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Satanic Corpse

by Brutally Deceased

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1.
Cover yourself in sorrow Caressed by the words of grief Rejoice in perpetual misery The one that hurts and feeds Malicious empathy strikes Cultists gather Breathing with the sickened Dead and dying The art of dying Mastering - the art of dying Sharing with the world - the art of dying Donate and honour Their blessed deceased souls Out of your consciousness Flesh and blood will follow Malicious empathy strikes Cultists gather Breathing with the sickened Dead and dying The art of dying Mastering - the art of dying Sharing with the world - the art of dying
2.
Treacherous signs of the zodiac Calculating in vain For advanced methods this study calls I´ll chase the future Within your intestinal halls Visions of things to come Ideas new and fresh A working man´s cheap hobby Astrology of living flesh Profundity of guts The very lair of truth The black art of horrorscope A routine of bloodshed and gore Voices have spoken clearly Now one should pack up his tools of trade Clean up the smear with paper towels An intimate disclosure In the circle of thy bowels
3.
Blackened hands Choking me with a burning grip While charcoaled corpses of the conquered pile around No perspective ahead Still the pain rapidly intensifies Growing burden like a tumor Sucking out remnants of my life Parasitic breed once thrown among us To feast and prey on the weak Now feeding on me Dreaming in red I shall cast myself ablaze And left this mess behind Within the cycle of desperation I´ll drift away Perish in flames Thrown away from this hostile earth Burning I bleed Thus I feel no pain Leaving this hostile earth Away from this hostile earth Parasitic breed once thrown among us To feast and prey on the weak Now feeding on me Blackened hands Choking me with a burning grip While charcoaled corpses of the conquered pile around Dreaming in red I shall cast myself ablaze And left this mess behind Within the cycle of desperation I´ll drift away Perish in flames Thrown away from this hostile earth Burning I bleed Thus I feel no pain Leaving this hostile earth Away from this hostile earth
4.
Symbolic ritualisation Of an artificial life Where the void echoes the storm In singular patterns of time No life shall rise Where life suffers from absence of light The blinded ones shall lead the blind Repressive instruments free of content and form Shall oppress and then devour our soul World that breeds no life Callous and sterile Heritage of the cowards, graveyard of the bald Knowledge reproduced in whisper While screaming of the void resounds Shameful departure of a once graceful kind Where life suffers from absence of light The blinded ones shall lead the blind Repressive instruments free of content and form Shall oppress and then devour our soul By the gallows we stand With rope swinging around our neck That our eyes refuse to see Tightening the noose with idiotic smile Living a dismal dream Epoch of self-denial
5.
Followers of the serpent speech Once carved in stone, the ark of the covenant Ascending legions of holy crusaders The one and only righteous pigs demanding the throne By the dawn they shall see the opposition Burning power that will ever be Religious freaks disarmed and left alone At the gates of dismemberment Masters of moral, guardians of the dead Writhe with pain as their world crumbles down Cast into black turbulent chaos The throne ablaze lost forever By the dawn they shall see the opposition Burning power that will ever be Religious freaks disarmed and left alone At the gates of dismemberment Where the sun sets with a blood red trace in the sky How can you think of your comfort zone Fragile shelters of cowards cremated shall explode Where no gods dare
6.
With all the sores and wounds Who can judge and think clearly Through ashen eyes that see nothing But fear and desperation Touched by caustic hands that harm Pushed back and enslaved once again Time has come for ruthless cleansing Make up your mind and slaughter the swine All hail to ruthless cleansing Into their putrid wormholes We´ll sow their own poisonous seed From within their societies Process of decay shall seethe Time has come for ruthless cleansing Make up your mind and slaughter the swine All hail to ruthless cleansing Sentenced to live among the trash To inhale the winds of plague By rejection of this cursed destiny We shall regain the power to be again
7.
See them despise all their vacant graves A crusade of the sickest To preserve the weakest Already dead in so many ways A spit in the face of the human race Embalmed yet they should burn Now it´s our turn To end the survival too frail Life´s no longer a virtue Give it your farewell blessing Stop feeding the rot inside you A denial so sickening Forever devoid of purpose How come you´re not giving in A futile heartbeat – the first deadly sin Abandon all hope Soil becomes all the weak It´s time to seal your fate When in a casket, one feels stronger You´ll carry no longer A burden of the heaviest weight See them despise all their vacant graves A crusade of the sickest To preserve the weakest Already dead in so many ways A spit in the face of the human race Embalmed yet they should burn Now it´s their turn To vanish without a trace
8.
Nightmare gardens Filled with dread Places of the unrest The one I was dragged into Paint my shallow vision In the deepest black Mark my path with tombstones Towards the mournful end Here I dwell at one with the dead Banished from the grave Up on my feet but not to live again Stone cold Hollow empty soul With dead I walk With dead I breathe With dead I serve my time At one with the dead Honest life that I had led My former source of joy Turned sour in my experience Of an afterlife horror Corpses hanging from the trees Laughing at my grief Denied from eternal rest I´m gasping in disbelief Here I dwell at one with the dead Banished from the grave Up on my feet but not to live again Stone cold Hollow empty soul With dead I walk With dead I breathe With dead I serve my time At one with the dead
9.
Rise of denial, apathy strikes Even those once loyal to call Cries of the fallen keeping us down Lower than ever before Bury your dead and save your prayers They shall go unheard Blood showers down with fury Eternal darkness consuming us all Constant silence of our mythic gods As their effigies turn into ash Monuments of faith condemned to fall in shame No land shall remain the same Bringers of plague, like worms they shall spread Through pores of a rigid land Ubiquitous infection shall devour Every flesh and soul Shelters once solid and safe, fortresses of hope Lie demolished in ruins Millions of decrepit torsos collapsing About to hit the soil Constant silence of our mythic gods As their effigies turn into ash Monuments of faith condemned to fall in shame No land shall remain the same In darkness we live Embracing dark days to come In torment we shall strive

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The unholy conjuration of fiendish spirits accompanied by extensive alcohol abuse occurred at the infamous Davos Studio, Vyškov. Chanting of the restless souls was distorted, engineered, mixed and mastered by notorious Jindřich “Otyn” Tománek.

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released August 18, 2016

Michal Štěpánek † vocals
Tomáš Halama † guitars
Marek Štembera † guitars
Miroslav Ubias † bass
Zdeněk Štefánek † drums

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