1. Prelude To The Oracle

A black cloud covers the night
I hear not a sound, I see not a light
Bodies on bodies, (so cold with) their empty eyes
left unburied, waiting to be burned.

Fire on the filthy death is the only light that I can see, no sign of life
just the smell of death, no sign of breath, the line of the dead.

Death after death
Impending demise
Fire after fire
Unwelcome demise
Death after death
Millions of bodies lie
Fire after fire
With hopeless cries.

Invisible shadows everywhere
Raping and reaping the souls of millions
Millions of demises and hopeless cries.

(With) their sharpened scythes, another dies.
The filth once alive, left and shunned, cold and silent
Hunted and preyed, to the dark we'll all be sent.

Burn the funeral fire high
Burn it higher to the sky
Burn the funeral fire, burn it up higher, as bright as the sun for which we yearn
Burn the funeral fire burn!
Burn it higher till (their) return!
Burn the funeral fire, burn it up higher
But I know that I will wait for my turn
Why should I?

A Black cloud covers the night
I hear not a sound or see not a light
Bodies on bodies, (so cold with) their empty eyes
Left unburied, waiting to be burned
No more place to bury the sorrow
In our sight (only) the fear to follow
For us, the cursed, in this hell, there'll be no tomorrow

2. L'art De Mourir

When death is tamed
Hell dominates
When sanity fails
Fear prevails,
The scenes from hell!

The (black) tears shed on the wise men's tomb
In the night of gloom, the blood flowers bloom
I'm ready to return to the liar's womb
I'm ready to return to the liar's womb.

No prayers will be heard in this hell
Impending doom which I can smell
Unbreakable curse, something worse
Worse than death that lies beneath.

Nothing can ever be done to stop this madness
When we all face a fate filled with sadness
Life as a slave or death as a slave
In the world in a grave, they're the same
I've come so far away, so far away from bliss
(I've) turned into evil or was I just born like this?
As I see
As I hear
As I feel the night
The fire to cleanse the fears unseen
Shatters my hope to be
(From) stain of death
Chain of death
Deliver us tonight
The fire to cleanse the sinless lives
Defeats my will to live.

They will take us one by one
No mercy given, the end's begun
Till the moment (I) meet my doom
Till the moment death consumes.

A sleep of patience (in the) smell of death
A sleep of silence (in the) smell of blood
Life is dark, so is death
Life as a slave, a slave of death.

Forget your name or fame, it means nothing at all here
Look into the coffin and you'll face the things you fear
Face us, fear us, remember us, then praise us
Soon you'll belong to us.

We all live in hell on this earth or is it something even worse
Death after death, (against the) holy verse
Is it God's wrath or witch's curse
The prayer is the only way to soothe our endless blackened fear
The world becomes our nightmare and the world becomes our own fear,

Die! Die! Die!
The end comes so quick
Die! Die! Die!
This ain't magic or a trick
Die! Die! Die!
There's no hope to return
Die! Die! Die!
As the black flame burns!

When death is tamed
When hell dominates
I'll seek my way to die
And you'll do the same
When the sanity fails
When fears prevail
I'll dig my own grave
My grave!

3. The Soul Grave

Standing brave, feeling proud even if enslaved
When my anger and rage burns, I won't be saved.

This land of sins, forgotten in pain, may this be thy grave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood
Then blood starts to rain on this land of greed.

When I finally close my eyes
I will see the truth
When I finally speak the truth, the wisdom shall be born.

The reign of terror covers this land then all shall be my slave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood
Then blood starts to rain as you bleed.

Can you feel my regret in pain
When the truth is denied, only the greed shall remain.

The soul grave
The cold grave
The soul grave
The soul slave.
In the soul grave
I shan't be saved
In the soul grave
I am a soul slave!

I will die not to die
I will live not to live
A life lives in death
When a life dies in death
Seek your way
Your way to die
Choose your way, your way to die
I will die not to die
I will live not to live
I'm a sayer of the prayer
I'm the prayer of the cursed
I'm the prayer to die first.

Pain to gain, forever insane
If darkness ever comes
Praise the dark, the dark in vein
Follow the blind, (the wisdom) you'll find.

This land of sins forgotten in pain belongs to none but the brave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood
Then blood starts to rain, your fate you await!
The skies are dark, as dark as death (that's) seeking its revenge
Obedience in misery, never again
Dawn of a victory.

Stranded and lose without any hope on the road to hell I'll pave
The skies are a red that is redder than blood
Then blood starts to rain on the land I (did) create!

4. The Red Funeral

The skies are red, so are the dead
Annihilation by incineration
Fiery hell, the midnight funeral held
As the black smokes reach the sky.
They shouted out
I heard But I had to cover my ears
Though my ears are already deafened by fears
I still had to cover my ears.

