Procession
Album • 2010
(Lyrics are en excerpt from Mihai Eminescu's "Hyperion", adaptation by Felipe Plaza) To come to life From the dark voids Drowning high In the sun's flames As a whole mankind... Fails For all are born, only to die.
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
The reign of fear, dictators Of absolute truth, deceiving The ones that mourn, the blinded In sacred trust... They tie the fool, with serpents Batallions of slaves, are rising Declaring a war, against will With sacred trust Thea used to believe in a saviour A prophet with tremendous grace They worshipped his skull, full of maggots They offered (opened) their bodies with faith A temple of lust is their treasure The ancient destroyers their name Because, everything falls as they follow Messiahs of poison and shame.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
I Once saw them Longing for the end Dead men walking on these lands Leave behind life Once lost by faith On a hopeless world of worms Followers! Crawling disciples of doom Centinels! On the road to the graves Getting there With chants and pagan dance Oh! You'll be buried soon Don't be afraid The Eternal Sleep of men "Rest In Peace my son..." The priest will say As the blood of goat he tastes Followers! Crawling disciples of doom Centinels! On the road to the graves Getting there With chants and pagan dance Oh!
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
Father, betrayer Nameless, insidious Mourner, destroyer Patriarch of worms and rats Mother, abortionist Devoted, perverted Sacred, hypocrite Holy impious whore When the time has come I will summon you Raise thy precious crown Every single chant Every single prayer Seven thousands tongues On a gravelike throne Ghosts and parasites Point at me with cold dead eyes My tongue a sword My hands your tomb I am damnation I am ruin.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Inside the circle now You gave my soul To seven sins in black Admiring your cross... Inside this holy ground Temptation is pure A naked figure cries Tormenting the son In seven sleepless nights Oppressed by your mourn In seven dreams in black I praised the obscure... Now all my demons dance Obsessed by the curse Denying the son In harmony we cross the fire A ceremony of sorrow Over death's womb Now take this oath, perpetual pyre And underneath this ashes, a Tomb of DOOM.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
(Part I: The Loss) "What have united us in joy, Separates us in misery" (Part II: Revenge) Now I'm here all alone, staring at your sacred grave My dreams and my hopes... They#re all gone with your last breath Not your voice or your laugh, I will ever hear again To watch you grow, becoming strong... Is a honor I won't get Oh my son, my dear son, why your flesh and not mine? Over your burial ground, the promise of my mourning heart I will ride against the cross and their army of lies Every drop of your blood they will pay with their lives. "Revenge shell be mine"
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 15, 2025
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