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The Legion: "Revocation" – 2007

энциклопедия: The Legion

Состав группы:

  • Svartz – гитара, вокал
  • Kottelin – гитара
  • Dragutinovic – ударные, вокал
  • Martinsson – вокал, бас

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • Erik Dagstedt – вокал

The Legion: "Revocation" – 2007

Композиции:

  1. Grotesque Savior
  2. Virtue Of Sin
  3. Annihilation Chaos
  4. Horror Vacui
  5. Impious Gathering
  6. Bloodgate
  7. Deadlight Afterglow
  8. Carnal Harvest
  9. Nocturnal Apparition

Лирика

1. Grotesque Savior

Rise!
Bound to the ruins beneath the oceans. Wallowing in waters of ageless sin
Resurrected from the depths. Horizons burn with premonition
A beast of abomination rises. The era of grotesquery unfolds
I invoke the coming of times before time – the downfall of a species
In a new beginning only the true ancients are desirable
Man reduced to hunted prey, flesh for voracious serpent gods
Nameless beings lay siege to earth. A monumental abolishment
The seas whisper the strangest words in tongues since long forgotten
A cruel moon observes us and absorbs our fears
Mountains quiver, aflame is the sky Tides of doom are flooding the earth
from spaces afar, for aeons to come, a ruler ascends from the deep
Woe to you of heaven's tribe! New world chaos spreads its drape
Mouth of madness, opened wide. Worship with obedience!
A beast of abomination rises. The era of grotesquery unfolds

2. Virtue Of Sin

Breathe your wrath through me. Free your storm and let me see
Twine your tongue around my fervor. Open me. Fill these arid veins
Release my aching mortal chains. Cleanse my essence with your fire. Enter me
Virtue of sin. Pantheistic splendor. Preach of gracious death
Consuming shadow, faceless one. You shall bring me bliss
Praise the righteous way, feed the faithless with dismay
I shall judge and I shall sentence. Speak through me
Grant me your darkness to use as my tool when I hand out the truth to this world
Let me be part of your sinful salvation. Oh, holy disease! Reveal the unclean
Man's free will walks hand in hand with the desire to sin
Thus their deeds shall be the reason for my very existence
And in a river of blood I shall rise with the sword of damnation in hand
They all shall be touched by my fiery steel and all shall obey my command
Virtue of sin. Pantheistic splendor. Preach of gracious death
Consuming shadow, faceless one. You shall bring me bliss. Use my eyes to see
Witness what was meant to be: everlasting purgatory. Live in me

3. Annihilation Chaos

His face, a shadow in the ash cloud. The image of catastrophe and blight
This grin displays satisfaction as the counterpart to itself
Spirit of eradication summoned. Awakened by man's inquiring mind
Keys to annihilation chaos mastered and misapplied
Mother chaos! Set your demons free. Unleash the wrath of times,
tied in chains of denial. Evolutional wipeout, revelation death
Humans to ashes, humans to dust. His dreary aftermath cloaks the world in gray
The spear in the chest of humanity. His face, a shadow in the ash cloud
The image of catastrophe and blight. This grin displays satisfaction
as the counterpart to itself. A pale sun being witness to crimes divine
Silence reigns supreme, let there be... none. Nothing is forever and forever is endless
Endless nothingness, nothing less: the end

4. Horror Vacui

Can you scent the stench of graves? The dead fumes of his cevements
The predator winds behind – do they whisper to us all?
Eternal are the skies. As above, so within
Cold, dead, turbid eyes ghastly staring back at you
Now slowly leave behind the remnants of this earthly life
Let this be the gospel to extol your discorporation
Hell is but a pale reflection in the eyes of nothingness
The thin line dividing life and death – brutally distinct or mercilessly vague?
Fear the void! Wolves are gathered in the distance. See the massing of ravenous crows!
Turn back, mortal son! Blessed you will be to roam this carnal dungeon
in exalted slavery. Or proceed into the blackness far beyond the stars

5. Impious Gathering

Revel in bestial decadence to unmask the truth of the earth
Let us embrace the true nature of man and accomplish our ugly demise
Let us wipe down any human coming our way
and establish chaos in the holy creation forever
Let us set the earth aflame with our determination
to rise victorious above the ashen ruins
Let us celebrate the resurrection of the elder. Chasms to ancient horrors are opened wide
Let us tread upon those stiff, cold faces
and kiss the serpent's venomous gap
Let us storm the temples and raze them to the ground
to strangle the servants with eager hands
Let us then incinerate their corpses and get high on the fumes from their holy flesh
Revel in bestial decadence to unmask the truth of the earth
Let us embrace the true nature of man and accomplish our ugly demise

6. Bloodgate

I gaze into the mirror. A gateway to dimensions beyond
The unearthly presence around me, sharp as the flashing blade in my hand
The poison of life is set running. A trail of red on my pale damaged skin
Shredding and shedding the holy gift, I bless this site with the grace of my death
Nemo liber est, qui corpori servit, flying flesh and gushing gore
a terror inferno triggered at once. I witness the furious madness released
Exalted tormentor – believers reward
A hideous grin is the least thing I glimpse of myself

7. Deadlight Afterglow

I saw my body carry your inscription, the sign of thousands to come
A trail of charring fire. Fevers boil my blood
My eyes looked back upon me, pale dim lights down the depths
Echoes through my wastelands of slowly fading perception
A dark serenity descends. My urging soul, soon released
Process of purity, achieved. Now I am rid of the flesh
Memories of my pagan past: a plunge into the unknown
Like distorting splinters of life in death's embrace.
This fleshbound circle, resolved. Eternal spirit, redeemed
A steaming breath of the one without no name
...who keeps the keys to the gates of death
Laid to rest underneath oaken aeons.
Prophetic ornaments conclude my journey's end
Lifetimes passing by as autumn leaves to the ground
A silhouette emerges in the mist. The messenger of my deliverance
His mouth – a thousand obsequies to devour
His eyes – a million sparks of life to deny

8. Carnal Harvest

Kneel before the terror incarnate!
Invisibly to the eyes of ours, crowned with goat horns, majestic
Wielding apocalypses to come
The piles of dead grow taller and taller under a sickening sky white with light
The urging lust for human executions increases steadily with every kill
Faith choked deep within the chambers of the evil in man
Destined to be devoured by the sea of dust. To be swept off from the face of the earth
The rabid eye controls the mind and body. Industrial man purge, carnal harvest
Die like human cattle in the chambers of the evils in man
Madness having man in a fierce grip. Continents war torn and ridden with plague
The piles of dead grow taller and taller under a sickening sky white with light
Kneel before the terror incarnate!
Invisibly to the eyes of ours, crowned in goat horns, majestic
Wielding apocalypses to come

9. Nocturnal Apparition

Ghoulish, bleak depression planted in my thoughts. Flows like tidal waters
Fills my deepest recess. A circle of stones marks the site. I enter to eternity
How precious to me now, this merryful emptiness Grant me your salvation!
Swallow my soul! I dwell within the wind, to memories reduced
A distant whisper in the rain, but I will forever remain. The darkness I have bred:
in all-consuming entity. The depths I hold within, you would never fathom
A palpable presence greets me now. Air of night, ethereal...
Faltering under this burden: the specter of human emotions
Bliss to some, curse to others, I am damned forever. Hours and hours in anguish
Years of sad delusion. Soon but a dread apparition at nights of black illusions
Faltering under this burden;: the specter of human emotions
Bliss to some, curse to others. I am damned forever. Ghoulish, bleak oppression
planted in my thoughts, flows like tidal waters. Fills me with deepest recess

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