They want it all, they'll take it all
From the victim of reality
Born cursed, raised in lies
Though I'll die with bestiality
They call it a sin, they call (it) a crime
Even the stain of blood
Fear the reaper, curse the deceivers with a spell
See the cauldron in hell.

Do you believe what I tell you?
All my blood now swallowed in fire
See my torment in my eyes that are dead
See my torment in my lies, (oh) so bale!
Do you believe what I tell you?
In the soulles grave where nobody sleeps
I fear the reaper
I curse the deceivers
But where is the curse?
Feel the fear's birth.

Do you think I'm the only one to be lost; On the path they paved with the past?
Do you think I'm the only one to know; The truth, few, or none has ever seen?
Do you think I'm the only one to go; On the path they paved with their prey?
Do you think I'm the only one, Do you think I'm the only one?

Die blind, death behind you will die
In the scorching nightmare, the smoke fills the air
A funeral in red, black are the dead
Die blind, death behind you will die
The fire storms everywhere
The fear spreads to hell we're led.

Under their crooked claws
Comes death, so cold and clean
The ring-giver is now a bringer of disaster
A bringer of misery, a bringer of misfortune.

They preyed my blood
It's black and bleak
It's the blood of (the) beast born just to feed
I prey my heart to play my part
I know it's just a fairytale untold in pain
To breed the sheep and destroy the seeds
The seeds that I sow I'll have to reap myself
Forced to bleed to feed their greed
This is a mass funeral in red!

Vice on virtue
Victory on vanity
Fire is so cold though my blood is boiling in my veins
Vice on virtue
Victory on vanity
Answer me now
I will laugh in pain.

5. The Summer Funeral

Silence enshrouds the remembrance that is feasting on my endless pain
My pain the scorching sun has raised from the depth of my withered heart.

Is it an illusion made up by my mind
(Or should) I face the fact that the past is alive
This must be an illusion made up by my mind, I'm blind.
Death that once belonged to the dream is now alive and haunts me
A wound carved in me which time won't heal
I know I will never be relieved.
The memory I had to conceal inside
Tragedy that once belonged to the past now wakes up
The memory I had to conceal inside now revealed.

A life my innocence had to prey
Lost and forgotten in a frozen memory
I'm guilty because I'm alive
I'm alive, I'm alive
An innocence my malice had to prey
Lost and forgotten in a frozen memory
Am I guilty?
Am I to be judged?

I'm the one
Yes, I am, Yes, I am, Yes, I am
I'm the one to be damned forever

Help me dream i this silence forever
Though my soul is not to be saved, never ever, nor are theirs
Help me dream in the heat of the sun forever
Though my soul will never be saved, never
Oh my lord, may my curse damn them to hell
Forever to burn into the flame I once fell
Just let them know of the price to pay
Forever to rot in the seas of decay
Their intention was evil but mine was not
O God do you hear me or was it your will
I am so evil but who is not
God is so evil if it was his will.

When sanity died, the malice was born
A life to be saved and a life that was saved.
My sin which I should have known
My sin which I thought I had buried
Buried in the past forgotten, forever.

6. Musica In Tempora Belli

The beast lies within their eyes
They feast upon their sweet lies
The shrieks unheard to be heard by the dead
They once fed, they once bred
Their ears are deafened, their eyes are blinded
They have no tongues to speak their truth
The words are buried in the smoke of fires
The curse is sung by the dead men's choir.

I am not the one who seeks for the truth that's buried in heaven
I am not the one who fears the tribulations in hell, the one who seeks for the vengeance to be slowly done
I am not the one who waits for (the) curse which I know falls on none.

They burned my flesh,
They burned my soul,
They burned my shadow,
They burned my blood,
They burned my love,
They burned my hate,
They burned my pleasure,
They burned my pain.

The fire burns the eyes to see I've got
The fate confined in the burning tombs
No flowers to bloom in the ashes on which I lie
Unleashed up us unwanted doom
Death begins to show its shadow
Shriek shot through my shivering womb
My blood-shod grave, so shabby and shallow
A hoof on the devil is proof of evil.

The fire burns the tongue to speak
For the truth in ashes I have to seek
Screamer, redeemer or is it silence
Like a spear to my ears
I'm falling from the throne blind
I'm crawling through the stain of blood
I'll be slain, insane, in vain.
As I was, As I was, As I was burned in hell
I've seen it, I've seen it, I've seen it
Yes, Hell does exist.

The fangs to be sharpened seek another prey
Blood to be shed brings death to be done
Life is denied when our dawn draws so nigh
I'll be chained to the stain of blood
King of slaughter
Sins to be scattered, crucified upon the burning throne, the unwelcome spawn is
To be stoned but never to be moaned.

I am not the one who waits for the tragedy that I'll be given
I am not the one who yearns for death to be forgiven
I am not the one who sacrificed my own (sacred) flesh
I am not the one who sacrifices my own (filthy) blood,
Denial or betrayal
The warning came but it was too late
The angels bleed to sate their greed
Yes Demon's greed, and never to be freed
Denial or betrayal
The angels bleed to feed the evil
Only to be preyed upon their seed, I plead!

