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My Creature
05:29
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The Ages Of Hatred
04:43
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I hate / I hate the detestable
I hate / the sinner and the reverend
I am the minister / the minister of ancient cults
I’m the executioner / I only behead innocents
Hatred will rise / Is the legacy of our ancestors a lie?
Hatred will rule / Even the purest is basically cruel
Back to the ages of hate. Back to the ages of hate
Living in sin / Hatred will win.
I hate / I hate the desirable
I hate / the saints and the nomad whores
I am the torturer / I drink the tears of my guests
Grudge is the lifeblood / for those who pray there's no rest
Hatred will rise / Is the legacy of our ancestors a lie?
Hatred will rule / Even the purest is basically cruel
Back to the ages of hate. Back to the ages of hate
Living in sin / Hatred will win.
Back to the ages of hate. Back to the ages of hate
Living in sin / Hatred will win.
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1348 Anno Domini
04:05
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Air is mephitic / water has the taste of decaying
Carcasses increase / graves are no longer enough
Deserted streets / it’s all disappeared
Windows are shuttered / marks on the doors
A patch on the skin / a sore on the tongue
All is ineffective against the Black Death
I lead thirteen legions of big filthy rats / bringing my gift
The gravest disaster I celebrate
Confessions and prayers / they shall not save you from me
Unguents and fire / they shall not break the course
I know that your Savior won’t heal anyone
He has forsaken these tormented lands
Confessors renounced their magisterium
All is ineffective against the Black Death
I lead thirteen legions of big filthy rats / bringing my gift
The gravest disaster I celebrate
I spread the plague along the streets / day by day my army grows
I exterminate the human races / with a wave of a hand
I torment all the sons of God / with false promises I won
I spread the plague inside the shrines
Thenceforth you shall adore the Black Death
I lead thirteen legions of big filthy rats / bringing my gift
The gravest disaster I celebrate
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Last mortification / forced to look at the floor closely
Last humiliation / thy face in the mud and the slaves are laughing
Last mortification / down on the knees and chains to the ankles
Last humiliation / no more adoration, no more devotion.
Last mortification / how it feels to be in the darkest dungeon?
Last humiliation / haul down your flag and hoist the black one.
From Empyrean to dust
From Empyrean to rags
You must abdicate your throne
You are the master of no one
Last mortification / bearing the taunts and the scorn from Belial
Last humiliation / thy kingdom is emptiness and immaterial
Last mortification / nothing in the world can avoid your defeat
Last provocation / Asmodeus will rise and usurp your seat.
From Empyrean to dust
From Empyrean to rags
You must abdicate your throne
You are the master of no one
Nothing in the world can avoid your defeat
Asmodeus will rise and usurp your seat.
Welcome to earth, the place of endless suffering, you should know it, you created it ...
Now, after centuries, you finally know what it really means to be simply a man.
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Harkane Venice, Italy
It all started in the fourteenth year of the twenty-first century, in a land that was once the domain of the Serenissima Republic of Venice, a land that has always been a crossroads of exotic cultures from all over the known world. It all started from the need to tell those stories through the language of music. ... more
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