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The Kovenant - Neon

Bastard proclamations of a dying nation
Social deconstruction through deceit and deception
Hit us with your pointing stick
Golden arches crucifix
We will never be like you

Subliminal derangement of the human senses
Corporate illusions of holy intervention
Vulture culture history
Television ministry
We will never be like you

Let me be your neon god
We've got brand new illusions for your plastic souls
Were all wired up and ready to go
Because gravity means nothing now
A man made messiah of concrete and steel
Instant salvation through your t.v.screen
Let me be your god....

Subdue your maker - Subdue your maker
I am the giver and I am the taker
Subdue your maker - Subdue your maker
All succumb to me...

Let me be your neon god
We've got brand new illusions for your plastic souls
Were all wired up and ready to go
Because gravity means nothing now
A man made messiah of concrete and steel
Instant salvation through your t.v.screen
Let me be your god....

Get down on your knees and feed the illusion
Get down on your knees and prolong the delusion
Superstition is the religion of the feeble mind
Liberty and justice, the illusions of mankind

A dogmatic expression in every direction
There is no redemption in divine intervention
The world is a disease that cannot be cured
The truth is a voice that cannot be heard

Jihad, the twisted hands of faith
Jihad, in the name of hate
Jihad, the twisted hands of faith
Jihad, in the name of hate

Hate is the solution to life's evolution
Love is a high that you cannot sustain
For each age is a dream that is dying
And freedom is a whore that we love to adore

Jihad, to be touched by hands of God
Jihad, to be touched by hands of God

Hate is the solution to life's evolution
Love is a high that you cannot sustain
For each age is a dream that is dying
And freedom is a whore that we love to adore

Jihad, to be touched by hands of God
Jihad, to be touched by hands of God

A dogmatic expression in every direction
There is no redemption in divine intervention
The world is a disease that cannot be cured
The truth is a voice that cannot be heard


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Obscura - Ocean Gateways

I consider our Earth as a part of the lowest area
We live as we were at the bottom of the sea
Where nothing is pure and undespoiled
Where everything is eaten and eroded

Where the grips of externality is unable freely
To emerge beyond a certain space of this one
Where nothing is pure and undespoiled
Where everything is wet and salt

Where earth and spirit unite
An opposition to the visible
A call of the purified souls
Emerges beyond, breaks free

Deliverance - an acroamatic halo
Deprivation - in particular obedience
Eclipsed - shackled and torn apart
Emptiness - devoid of heart and soul

SEPTIC FLESH - Pyramid God


Again... Again you try to find me.
You seek the one not willing to be found.
Pyramid God
Unlike the places you have been,
I am not confined by lines.

Pyramid God
I am the dreamer of this realm
(God) But not the dream inside
Pyramid God
I am the head outside the dream
(God) I am the headless mind!

Are you... Are you a breath of mine?
You cross my gates, the gates of space and time.

"Pyramid God, am I the user of the gates?
I live a triangle life"

Pyramid God
I am the dreamer of this realm
(God) But not the dream inside.

Pyramid God
I am the head outside the dream
(God) I am the headless mind!

Built me a monument, nem age conspirators.
Expand my theories to a world without end.
The Pyramid God is watching...
Built me a monument, nem age conspirators.
Expand my theories to a world without end.
The Pyramid God is watching...
Built me a monument, nem age conspirators.
Expand my theories to a world without end.

Decapitated - The Empty Throne

Expansion of the ever increasing universe
Thins down imperfect pictures
And certainty of the tangible existence
Trickles between fingers
Entering the center of the point.
Physical reality dies
Giving birth to the new order.
Negating all that has ever been said for good.
So what are we?
Attracted by the gravity of the black hole
Veiled by the faith in words
Proud of the promised immortality.
Hysteria at the moment of sudden illumination
Will ring with countless screams
Uniting in a sneer
Coming from the empty throne

Summoning-Khazad Dum


From ashes and fire be broken
A light from the shadows shall spring
Renewed shall be blade that was broken
The crownless shall again be king

The world is grey, the mountains old
The forge's fire is ashen and cold
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls
The darkness dwells in Druin's halls

The shadow lies upon his tomb
But still the sunken stars appeal
In the dark and windless Mirrormere
There lies his crown in water deep

'Til Druin wakes again from sleep
A deadly sword, a healing hand
A trumpet - voice, a burning hand
A lord of Wisdom...

Fire and shadow - both defied
In Khazad-Dum his wisdom died
In joy thou hast lived

If thou hearest the cry
of the Gull on the shore
Thy soul shall then rest
In the forest no more...