III Decades Live Ceremony

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As a carrion crow approaching the mass As a bloody oath, vicious and crass A voodoo spell that went a tad bit wrong That will take you back where you belong A bloody oath An old picture that should never have seen the light Lightning, thunder, helping seeing bright Brainless enemies not even ready for the fight Too bad for you, our eyes have seen Too bad for you, our ears have heard Too bad for you, we still can read Between the lines and through your lies Turning your world upside down And down, and down Pandora's box is filled with random numbers And lots of dirt Dust won't cover the stains Blood won't cover the stench Spikes won't cover your back Satan won't protect the rats Screams won't cover your lies Angel dust was not made for you And gates open only to spit on you Turning your world upside down And down, and down A bloody oath Some pieces no longer fit the great scheme A bloody oath Turning your world upside down And down, and down A bloody oath Cleansing fire, lots of dirt A bloody oath

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 06, 2026

Phases, only phases How do I fulfil the emptiness of my life? I admit I discover another me I am afraid of what I could do I am sure of what I should be Time presses, get to move on Time presses, the river is still flowing Test my mystery, write my story I test your mystery to find my history Taste me in the land of plenty Seeking the recipe of eternity Seeking the best expression of life To exploit the sexual intercourse Time presses, get to move on Time presses, the river is still flowing Test my mystery, write my story I test your mystery to find my history Taste me in the land of plenty Taste me in the land of plenty Fulfil the emptiness of my life By fulfilling yours Phases, only phases Phases, only phases Life is not an ulterior motive Write my story I test your mystery to find my history Taste me in the land of plenty

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 06, 2026

As I look above, as I look below A body, abstract A world, abstract As I look above, as I look below A god, abstract Myself, abstract Surrounded but empty Alone but many Piercing eyes Awakening From dried bones a rebirth A soul freed from its chains On empty grounds can rise From dried bones a rebirth A soul freed from its chains On empty grounds can rise A new start, a new eon From dried bones a rebirth On empty grounds can rise

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 06, 2026

Art is rarely truth In the realm of mankind Some are better than others This world has become schizophrenic Man your morals will destroy you What an insane balance What for unconsciousness And for what life Presumption of survival Unconsciousness the only means of life Presumption of survival Morals make man Modest and tractable Man is the best Domestic animal Your measure is feeble Your ideals are weak Man your morals will destroy you What an insane balance What for unconsciousness And for what life Presumption of survival Half-tint delight Presumption of survival No You're not free Hierarchy of taboos overcomes you Man your morals will destroy your world Escape Escape idolatry of the excessive Break the windows that prevent you to breathe And jump outside into open-air Lose your virtue Escape this cesspool

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 06, 2026

Flesh, the subject of my sins Juicy, the liquor of my debaucheries Wet, draining with desire You’re wet, so wet Red hot, the fire of my senses Lips, watered by my seeds Throat, the organ that will drink me until the end You’re thirsty, so thirsty Come and taste the wine of liberty Free within your flesh Let your body confronts with real sexuality Deep inside your flesh, your flesh Put another "X" in sex, go further and further Put another "X" in sex, bite stronger and stronger Lust, the only word that will guide me until the end Tongue, the precious arrow that reach me to make me come Come and taste the wine of liberty Free within your flesh Let your body confronts with real sexuality Deep inside your flesh, your flesh Flesh...

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 06, 2026

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You preachers of death Thanks for your doctrines of good and evil You appraisers and judges Use violence you, arrogant wise man You know that everything that is living is something obedient, you You know that we command the one who can’t defend himself You know so well that the one Who obeys himself Judge is, avenger Victim of his law Subject to spirit Where life is, there’s a will But not a will to live, a will to gain power Decline is when life gives in to power But a bigger strength grows from your morals The creator who spawns good and evil Will break the mirror and its reflection Life is what has to master itself So supreme evil Belongs to supreme goodness This one is subject Subject to spirit Where life is, there’s a will But not a will to live, a will to gain power Decline is when life gives in to power Where life is, there’s a will But not a will to live, a will to gain power Decline is when life gives in to power But you creator, do you know ? Do you know that whatever you create And whatever you love, you love it ? Do you know that you will have to fight your creation, your love ? But you creator, what’s your will ? But you creator, what’s your goal ? But you creator, what’s your will ? But you, what’s your goal ? Your crusade for power, for reigning control Is subject to spirit like an image and its mirror An image, and its mirror, its mirror But you creator, do you know ? Do you know that whatever you create And whatever you love, you love it ? Do you know that you will have to fight your creation, your love ?

