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1. |
To Bear False Witness
05:16
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In the presence of death
No man can stand it's toil
Rising from ashes forgotten
By inquisitors of false Gods
Huntsmen come claim kinship
Wrath descends upon us all
Satan, deliver us from
The lies of lesser men
Satan, deliver us now
From the torture of a brothers false witness
Son of God, sight of the fallen one
Death to them all, bringer of newborns blood
Burn the cradle, burn, spare one of righteous blood
As the sun sets on heaven
Plead allegience to the moon
As night sets, the march is on
To burn the temples Ishak and Ismaiel
Walking by the side of a new Messiah
Drums from the deep
The sounds of a fathers heartbeat
I command the forces to storm
I command the death to all newborns
I command the seven sirens, the seven seas
Ten crowns, ten seats
Hunger for tomorrow
Break the chains of wolf and man
To long dorment
I await, unleash the torrent
Of fiendfire
Let Mecca burn...
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2. |
Our Genocide God
05:30
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Dug trenches in deathlike silence
Mortars hail, let the hellfire rain
Shelter the tool, who must run to the moor
Whole brigades of them, smitten and scorned
Dagger at hand, we all stand
In a moment to kill, or be killed on their command
A final prayer, said to a deity
Showing himself, in the form of genocide
Lifeless at last, sentenced we are
Let the morning rain wash our blood away
"Alas, fire is upon us..."
Goodbye, to the home and the heart
Alone to death I depart
But worry not
The ferryman will carry my brothers with me
Dug trenches in deathlike silence
Mortars hail, let the hellfire rain
Sent to the front, not a fighting chance
Never to take a wife, never to see a child
Death awaits, what glory can come
From the likes of me, and what we have done?
The human act, the taking of lives
Tomorrow a hero, tomorrow, a better day?
Statistics is all that matters in war
The life and lies of a mongering fool
"We were Marked Since the day our mothers rejoised in our birth.
New life, new possibillities, renewed faith, what a shame...
Well, fate dealt their cards with a certain irony.
And I for one intend to die laughing"
Sent to the front...
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3. |
Vaar Tornekrone
05:21
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Det svartner
Kom nærmere min bror
Bortenfor og heim
Heim til helvetes sal
Døden kan og døden vil
Se i ende ditt liv
Hvordan kan du tåle
Dette sykelige svik
Jeg ser ei lettelse i varme hender
Det vemmer meg
Så som jeg gremmes
Det er som med
Hans tornekrone
Jeg ser ei ende
Hans tornekrone!
Vi er en bastardguds offerlam
Lammet og holdt sjakk av troens utidige "godhet"
Naivitet er vårt språk
Så vend det andre kinnet til
Til siste jordlige åndedrag kveler din sjel
Til siste rest av din glorie falmer
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4. |
World Turned to Ash..
06:16
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Now they return again
To burn the cloth that they once clad us in
Death, but to one of four
Pallbearer, to us all
Hell will follow suit
Out of this world he'll rinse it clandestine
Life, like the Phoenix rise
Perfected and molded, now pristine
They unfold in bitter victory
Their creation and kin
Molecular irony/agony
Imperfectioned and flawed
Father; Erease us all!
The World turned to ash
The dead and deathbound, hear their calls
Every damned sundown bound
Death awakens, it's the beginning of our end
For all
Mankinds last breath..
Hear the trumpeths call
The World turned to ash
God's words trumphs it all
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5. |
Om Blèkes Fall
04:11
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Illusjonen er tapt
Og Bleke må falle!
Hensatt i avmakt og glemt
Tilsidesatt og gjemt
Erstattet av dåp, sorg og bør
Alt skal og må bli som før
Utav arme og øm
Høyres ei svekka bønn
Flyktig har folket trodd
Og vondt har blitt godt
Men...
Alt har sin rot
Så som alt har sin død
Alle som ein
Bør kjenne si bot/bør
I den dype norske skog
Kom, sett din rot
Alt har sin rot
Så som alt har sin død
Alle som ein
Får kjenne si bør
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6. |
On A Pulpit of Souls
05:28
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Rob the angel of his wings
Bearing forth, the blasphemed words of God
Every last angelic choir silenced
By the dagger resting in your hands
Cast away the remnants of their culture
One bitter feast, then bring them to their knees
Cosmic elevation, ascend
Token of the gods, our sacrifice
Nectar of evil, blood of the lamb
Drink it, devoutly devour
Every temple, every house of prayer
Every worshiped stone
Desecrate it, annihilate them
Without faith, mankind can rise again
If not, let the believers rule
And ensure our doom
Never to Fall, Never to fail
Thus say the words in our hearts
Acts must unfold, stories be told
And so I set fire, and depart...
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Man Gremmes Kan Stavanger, Norway
Man Gremmes Kan (One should be ashamed) started the summer of 2012 as a recreational project for Venomenon while in a
creative sump in between other projects, but after hearing the quality of the song it soon became the number one focus. Rooted in tradition but retaining a strong individual identity. Full-length TBA
Lineup:
Venomenon (Nàttsòl, ex-Ragnarok- live)
Neievrut (Ljaa)
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