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My Own Grave: "Unholy" – 2007

энциклопедия: My Own Grave

Состав группы:

  • Mikael Aronsson – вокал
  • Anders Härén – гитара
  • Stefan Kihlgren – гитара
  • Max Bergman – бас
  • John Henriksson – ударные

My Own Grave: "Unholy" – 2007

Композиции:

  1. Buried
  2. Above The Weak
  3. Beneath Dark Waves
  4. God Forbid
  5. Cross After Cross

Лирика

1. Buried

By birth dismemberment
Branded for conformity handed a sign
Idiosyncratic deterioration
Nurtured by sheep among the hounds

Justify! – Lies harness my life
If you live by the cross then die by the cross like the dog you are!
Servant of the light – Crucified!
Born in a tomb, existence denied, you'll die as you lived in a tomb
you will rot!

Rendered blind
Gagged and bound
Buried deep
Left to rot

Inferiror minds
Cultist fuel on a withered pyre
Delusional greed
Decrepit spawn of the leech
Humble eyes
Imprisoning a raging fire
Sacred amity
Euthanasia-fated creed

Higher life – Lord of flies!
Insolent behind your mask, are you willing to pay the price?
Your sacrifice will resound for aeons through others' demise
Disgust! Contempt! Despise!

Mortar in a mortal design
A vessel to fill with their ill doctrine
Thus you'll never see
The world for you will never be!

2. Above The Weak

Burial, stigmatic scar-diminished flesh
Like ashes now descending failing memories of pain
Corridors, unearthly tomb, disciples of the false
Crumbling halls, tearing down the filthy cloth

Scorned monestary of worms
Womb of enfamished ruck
Downward maelstrom born of sin
Bloodless heart and lifeless skin

The poison image
Depleted life
Distorted archaic design
Burning holes of qualm beneath
Below the ruins, above the weak

Unhallowed, perfected glory
Bled to death yet reborn unholy

The poison image
Depleted life
Burning holes of qualm beneath
Below the ruins, above the weak

Fetters crushed
Pariah – the role set up to mock

3. Beneath Dark Waves

In his house at R'Lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming

Fog rises from the blackest of depths
Filled with dreams of Leviathan's caves
and all that lies therein
Fragments spread throughout the world of man
So he will never forget what has been

The cliff's edge is the end of the earth
listen to the songs of the sea

Is it possible to climb to the top of the world,
can one's mind accept what dwells atop?
Remnants from a time since long lost
Consciousness manifested through abominations

Abominations of the abyss
Calling forth the holocaust

The rift in what we call reality will grow
until there's no more room for us, mankind

Hear the songs of the ancient gods
Lurkers in the dark
Invocations of the elders, Ia Cthulhu!

That which is not dead just sleeps
Dreaming in the depths
Sunken cities since long gone but not to be
Forever buried!

That is not dead which can eternal lie
Yet with strange aeons even death may die!

4. God Forbid

The serpent coils are shifting
black wearing pale
With crown of thorns for horns
The beast was tamed

Man's endless thirst for a new god
By earthly wealth was quenched

What conceit is it not to be unfaithful
to the fate of man.
How grand the deception when head
disobeys the mind.
False idols and iconry
sworn apostles of hypocrisy.
A lifeless tail to slither in the dirt
beneath a crooked cross.

Bury Eden, burn it to the ground
now behold the remains
Is the chain rendered useless without master
without head
God Forbid

Behold the righteous
Behold the tamed
Behold voracious
nature conceiled in a gilded cage

Thou shalt not steal or murder
In no other's name than mine
Honor now your holy father
And thy will be done

Bury Eden, burn it to the ground
now behold the remains
Is the chain rendered useless without master
without head
God Forbid

5. Cross After Cross

Righteous mask, putrid stench of decades past
This ancient stone shall crumble and fall
to ruin we were sentenced, to rule we are entailed
Biding our time in calm peace and blasphemy
Awoken from our anxious sleep with daggers to our necks
Dust now blown from shield and sheath, the hunt is on (is on)

Mercy none for the scum giving none to others
A vengeance swift and savage to even out the numbers
Bloodsea ridges invocations of the storm

The rightful kill is mother earth's for the taking
Today shall draw the line and let the rope run tight

Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes
String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime
Round by round, let the force of retribution sow
Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore

Depicted in your scrolls as a monument of evil
Dehumanizing faith to mold the human clay
And so you die with the promise of a sacred land
Yet in death's eyes we're all corpses all the same

In the absence of light
only darkness will thrive
and death shall prosper

Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes
String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime
Round by round, let the force of retribution sow
Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore

Hold you down as you gasp for air
Drive the cleaver further down
Bind those hands that clutch for light
Let the rope run...
Hold you down as you gasp for air
Drive the cleaver further down
Bind those hands that clutch for light
Let the rope run tight

Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes
String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime
Round by round, let the force of retribution sow
Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore

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