I am not the devil though my way might not be right
I am not the devil even if my hands are filled with blood
Oh God do you kill us for your own fun?
Like a stain of what has been done.

7. Vanitas

I am waiting for my time to come;

The truth I did not want to know
To the place (anyway) I had to go
Incineration will begin
(The) golden ages now are gone.
Blame my weakness
Mind in bleakness
Blame my meekness
Then burn my sins
Death to follow
It's the end to hallow
(Why) you need the sorrow when it's (so) equal.

I see no reason but (I know) I am a slave
I'm on a leash in the reaper's hand
I see no reason but (I know) I am a slave
A helpless slave of the time's asands
I've been waiting for my desire since I found my empty truth
I've been waiting for my prayer since I found my empty truth.
I need to freeze my sorrow so that I can please my holy death
I need to seek my sorrow so that I can lead my final breath
O the great one, (there's) no need to be afraid of you
O the great one, in the end I'll be your bloom.

Please give me your freedom then (I'll) give you my eternal pain
The torture without agony is blessed through my black veins
What should I learn in this hell in which I was forced to be born
Why should I be burned I'm still alive though poisoned by the thorns.
Come with us
Come take our hands
Come with us
Come while you can
Come with us
Come take our hands
Come with us
The race I ran.

I'm dreaming
(It) seems like I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming in this dream
Did you realize
There is no gleam in my eyes
Now (the) scream denied
I'm dreaming, (It) seems like I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming in this dream
In my old dreams I was told so, I know my time will come.
Can you save my light?
Can you save my lies?
Or should I say good-bye before I kill my cries
Can you save my light
Can you save my lies?
Or should I say good-bye (to them) and close my eyes.
Like a beauty of a withering flower
Like a candle that is burning out
Like a farce in a midnight nightmare
Like a dying light (still) burning bright.

It's just a dream that nobody asks for
That will go away while I'm asleep
So I'll wait till the day my bride comes
It's just a dream buried in the sands
None shall remember in the end
So I'll wait till the day my bride comes
I am your fear I'm stalking inside
I am your nightmare to come from behind
I am your despair to take them all away
I am your torment, I am your sorrow.

I am your darkness to kill all your lights
I am your hatred burning inside
I am your cold grave to bury you alive, I am your denial, I am your betrayal.
I am your messenger, I am your filth, I am your funeral, I am your malice.
I am your shadow, I am your regret, I am your sorrow, I am your lies.

My dirty missions are holy though my soul is filled with purified filth
My dirty crimes are holy though my flesh is filled with (an) innocent guilt
The end had started when I found out (the) final crime was done
The end of my time is the end of my crime
The end of lies, the end denied.
(The) call of the bride from the long lost black tide
The bride in despair, lost so long
Fall of the pride to the void I shall hide
Now I hear the executioner's song.

I wait for my turn
They'll burn my soul
I wait for my turn, my turn,
I wait for my turn,
They'll burn my soul
I wait for my turn,
It scares me so.

Burn as a dreamer then killed as a redeemer
Trapped in the illusion filled with deceivers
Cursed by redemption then saved by deception
Trapped in the illusion filled with dissensions
Bury me now in the cold grave
Bury me now like a tamed slave
Bury me now, bury me deep
I am waiting for my time to come,

Vulnerant omnes, ultima necat.

8. Scenes From Hell

Live on the hunted lives
Hunted lives forgotten and untold
No reason why, no need to cry
(It's) in my blood and (it's) in your blood
Poison in my vein
I'm striving in vain
Torture, killing, fear and pain
(It's) in my blood and (It's) in your blood.

A life to be sold becomes a death to be sold
For the ones to hold the bloody holy grail
When the supreme fear prevails
Our false messiah fails
We all will face the fate that is force-fed
We dine on death
Then we feast on famine
We live on lies, In the blood to which we bow
Death we devour
Corpses we consume
We wait on our blood
To our blood we all bow.

The beast within never dies
(The) scenes from hell we sell
Sins we sell, the scenes from hell
Our tears to be shed
And the punishment we all are fed
Sins we sell, the scenes from hell
It'll never go away
(The) scenes from hell we sell
Sins we sell, the scens from hell
Our fears we're fed
To the trap we all are led
Sins we sell, the scenes from hell
(Even) your death is their bait
Facing the fate, facing their hate
You can't refuse it, you can't choose it
When our God is there to abuse it,

Burning is my tongue, Burning is my tomb,
Burning are my eyes, Burning are my dreams,

The hunted humanity, a savage in sanity
It's written in my story, the blood-covered glory
I am proud of, I'll never let them rest in peace
It's a peace in my pain
It's the greed in my vein
To feed my pain
My pain is my stain,

See the scenes from hell we sell