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1. |
The Pallid Mask
03:40
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Born from deranged chaos
Of thoughts perverse
Embodiment of evil
The yellow curse
On its moldered pages
Ill runes of olde
To tear soul away from
Its mortal coil
As the bell chimes
As the ravens croon
When the hour ripens
He shall wait no more
No more...
Corpse mask, dead resemblance
Gargoyle of flesh
Black hearse from shadow hasten
Harbinger of ruin
From phantom void
They summon you
To open the tome
The pallid mask
Veil of decay
The yellow sign
Carry the light of death
Rotten effigy
Guise of putrefaction
A portal to perdition
Of discarnate suffocation
I am Ythill. By right I enter here
Let the gates of Hastur scorch away my past
Oh king of features rotten
Dead but not forgotten
Unto this throne of rats
The serpent blood shall wash
The pallid mask
Veil of decay
The yellow sign
Carry the light of death
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2. |
Feed Off the Flesh
03:33
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Forlorn, beyond the leafless trees
A beacon of evil, the cabin on the hill
In dust and gloom lie pages of carnal heresy
Pagan words of old. Secrets I dare not to relate
In the doorway stands a ragged abberation
Old yet ageless, torn but noble
With a voice I never will forget
my host begins his tale
I listen, spellbound
by his occult madness
Feed off the flesh
Gulp from the chalice
Of human remains
Devour the soul within
Crimson red
The blood tickles
Unto the page
Dark and fresh
Fear pulls me away
From the nightmare on the hill
Resonating in my mind
The horrid, guttural chant
Lisha mwili
Kunywa kutoka kwa kikombe
Ya mabaki ya binadamu
Kula roho ndani
Feed off the flesh
Gulp from the chalice
Of human remains
Devour the soul within
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3. |
Legions of Eternal Death
03:59
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His words are spoken
Incantations sung through the haunting mouth of decay
Oh, these pestilent words that echoes,
Through the endless night of the great awakening
He has come to conquer
Possessed by a thousand demons under the glare of Algol
Rise up from your grave
The sleepers are asleep no more
Those who death enslaved
And the thought of life abhorred
Maggots crawling, rotting flesh
The heart of the universe impaled
Legions of eternal death
Hail!
The earth is trembling
As the old gods are morbidly resurrected
Memory and scorn, strength, and anger
As the lust, as the lust for annihilation burns
Rise up from your grave
The sleepers are asleep no more
Those who death enslaved
And the thought of life abhorred
Maggots crawling, rotting flesh
The heart of the universe impaled
Legions of eternal death
Hail!
A complete eradication of all life on Earth!
A fate foreseen
By the Necronomicon
Leaving our world a withered husk
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Darkness reigns
Rise! Rise!
Spawn of the abyss
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Chaos reigns
Rise! Rise!
Abominations from the lifeless stars
The earth is trembling
As the old gods are morbidly resurrected
Memory and scorn, strength, and anger
As the lust, as the lust for annihilation burns
Rise up from your grave
The sleepers are asleep no more
Those who death enslaved
And the thought of life abhorred
Maggots crawling, rotting flesh
The heart of the universe impaled
Legions of eternal death
Hail!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Darkness reigns
Rise! Rise!
Spawn of the abyss
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4. |
Drogulus
03:40
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Through aeons of infinite void. From the well of desolate emptiness.
Asymmetric patterns shall open the floodgates of Leng's deluge.
Pandemoniac cachinnations, blind croons from beyond the rift in time.
Dead fetor, demeresed abberations, defiants of life.
Crawl forth from cyclopedean ruins.
Demersed in dreams the deathless wait.
An ancient vestige.
The black goat of the woods with a thousand young.
Cometh forth
And of ye Seede of Olde shall One be borne
Deformity from the Abyss
Drogulus.
Fleshless, amphibian, discarnate swarm
A colossus of wings and horns
Orifices suckling, spewing an odour of subterranean rot
Madness rides the star-wind,
engulfed in a vortex of xenocide
Cliffs bathed in blood, the sun is black
Cometh forth
And of ye Seede of Olde shall One be borne
Deformity from the Abyss
Drogulus.
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5. |
Of Blasphemous Infinity
04:42
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Waves of black thrust at the shores of Innsmouth
Ill is the night, rotten, cold
Insalubrious streets, haggard by evil
Antediluvian seeds ripen in the crypt
The night is alive with scent of outcast blood
Aged and maggoty they now slither forth
Aborted worms of Leviathan
Clawing free from the womb
From the pit
Of blasphemous infinity
Behemoth!