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 06, 2026

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Trust this message of God A wise explanation will calm your soul Serene beings, Credible sermons Who's able to soothe our anguish ? Is religion the way God chose to control out mind ? To put our spirits in peace ? Disquieting beliefs Believe what you're told but confess your mistrust Don't search for certainty otherwise... You'll disagree. You'll disagree The knowledge of God implies acceptance of the Antichrist And you fear to believe Anxious beings, Insane sermons Who's able to soothe our anguish ? Is religion the way God chose to control out mind ? To put our spirits in peace ? Disquieting beliefs Believe what you're told but confess your mistrust Don't search for certainty otherwise... You'll disagree. You'll disagree Absurdity surmounts. Eviction or you denial to be free ? Absurdity gets stronger Can't you hide from all the symbols of this mental slavery ? "And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God To blaspheme his name. And power was given him over All kindreds, tongues and nations..." The knowledge of God implies acceptance of the Antichrist And you fear to believe Anxious beings, Insane sermons 7. Arrive Into Death Soon Struck down, weakened by the modern plague The organic system reduced to pieces Life ebb's away. Obvious misery The bell tolls again, Louder this time Disease or punishment Arrive Into Death Soon ! Blinded by knowledge Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon Sickness or punishment ? Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon Scientists looking for fame, Patients ready to die Doctors researching for glory as we grieve our loss Life ebb's away. Obvious misery The bell tolls again, Louder this time Disease or punishment Arrive Into Death Soon ! Blinded by knowledge Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon Sickness or punishment ? Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon Let's refuse to surrender our faith The only solution is to forgive To forgive our faults...Our faults ? Disease or punishment Arrive Into Death Soon ! Blinded by knowledge Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon Sickness or punishment ? Into Death Soon... 8. Wrapped In Roses I mourn the time of my early youth Time of binging and indulgence Old age came, obstructing my path Finally taking my will Despair, Gone is my time Downcast, Darker than death Birth! A rose woven, Wreath! Entwines my cot. Death! A rose woven, Wreath! Around my corpse Where are those I followed years ago? Good friends I used to have Dropped dead, some've gone with the wind May God save those still alive Despair, Gone is my time Downcast, Darker than death Birth! A rose woven, Wreath! Entwines my cot. Death! A rose woven, Wreath! Around my corpse Human brothers surviving us Don't resent our offences If you remember us with compassion God will bless you all Birth! A rose woven, Wreath! Entwines my cot. Death! A rose woven, Wreath! Around my corpse 9. Shaped Images Of Disincarnate Spirits Vivid pictures of science's failures I'm the embodiment of your usurped theories Succession of images while I'm leaving; Indulgence - Erosion - Punishment - Despair Seven stages. Seven Ways of the Cross Seven bodies. Seven shaped images. Disincarnate... Free from my jail of flesh Far from my earthly trips. Disincarnate... Free from my carnal being, Nearer the Celestial Empire Obvious evidence of God's disability I'm the incarnation of mankind's will Succession of images before my eyes; Abomination - Conscience - Enjoyment - Anguish Seven domains. Seven mortal remains Seven cages. Seven shaped images. Disincarnate... Free from my jail of flesh Far from my earthly trips. Disincarnate... Free from my carnal being, Nearer the Celestial Empire Seven places. One era of karma Seven thoughts but just one living soul ? The lethal storm is bloating my soul from within The Spirit of the Dead outlives Memories of the Mortal The final Cross I bore is nothing now but ashes The Spirit of the Dead outlives Memories of the Mortal

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 06, 2026

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Why do we never see the end of the tunnel? The purity of light seems impossible to reach This feeling of weightlessness, so oppressive At once so light... fleshless At once alone... and legions Because here illusions can't exist No need to hold your own Now good and evil are one No need to hold your own Why do we never see the end of the tunnel? The purity of light seems impossible to reach Present, future, so oppressive Who will grasp my hand? So I don't sink in the abstruse mist of this last Travel, future, so oppressive Why must we die to find truth? Why are human pains only steps, not even purgatory? Why do we never see the end of the tunnel? The purity of light seems impossible to reach No need to lie to yourself The imaginary creates no senses No need to lie to yourself Let serenity flood your body Because here illusions can't exist No need to hold your own Now good and evil are one No need to hold your own Different emoitions generate the same feelings Surpassing ourselves With cognition of the absolute With the image of my carnal route

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 06, 2026