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Periodeater
04:38
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Tales of the conflicts of the past
echoing into the present at last
whispers to your self before the firefight
will bring no peace to the blood at night
haunted by the terror they aim to bring
into their homes will our bullets sing
the screams in the portals we opened
cried for their blood
now as in the songs they sang,
we have come to do as we must
they smashed our altars,
killed our gods
but the pendulum swings
and for us a new dawn
your kings, fed to the void
your empires will crumble
in the face of our masses,
your armies too, will be humbled
the virulent revenge of our mother
the crushing march of the "other"
beneath the treads of what's to come
unmake their world
and plant a seed for our own
so it is written, and so it must be done
as in the time, of the ancient ones.
Nature demands her due.
No longer will the efforts of the many
engorge only the few
Let their pews be hacked up for fuel,
pyres to the dark womb of the void.
as we lap up the red waters of victory
fate plunges its quill in the inkwell of history
so the scarlet words will fill the pages,
of the tomes that will tell of the struggle for the ages.
Those yet to come will curse those that did nothing
their offspring to be fed to the sun
the few that escape us,
will be riddled with plagues by its rays
as the sun crushes our enemies when they leave our world
so will night protect us, as we reclaim what is ours
so what more can be said, for the tales of the dead
their words long ago forgotten, but some still know
the memory returns when we look to the past
to remember whats been done,
and what must come to pass.
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the Old Ones, from before
speak a tongue, no longer known
The New Gods took it,
so their hearths, they could grow
Echoing in the aethyr
countless tales, lost to the unknown
Our libraries filled,
the pyres of their dead God
But Now the time has come,
In the silence, they only whisper to some
If you listen you can hear them,
As the mind removes the veil
and their screaming whispers
become the voice in side
When the lights in the sky,
align with the stones on the earth,
in the land of forgotten tongues
Though the warriors have gone
the war still rages on
in the souls of those that lived
through the terror
a conflict that echoes endlessly
reinforcing the torment of the species
Battles waged between those that would take
and from who it is taken!
so grind the wheels of time,
it matters not if we live or die
in the lands
of forgotten
tongues
Measures of men, they come and go,
time counts lines in mortal's souls
men the fields they cleared
in the land of forgotten tongues
The new gods that came,
they too had been conquered
driven from the strangelands
never to find what they'd lost
for their ancestors also dwell
in the lands cut off from our world
by the dead god's destruction
In the land of forgotten tongues!
Look now to the hoarders of wealth
Societal tumor erupting
you will see the oxen that
drive this calamity forward
barbarians pickled in their finery
lance the boil, sacrifice the bull
let the blood come pouring forth
in the land of forgotten tongues
Now we all grope for what's been lost
as their world eclipses ours
turning the day to night
in the land of of forgotten tongues
When the lights in the sky,
return to their stones on the earth
In the land of forgotten Tongues
The old ones that will come
are the lights in the sky
they will return to the earth
to destroy the dead god's of man
raining their cleansing fire
just as it was written
in the tomes long forgotten
and burned by THEM
Do you hear them coming?
If you did, would you join them or flee?
The ones that are coming, speak a tongue
you will soon come to know
their many colored faces, painted
the way the old ones did
open the doors to the strangelands
just as the whispers commanded
now the tendrils of the past
will destroy or open your mind
in the land of forgotten tongues
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Armado
04:27
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On the ground now, fighting
towards the distant triumph
advance now, the black flags
and the red banners in unity
Inevitably, towards that day,
when we will see those beyond
they who will unite
the throngs of the forgotten
the songs they will sing of
of the struggle towards
our GLORY
hail the shadows
that will be cast
on the martyrs in our stories
as the light of a red dawn
now bathes those in the trenches
the bellows of the forge of a world yet to come!
TO conquer our enemies
in the battle for the future
summon a billion voices
from beneath the boot of the tyrants
united by a beckoning from the ancient depths
to take up arms against their oppressors
call forth now the masses dismantle the fasces
and take the axes to their throats!
let their blood flow,
dechristening our temples
Let their heads roll,
as in the days of old
down the pyramids
built from their
temples
Open the portals
No mere mortals can close
under the feet of the unwilling
light the pyres of revenge
Force open their eyes
to what they refuse to know
and if they look away
feed them to the waters of time
and if they look away
feed them to
the waters of time
At the mouth of the cave
where occurred the visions to take up arms
There is maintained
the fire stolen, from the gods
bask in the warmth of it's memory
enforce our grip on the oppressor's throats
close your fist on the larynx of the liars
melt down their heavenly throne
No battles are won
without a toll paid in blood
a Doom approaches
beyond what mortals can fathom
the bloodshed to avert it,
a mercy in comparison
those who's offspring will inherit it
will be cursed by their children
So let their heads roll,
as in the days of old
down the pyramids
built from their temples
open the portals no mere mortals can close
under the feet of the unwilling
light the fires of revenge
force open their eyes
to what they refuse to know
and if they look away
feed them to the waters of time
at the mouth of the cave,
where occurred the visions to take up arms
no battles are won,
without the toll paid in blood
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Crush Them
03:32
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Crush them
if they stand in your way
Crush them
between the legs of the Goddess
Crush them
with the weight of the blood they spilled
Crush them
with the macuahuitl
Crush them
with a stone mace
Crush them
to turn the tide
Crush them
With our ancestors' face
There are those, that the Blood Gods demand must be fed to the blade
aside from them all of those that resist, must be Crushed
There are those, that the Blood Gods demand must be fed, to the blade
aside from them, all of those that resist, must be Crushed
and fed to the Maw of Time
when in doubt
Crush them
those that mock our size
Crush Them
if they delay our Prize
Crush them
beneath our hooves and between our claws we will crush them
with the Old Ones and Those Yet to Come
we will Crush Them
when the one finds unity with the all
we will Crush Them
like the Void where light goes to die
we will Crush Them
with blood red flag in mortal's hands
Crush Them
with no excuse for the terror
we will Crush them
when our time comes
we will CRUSH THEM
There are those, that the Blood Gods demand must be fed to the blade
aside from them all of those that resist, must be Crushed
and FED TO THE MAW OF TIME
There are those, that the Blood Gods demand must be fed, to the blade
aside from them, all of those that resist, must be Crushed
and FED TO THE MAW OF TIME
with the Old Ones and Those Yet to Come
we will Crush Them
when the one finds unity with the all
we will Crush Them
like the Void where light goes to die
we will Crush Them
with blood red flag in mortal's hands
Crush Them
with no excuse for the terror
we will Crush them
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