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The Nightmares Begins
00:52
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Abandoned
02:46
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ABANDONED
Dark night, stormy night
Cold, stone walls
Built for the Lord’s might
Towers of Saint Anne’s Abbey
Reaching for the heavens
The gates are opening
As the darkness beckons
A new born child left on the stairs
Like so many others before
No saving grace – abandoned
At this godforsaken place – abandoned
Abandoned by the faithful flock
Left for the mercy of the Lord
The boy’s cries filled the air
Greeting the years of hatred and despair
Servants of Heaven – abandoned
Blind fanatic madmen – abandoned
The two-faced monks
Took the children in
Raising them to worship Him
Hypocrisy in the hearts
The orphan’s souls are torn apart
Among these walls of depravity
Earthly delights, false sanctity
No saving grace – abandoned
At this godforsaken place – abandoned
On that stormy night, his fate was sealed
As the true face of God was revealed
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Years Of Torment
02:37
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YEARS OF TORMENT
The years have passed
Hard labour left its mark
The teachings of Christ
Tearing my mind apart
Breaking my back
Following the Lord Abbot’s orders
No matter how I tried
There was no quarter
I heard the crack of the whip
Hard leather ripping my skin
They never understood
The hell that I am in
Hear my pleas, hear my lament
Blood splattered testament
Sanctified sadistic intent
Sin I need to repent
To the depths I descend
In the years of torment
The Lord won’t listen to my pleas
I am begging for redemption
My body aches, my soul bleeds
My revenge will be deception
Hear my pleas, hear my lament
Blood splattered testament
Sanctified sadistic intent
Sin I need to repent
To the depths I descend
In the years of torment
A bloody stigma is all I need
I will shed some of my blood
To fool the faithful flock
That I’m chosen of God
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Believer-Deceiver
02:48
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BELIEVER-DECEIVER
I know the myths of the living saints
The ones who bear the Lord’s mark
Bloody stigmata, wounds of Christ
Guide the sheep in the dark
I sneaked into the stables
To steal nails and a hammer
With self-mutilating trickery
Fool them, to find the answer
The cold iron pierced my flesh
Blood dripping from my hand
I screamed for help in agony
They take me to the Abbot as I planned
I will deceive
The ones who believe
Deception I weave
I am the believer deceiver
The Lord Abbot saw my wounds
I cried in pain, telling him lies
He laid his hand on my head and said
„Holy signs from the heavenly skies”
He believed every word I said
The next day he told to the whole monastery
„From today onwards this boy is my novice,
He is chosen by the Lord, he has a holy destiny”
I will deceive
The ones who believe
Deception I weave
I am the believer deceiver
Education was now available
I could study the way of the Lord
All I needed is to find the key
To unleash the infernal horde
I started to weave the web of lies
The boy with the stigmata, marked by God
None of them suspected that
I will be Hell’s avenging sword
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Defilers
04:01
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DEFILERS
One night I followed
Lustful moans and cries
What I witnessed
I can’t believe my eyes
Down in the catacombs
Hidden away in secrecy
The monks revelling
Breeding disgust and heresy
Down in the catacombs
Hidden away in secrecy
The monks revelling
Breeding disgust and heresy
Peasant boys and girls
Raped and abused
Satisfying a dark urge
Humiliated and bruised
Rapture of pleasure
Unholy hypocrisy
The defilers lust is raging
Violating purity
Hunger drove the young ones
To the dark monastery
For a piece of bread
Giving away their purity
An orgy of the flesh
Desires of impurity
Vile servants of God
Desecrating chastity
Rapture of pleasure
Unholy hypocrisy
The defilers lust is raging
Violating purity
Rapture of pleasure
Unholy hypocrisy
The defilers lust is raging
Violating purity
Innocence is defiled
Abominable disgrace
Revelling in depravity
At this holy place
Rapture of pleasure
Unholy hypocrisy
The defilers lust is raging
Violating purity
Rapture of pleasure
Unholy hypocrisy
The defilers lust is raging
Violating purity
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Forbidden Lore
03:33
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FORBIDDEN LORE
Forbidden Lore
It’s already after midnight
I finish my duties in the scriptorium
I stumble across a dark corner
Of the monastery’s librarium
Hidden among the bookshelves
There’s a bolted black door
I smash the lock to open it
My fate is sealed forevermore
Forbidden Lore
Keys to my retribution
Hellish damnation
Unlock the Stygian Door
Forbidden Lore
Piles of books lying on the table
Waiting for the Lord Inquisitor
To be burned, heretic knowledge
Arcane, evil and sinister
Forbidden Lore
Keys to my retribution
Hellish damnation
Unlock the Stygian Door
Forbidden Lore
Keys to my retribution
Hellish damnation
Unlock the Stygian Door
The Red Dragon, the Grand Grimoire
Books of occult Philosophy
Unholy Spells of witchcraft
Astronomy and heresy
The Necromancer’s Manual
Scrolls of demonic magic
The Picatrix, The Aim of The Sage
Demonic and ecstatic
Malleus Maleficarum
Der Hexenhammer
Use the wisdom against them
I am the desecrator
I spent months reading
The illicit books and ancient heretic scrolls
I found the Devil’s Notes of Music
In one of the arcane tomes
Diabolus in Musica, that’s the key
The instrument of destruction
The grand organ in the chapel
Master it, to bring death and devastation
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Militia Hungary
Short, fast thrash attacks with some church organ here and there.
Thomas Khrul - music & production
Blasphemy - vocals
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