Dhul-Qarnayn
Thus Death
2009 Thorn Laceration Records
01 Inferior Maggots
02 Forbidden Wisdom
03 The World That Sleeps Below
04 Maelstrom Of Lunacy (Part I)
05 Maelstrom Of Lunacy (Part II)
06 Throbless Black Heart
07 Six Sealed Gates Of Eternal Suffering
08 Perdition
09 Thus Death
INFERIOR MAGGOTS
Growing worms fester in recreation
a true living abomination,
crawling with worthlessness,
so fucking frail and weak
To eradicate them all,
the cacoon must be destroyed,
excretion of spewing cells,
harvest within the nest,
slithering in slime aimlessly
until more have exiled,
feasting through every sense of understanding,
they hunger evermore in search of...
And so they remain plagues of our time
An army of maggots,
inferior maggots,
inferior maggots,
replicating and devouring,
in the heart of filth
FORBIDDEN WISDOM
In this infernal damnation,
I've lost my soul in the cobwebs of interpretation,
Love lies in the lies, that
smolders the soul to extinction,
as the human minds banished the abyss of forbidden wisdom,
through cries for harmony, to the bitter cosmic void.
THE WORLD THAT SLEEPS BELOW
The Gods, envy us,
Burning crypt below,
Swords of battles lie side by side,
cemetery unaware to mortal realms,
carved by death, a chalice of blood,
stallions of Hell's empire,
break through the lightening of Armageddon,
shattering the barriers of earth
Triumph,
Hate,
Blasphemy,
War,
Isolation,
Devastation,
Destruction,
Chaos,
Wrath,
Fury,
Torment,
Rebirth
MAELSTROM OF LUNACY (PART I)
Encircled between delusion and perception,
nothing remains logic to comprehension,
deception and arcane malignance,
submerges, to the surface,
drowning, through the whirlpool, of insanity,
maelstrom of, lunacy,
Destroying the hollow coffin of lies!
MAELSTROM OF LUNACY (PART II)
Where is my soul, where is the purpose, of which I was told,
where is the beauty,
to which the blind eyes scold,
(....)
I am the malignance in your mind you dread, dread, (you dread)
THROBLESS BLACK HEART
A throbless black heart, lays buried,
within the open jaws of my ribs, (tear out my heart) ribs,
throbless it remains (eternal), hatred it sleeps contained,
throbless, yet breathing (into the lungs of hell), throbless, yet scheming,
(in your fate) a new corpse it shall attain, to pump bleak blackness,
through each useless vein, a new one shall return,
death will not defeat me, death cannot deceit me (deceit me),
death will bring me to life (to life) again, again, and again,
until all blood (and flesh) is desecrated, in His name
SIX SEALED GATES OF ETERNAL SUFFERING
Now there is no return, to the living world,
fate in the palm of spirit cremation,
six gates grip the turn of escape,
Light quickly darkens in six rows above,
perpetual suffering awaits (awaits)
PERDITION
Immortal yet dead bent on burying the living,
Resurrecting the Antichrist through vicious killings,
devouring flesh, through malignant distress,
cursed into existence once again,
I cannot be killed now, your only option is to bow,
Plead me to spare thee, yet I'll leave you with fatalities
blood fills the gorge to sustain,
Sacrifices eternal and inhumane,
Slicing throats, blood soaked under dead-silent rain,
Sent from Hell, into this filthy human shell,
As a reaper to slaughter every preacher,
Feasting on the flesh of women and children,
Homicide is breath to the unforgiven,
Maniac with bloodstained intentions
Leaving his victims with multiple mutilations,
defecating and semen staining their coffins,
As reversed readings are done for their doctrines,
unholy serenade, while penetrating the decayed,
Until nothing remained, and still hungered for more,
Blood, damned, soul, drenched, sacrilegious, suicidal,
and vile, putrid essence of perdition,
let me die, and become amongst these corpse,
cant desire such parasites anymore
cant desire such parasites.... anymore
THUS DEATH
Arising from wreaking bones,
limbs laying on blood splattered stones,
Cryptic nihilistic slaughter,
vomiting blood and holy water,
Death is salvation,
Morbid reincarnation,
I am Deaths' living breathe,
Frozen rotten flesh, tearing skin,
Dead within, lifeless and pale,
Stench of decomposition,
in black lungs, inhale,
by the cold fist clutching my rusty knife,
And once again, I breathe in their lives within,
only to kill again, I am eternal, whilst they
remain helpless,
thus, Death
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