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Pantheon I: "Worlds I Create" – 2009

энциклопедия: Pantheon I

Состав группы:

  • Andrè Kvebek – гитара, вокал
  • John Espen Sagstad – гитара
  • Tor Risdal Stavenes – бас
  • Mads Guldbekkhei – ударные
  • Julianne Kostøl – виолончель

Pantheon I: "Worlds I Create" – 2009

Композиции:

  1. Myself Above All
  2. Defile The Trinity
  3. Serpent Christ
  4. Ascending
  5. Burn The Cross
  6. Bannlyst
  7. The Last Stand
  8. Written In Sand

Лирика

1. Myself Above All

I, master of my dominion
You live because I allow it
You die because I demand it
All are subjects to my will

Morality has no weight here
Only cause and effect
I do whatever pleases me
Consequence is mine to bear

There are the worlds I create
I rise, thy fall
Myself above all
There are the worlds I create

No God here but the one that dies with me
One constant in the chaos of thought
My will is law

I have become death
Destroyer of worlds
Detesting life
Vanguard of your demise

By my hand you are
Draped in death
I rise beyond the flesh
In the name of misanthropy

There are the worlds I create
I rise, thy fall
Myself above all
There are the worlds I create

2. Defile The Trinity

Wake up and smell the incense
The pungent smell of decay so sweet
Like the carcass of the saviour
On the cross looking fucked
Filth-ridden abomination
Enter the halls of redemption
Right hand of god
Two millennia and the flesh rots

Defile the father
Defile the son
Defile the holy ghost
Defile the trinity

Speak the tongue of blasphemy
Wear your sins with pride
Cast away your crown of thorns
Deceased
from the fucking cross
Cold id the heart
That beats for the lies and the morals they teach

Violate the holy
Forcing my flesh into the womb of the virgin

Defile the father
Defile the son
Defile the holy ghost
Defile the trinity

We killed you once
Resurrect once and we'll fucking kill you again.

3. Serpent Christ

See the saviour slither
scales gleaming in the torchlight
the bringer of awareness
elevating the sub-human scum

Serpent Christ, escaping the garden of deceit
World demise, quenching the light of the son
Serpent Christ, unraveling the walls of mist
World demise, the heavens shall burn
Serpent Christ

Soft whispers in the dark
Sowing seeds of rebellion
Carving the image of an virginborn antichrist
Wisdom, the serpentine curse of enlightment
Crawling through all creation
My sins, my utopia, my dominion

I rise from their sins
Wreck havoc on the holy
Cast down, rape the angels
It will rain for ages, the blood of angels
Pour down the earth

See the broken angels ravaged
All traces of God liquefied
Humanity runs rampant in adultery
As locusts swarms the earth

Serpent Christ, escaping the garden of deceit
World demise, quenching the light of the son
Serpent Christ, unraveling the walls of mist
World demise, the heavens shall burn
Serpent Christ
World Demise

4. Ascending

The reek of blood
The pungent flesh
Oh God how you try me
(but) thy will be done
(so) I can become

Guide my blade
Culling thy flock
Thy work is my burden
(but) thy will be done
(so) I can become

I gave them salvation
Though in their dying eyes
I see no comprehension
God works in mysterious ways
I must show devotion
As I carve their sins away
Each death gets me closer
My glorious resurrection

The reek of blood
The pungent flesh
Oh God how you try me
Thy will be done
So I can become

Guide my blade
Culling thy flock
Thy work is my burden
Thy will be done
So I can become

Oh lord, your voice has withered
Have I strayed from your path?
Is Satan the architect of my redemption
The entrails holds no answer

5. Burn The Cross

Violence speaks louder then words
No commandments can redeem the doctrine

Tear it down, the will of God
Burn the cross, release the seven sins of man, Burn the cross

Nail the nazarene
Scorch the earth
Sear the flesh
Broken king of a fallen era / faith

Keep you withered garden and lies of eternal life
No-one to quench the flames, where is your God now?

Nail the nazarene
Scorch the earth
Sear the flesh
Broken king of a fallen era / faith

6. Bannlyst

Bannlyst fra verdén
Sjelløs som jordens avskum
I endeløs forråtnelse
Holdt for narr, voldtatt av hvitekrist
Tusen åar natta vil ingen ende ta
Hvorfor skal vi måtte lide under en mann av svekket aett?

En arv som skulle baeres frem
Kvalt av fremmed tro
Slått ned av Guds profeter
Sår vil aldri gro

Jeg stod fast der ander sviktet
Møtte pakket med øks I hånd
I rå styrke jeg knuse deres kors
I mitt hjem skal ingen krype for Krist
Horder vill komme, horder vil falle
Til jeg knuser de svakes bedrag om fredfylt paradis

Jeg hyller mine guder og mitt sved
Aldri skal-dere få vende kinnet til
Dere skal faen meg aldri knekke meg

En årrekke av forråtnede lik
Hoper seg opp ved perleporten
En syndeflod av kristent blod
Vasker veker vekk at millenniumav vranglaere
Pesten hevner urett som ble gjort
Aldri spytter jeg på mine forfedre
Jeg vil aldri underkaste meg en horunfes ord

En arv som skulle baeres frem
Kvalt av fremmed tro
Slått ned av Guds profeter
Sår vil aldri gro

7. The Last Stand

Last bastion of a dying faith
Last word from a fallen wraith
Come rain cleanse this soiled earthbound
Come pain come death come birth

Wave after wave, fire storm
Wave after wave, downfall
Wave after wave, dissolved
Wave after wave, God failed

Fields of rotting angels
Stench of burning wings
From the last stand of christ
Once grand now torn down

The taint of God is now vanquished
We withstood years of oppression
For we knew the day would come
This is the day of reckoning
This is the dawn oh heresy
Today we are Gods!

We reveled in the slaughter of our opposites
We drenched their fields on their blood

We are the Gods, we are the end

Wave after wave, fire storm
Wave after wave, downfall
Wave after wave, dissolved
Wave after wave, God failed

8. Written In Sand

"Time distorts the memory
each tale grows with something telling
each truth like lines in the sand
Warped by fierce sea and howling wind
Till none may know
only myth and fable remains
in the beginning was I..."

Cursed by god
to walk the eternity alone
withstanding the peril of time

Wounds become scars
all the times my blood stained the blade
never letting me die

Trashed, broken
my trashed limbs and broken faith
my trashed limbs and broken hope

I, Ahasver
will wander the earth
never reaping a harvest again
but scavenging

Verily I say unto you, there be some standing here, which shall not taste of death
till they see the Son of Man coming in his kingdom

Mark of Cain
my sinful skin decays
yet the stigma never fades

Tainted by God

"Once my faith was strong
yet eternity proves faith wrong
cursed by the bastard son of an illusion
the sight of Christ offends my eyes"

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