Drottnar
Album • 2006
I'm a regent of the off beam The curser of sagacity And products of my deeds show the flipside of my needs I track a slip through flashing reminiscences within my dimming mindset Ad Hoc Revolt Rage Erratic Ad Hoc Revolt Rage Erection Descend Let my preferences be with You Rather than with what infects me What destroys everything in mankind Pierce me with Your incessant love Let me once again see the waste in my sporadic choices Let me again feel the rapture in serving You, my Father My rapture Your grandeur Rapture Grandeur My rapture Your grandeur Filth is my spawn Destroying the connection with You, whom I crave Ad Hoc Revolt Rage Erratic Ad Hoc Revolt Rage Erection Ascend In Your glory, I'm ecstatic
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
[THE DEATH CONCEPT] Smack your own pride Treat it with disgust When looking in the eyes of our borrowed time Strip down to the basics of your own soul and think [LIFE IN ESSENCE] Sense a limit to what's accepted Char the barriers to certainty Search beneath ideas indoctrinated as logic in common There will be answers, and you'll find Turn your ego the fist and the enemy your other cheek Cease entertaining them ‘Cause that's what they want ‘Cause they're not unique in their false individualism But you're canvas, and so are they Triumph Standardization No one is a redeemer but the One who is Pity attempts for self-salvation As we're intended Acronyms for Messiah In pattern, in union A prime loom of life in essence [WE ALL SCHLEP] This is just a glimpse before our eyes Watch how the ants are working Come Armageddon! Watch how the ants are working This is just a glimpse before our eyes Come Armageddon! Watch how the ants are working This is just a glimpse before our eyes Come Armageddon! Watch how the ants are working This is just a glimpse before our eyes
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Trumpet ricochets are still audible I. The bitter sound of a concluding sunset II. The raging triumph of a glorious birth The unison parade A display for the globe An exhibit for the mob (x2) I. Conquered and asphyxiated In bedlam and madness As witnessing their corpses II. Liberation upon them With their written names They watch from the skies I. Now being flayed by the thought of perdition II. Now being saved by the tongue confessing I. The bitter sound of a concluding sunset Opinions construe the occurrence Interpreting the prophetic act into science II. The raging triumph of a glorious birth A consciously chosen self-schism confirmed To an enduring point of soul The unison parade A display for the globe An exhibit for the mob (x2)
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Niemand Geht Vorbei (None Shall Pass)
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Pervading our whole, translating reality Through which the essence of life is realized Giving sense to this intermediate stage Inextricably connected to the next Stardom in darkness A glory on our heads Clearing the view in this crescendo Leading me to the inner sanctum The inner sanctum A new meaning of sanity Where we can understand His philanthropy and why this should be ours Where love is real and not an element of a sine qua non Where heaven and the divine idiom is ours and we're not smothered by anything Stardom in darkness A glory on our heads
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Salmesang Ved høylys dag Hatet I hvert hjerteslag Hellighet I sjelens speil Ondskapen I åndens seil Glansen Lyser lett I skinnet Dødsdisippel Preger sinnet Rullett Rullett Kledet Former lett en kropp En kiste rommer Evighet Hevder hver sjel Dagen kommer Da strupen Smaker sannhet Og øyet lukkes Rullett Rullett [Czech vocals]
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Razor sharp realities Cutting edge thrash The harsh process of converging a mind's omega A shot of "sense" now and then Doesn't ease, nor release All riven inside And I'm my own destruction's czar Unify me, us In unison internally Craving for your riveting appearance in this mess of gods My eyes are dazzled from every hold All riven inside Death knell An event in progress The sound of triumph is over the hills, but I refuse to lower my flag Even though I may pulled the trigger myself, angels will sing me a hymn Debunk the tongue within my head Remove the cancer on my optic nerve And I'm my own destruction's czar Unify me, us In unison internally Razing soul authorities Cutting edge mind rape A killing narcosis society where we can't spot the nebula even when staring at the open sky
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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