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Black Goat Of The Woods
05:03
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Whispers are carried by the wind, through the trees
Secrets buried in time
Dead hands gripping
Dead eyes watching
We walk through the flames
Across eternity
Give them fear
Grant me the all lasting power
Worship hate
By the new moon, the sabbath
Before the fire the dance macabre
Foresee the future on the entrails of innocence
Stand before the abyss and let go into infinity
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2. |
Moon Structures
01:22
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Cultus Mortuorum
08:02
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Clawing their way, out of their graves,
Open the caskets, rise from the tomb
Free from the realm of darkness and decay
Below
Dragging themselves, through the debris
Across the graveyard, into the fields
The stench of death of the putrid fumes
Of old
Death is not the end, but a doorway to new life
The cult of the dead, risen again
Raiding the village, attacking the living
To ease the pain of death with the flesh
And blood
When the curse is broken by the salt of the earth
All will cease to suffer
Setting them free, to return to their resting place
Beneath the rain,
Becoming dust to the wind
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Doppelgänger
04:01
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Put on your mask, your fake smile, say what everyone wants to hear
No personality at all, you are a clone, your existence is null and in fear
You are weak, hollow and arrogant, nothing but an excuse of a being
Mimic the others, a narrow minded disgusting piece of shit
Empty, living in a lie
Empty, always in disguise
Mutating
Imitating
Shapeshifting
into someone else
Doppelgänger
I know what you are, you are a parasite, feeding with your tongue of disease
Spreading your lies, placing the worm of disaray inside our ears
Speak words of poison, perpetuate deceit, Manipulating cancer and envy
Generate hate, fights, you get off always misleading
Your reptilian ways will come to an end
When you end up sad and alone
I feel sorry for you, you don’t know what to do, no one can stand you anymore
Everyone knows, everyone laughs
how lame you have become
Nothing you say, can ever regain
The respect that once you had
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5. |
The House Of Silence
09:06
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A long long time ago
This place of angry souls
Was cleansed many times and closed down for good
Now that time passed by
In the blackness of the night
They've been lost and alone
But found their way back home
In the dead of night
A shivering cold
And it begins again
Around 3 am
The banging on every wall
Slamming doors shut
Hateful parasite
Foul stench, arcane inhuman beings
Fear
Sorrow
Anguish
Pain
Fear
Sorrow
Anguish
Hate
Welcome to the house of silence
The house of death
In the dead of night
Every single night
Whispers turn to screams
Eerie activity
Time seems to stand still
Madness takes the soul
I feel their angry eyes follow
Helplessness gives way to rage
As I cloak myself with the never ending darkness
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6. |
Phoenix Rising
05:33
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I am the nitro thunder demon
Living inside the engine's roar
Ignite the fire deep inside me
The phantom never dies
Resurrection by the asphalt
The stench of death is in the air
Top speed is taking all control
I'm cold as the road
I see through the night
Once again I rise
Pedal to the metal
Burning higher and higher
Feeling so much faster
I am phoenix rising
Feel the grip of the wheel
The fuel is thunder, blood, fire and steel
Closer and closer to the end
Get ready for eternity
I am awake once again
Bow down to no one
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7. |
They Return
03:08
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Millions of tombstones, waiting by the moonlight
Passing through the gates the necromancer arrives
From the grave...they return
With the inscribed gold ring at hand the conjuring begins
The horserider will return naming the eternal six
Brimer, Suburith, Tranauit, Lyroth, Beryen, Damayn
Infecting the living, resurrecting the dead
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8. |
This Broken Door
04:20
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Mourning comes again
and all the memories remain
In this empty room alone
When we meet again, from the start until the end, I'll see you again coming home
When time stands still, all wounds will heal, we will meet again behind this broken door
I find myself remembering
How the things have changed
But somehow remain the same
That old photograph began to fade
The moment may be gone but is never lost
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The Ogre São Paulo, Brazil
All songs and lyrics tell of macabre tales, urban legends, the occult and even past experiences showing the listener an unique obscure and lost universe.
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