Immemorial, immortal
Monstrosities
From the deep
Abhorrent - An eerie piping, calling
From beneath - the dark sea is crawling
In the shadows - deviant fiends, crawing
The usurper
Spawn of Dagon gather for the feast
Pale is the moon over the outskirts of Innsmouth
Fear holds his heart in claws so cold
Sanity bleeding away
Like the blood from his wounds
From the pit
Of blasphemous infinity
Behemoth!
Immemorial, immortal
Monstrosities
From the deep
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6. |
Old in Wrath and Woe
02:48
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It is the Earth,
Old in wrath and woe
The breath of all its people
Azrael
Delivering now
The necropole
To one decay in night's abysmal vault
Kneel under the towering of his wings
The wings that obscure the stars
Hiding malevolent conjunctions
Of cursed constellations
And worlds unknown of the outer infinite
He brings the darkness
On Algol's planets haply poised
His shadowed arc will broaden to a sphere,
Oblivion's black and perfect globe …
On Earth, He comes no more:
the very worms have died
Old in wrath and woe
In the scarce-nibbled carrion; the thin wind
Will write man's epitaph in shifting sand,
And the pale unfading arabesques of frost
Adorn and fret his ghoul-forgotten tomb
His shadowed arc will broaden to a sphere,
Oblivion's black and perfect globe …
On Earth, He comes no more:
Old in wrath and woe
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7. |
Under Rotting Portraits
03:32
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The mystery of death unfolds
As life is declined from solar light
To descend where dayless dials rust
And the void hourglass fills with night
To follow the current
Where Acherontic rivers run
Into the foaming depths
Of this watery grave
An empty armour guards the room
Walls covered with rotting portraits
Depicting the king
Draped in yellow
Staring with a maddening gaze
Will He arrive?
And grant me my wishes
The silence is deafening
In this room without doors
This room without windows
This room beyond worlds
The portal is open
I, who sacrificed all
To reach this place of worship
I, who sacrificed all
To reach this place of torment
Will He arrive?
And grant me my wishes
Under rotting portraits
Will He arrive?
Will he arrive?
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8. |
Temples of Tsathoggua
02:56
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Vortex on vortex of madness
Beclouded my labouring vision
My damnable, reddening vision
That built a new world for my eyes
A new world of chaos and darkness
A horrible coma called living
So now in this coma called living
I view the bright phantoms of the beyond
And in these slumbers of midnight
Appears the lost cities of old
The pallid temples of ageless horrors
That fades at the glance of the dreamer
Again and again, I do enter
Yearning the cold draughts of the grave
And deep in the festering darkness
I seek the knowledge of the white worm
The darkness and madness will vanish
And the chains of life will rot
My damnable, reddening vision
Built a new world for my eyes
And in these slumbers of midnight
Appears the lost cities of old
The pallid temples of ageless horrors
That fades at the glance of the dreamer
Tsathoggua!
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9. |
Towers of Frost
02:52
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Behold the ancient ruins
of a race
Archaic, alien
to our worthless existence
A labyrinth of monolithic splendor
exhales unto frozen altars
of otherworldly worship
Yet that is not dead can never die
And with strange aeons
even death may die
They had crossed the icy peaks
They had found their dead city brooding
There in the cyclopean city
Echos still the scream of Danforth
Precious cavern, unscathed
Untouched by mankind
Shoggoth slaves
Of Elder Things
Spoils of war
With Cthulhu
From empty husk, the patterns of blood
An eerie contrast in the pale snow
The sleeping dead are asleep no more
Beneath the ice the awoken gorge
The grim yonder
Beneath towers of frost
This cold wasteland
Where all hope is lost
Beneath towers of frost
Where all hope is lost
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Gluttony Sundsvall, Sweden
GLUTTONY formed in 2009 in Sundsvall by three members of MY OWN GRAVE. The Coffinborn (2012) had Johan Jansson (INTERMENT, ex-ENTOMBED A.D.) on vocals. Since then vocals have been handled by Magnus Ödling (ex-SETHERIAL, ex-DIABOLICAL). The band has released Beyond the Veil of Flesh (2014), Cult of the Unborn (2018), and Drogulus (2023). ... more
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