
Offer to the sado-gods
Nails driven through my dreams
Bleeding – Pain is a god's reward

Gliding through these dungeons
Heightened senses overwhelmed
Hedonistic rupture
Endurance makes one divine

3. World Of Shit (The Promised Land)

Bred from the bowels Sheep one and all
Bound by the doctrine of lies
To fucked human shit, I shout blasphemy!
As I make my way thru to
The promised land

Smell of shit is so foul
Writhe in disgust
Earth heaves and death comes to call
All the waste – Cling to your lie
You are as sand and the wind blows
My disgust – A fever
To kill a thousand more

Gene dead from birth
God's holy fuck Canonized but of no use to me
Human shit, waste begone from my earth!!

Desolation – No life bodies littering
Beast of earth devour!
Cleanse this world for those who deserve

Burning cities, all is well
I remain in my conviction
As the waste in sewer flows thru the promised land

4. Vengeance Is Mine

Naught within this circle
All but emptiness expelled
I am deep in wicked
And whore to demons works
Master – I call thee
Master – Surround me
With evil in our hearts
This night we take revenge

Mote it be
Satan's sword I have become
No son shall escape
No word left unburned
The power is in me
Hellspawn in aeturnum
I burn with hate
To rid the world of
The Nazarene

This night of splendor
The beast arise in me
This is my destiny
My sword shall take life

5. The Lions Den

Beasts awaiting, restless
Circus victims panic struck
Hunger spawns bestial frenzy
Commencement of the feast
By the sign of the cross

Whips crack
Centurians might be known
Christians standing breathless
Circus victims panic struck
Scream Arena butchery
Where is their god as the
Faithful meet their end?

Judgement has passed
Who questions this law?
Pagan belief of sacrifice

Kill them all
Kill them all for slander
Kill them all and mute their ways

6. Blood On My Hands

Death to my vision
Blind I shall serve
Give rise to god war
Watch the civils fall

Hateful seed inside me
Scald my mind of all but truth
I concede; I am the chosen one
Open wide the gate
Stain the world with the blood of man

Affliction
Forced unto all
Human Vexation
Transcend with blood on my hands

Spirits of the grave remember
Rise up O powers from the land of Til
Plague and madness spread thru this world
Burn in me – I suffer your will

7. Angel Of Disease

Your plastic souls melt within cauldron's burning black
Chanting to the Ancient Ones, chants of broken lines
Kneel before the alter, sacrifice is made
It is pleasing to the ones most ancient of the days

They call the prince of disease, messenger of the Absu
Carry through the icy winds our curse upon their church

Hanging helpless above the pentagram
Sacrifice swings within leather noose
Sing the ancient hymn that makes the Abso roll
Raise the rusty knife, let loose the blood of Kingu

Sudden death throws off the balance that's within the sky
Priest calls forth infernal names to the ones beyond the gate

Angel of disease one who shuns the light
Shub Niggurath goat with one thousand young

Praise the beast, the chanting grew
Praise the beast with virgin blood
Praise the beast with soul and mind
Praise the beast and show the sign

Bind their kings in iron chains
Execute the judgement for them
Come and taste the fleshy pleasures
Orgies of endless time

Beneath the rolling for hate ignites their eyes
>From their graves the dead rise to answer Nammtar's call
On a twisted cross the virgin corpse hangs
They blacken out the sun and burn the elder gods

Morbid priest calling forth
Abominations of the sky
Kutulu meets in the void
Ancient Ones rule once more

8. Sworn To The Black

Spawn of the ever rolling abyss
Ever espousing unluminous
Charred soul – Burned at rebirth
Quest not save the death of the sun

Repulsed by the light
Heart pumping ice
So cold to this world
Reclude until the summoning
Sworn to the black

Our father begotten, not made
Before all legends of man
Receive my loyalty, my offering
In my veins; the blood of the ancient brood
Summon me

Burning inside, I feel the call
Blood of the Ancient Ones now boils
At war – War with the race
Father rise and the world be one

Repulsed by the light
No feeling for life
Drained of my being
I lie dead but still I'm sworn

9. Nar Mattaru

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10. God Of Emptiness – I. The Accuser II. The Tempter

Lies – And you fill their souls
With all oppressions of this world
And all the glory you receive?
So, What makes you supreme?
Lies – Your crown is falling
I offer fantasy
And you, you creator are
Blind with envy

Let the children come to me
Their mother loves me, so shall they
Woman, bleeding, ate my gifts
Man was close behind
Just like a snake I'm slithering
Thru my world divine
And like the cat I'm stalking
I'll take your soul and You'll
Be like me
In emptiness, free

Just bow to me faithfully
Bow to me splendidly

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