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Madame LaLaurie
04:33
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Madame LaLaurie
Come up into my attic, this will be your home
deep in slave quarters, where no one comes to roam
behind a bolted door, to which but I hold the key
safely locked up in a small cage you will be
In public, my slaves, I'll treat you all so polite
when in my house, You'll feel nothing but fright
I must be more careful, their eyes are on me
a girl fell to her death as she was trying to flee
The Savage Mistress of New Orleans - Madame LaLaurie
The most sadistic slave keeper the world did ever see
To my whims you're a victim, you're my little toys
in torture I find pleasure, you're my own personal joy
I'll pull out your intestines and make pretty bows
let's gouge out your eyes and your lips shut sew
I'll drill a hole in your skull to stir up your brains
your body I shall contort in angles so strange
you could resemble a crab, if I had my will
soon you may die, but you I never wanted to kill
(M. Rehle)
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The Jacksonian March
04:59
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The Jacksonian March
Falling through unknown worlds
my soul possessed by dark spirits
watching my body from a distance
convulsing fiercely beyond control
waking up in white, bare, rooms
to the pure agony of broken bones
It was blood that once cursed me
striking me with this foul disease
so blood it will cure me
freeing me from its crushing grip
now prepare me a Bathorian bath
if it's needed to break this spell
Tap the blood of a beheaded killer
smear it on my worm like scars
slit the throat of your God's lamb
and shower my body in its blood
throw my soiled clothes on the fire
only this way my spirit shall be free
(M. Rehle)
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De Profundis
07:03
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De Profundis
As I stand upon the shore of an immense ocean
I see an unholy beast from the sea ascend
with leopard like body and feet of a bear
adorned with ten horns and seven roaring heads
upon each head, a well deserved crown hung
on each crown a name of blasphemy inscribed
such delight to hear it slander your lord's name
his dwelling place, his pathetic fairy tale heaven
Dark brothers and sisters
- Welcome the Beast!
Inhabitants of Earth:
Thou shalt worship the Beast!
Out of the depths of the abyss our savior arose
to slaughter your God's lamb - and feast upon Christ
your reign is over, holy scripture no more shall rule
we shall no longer deprive ourselves of freedom
the Holy Bible, The Qur'an, The Torah, The Vedas;
in the flames of our unholy bonfire shall perish!
(M. Rehle)
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Moduhardindin
04:50
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Moduhardindin
Ett moln av aska täcker marken
Himlen är svart som sot
Giftmolnet kryper över det karga landet
Smyger sig in i springor och vrår
Med svälten, sprider sig rädslan och våldet
Man karvar sitt kött från grannens lik
Luften är fylld av fluor och svavel
Solen har inte synts på ett år
Den vanskliga tiden av dimma är här
Och prästen hostar blod
Vid altaret skriker prästen gällt
Att Djävulen kommit till ön
Innan han faller från talarstolen
Och krossar skallen mot kyrkans golv
Byborna sliter liket i stycken
Och blodet som ännu är varmt
Slickar barnen från den kalla stenen
Under vilda, hysteriska, skrik
(T. Berg)
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The Vampiric Reign
05:20
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The Vampiric Reign
On a ship with 40.000 rats and no living soul in sight
protected by the moonless night, I extend my Satanic crusade
Hiding within the shadows of the the ever feared plague
I lustfully pluck the ripe fruits for my invisible cells of terror
My army of rodents spread the disease,
the victims I crave no one shall miss
pallbearers as far as the eye can see,
night hunters seen by none alive
My harem of spellbound women faithfully hunt victims for me
soon my cells all shall strike, taking down your pathetic empires
ALL HAIL - my reign of blood
ALL HAIL - my reign of terror
ALL HAIL - my vampiric reign
ALL HAIL - my undead kingdom
(M. Rehle)
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Sommarens Fräna Doft Av Död
Med ett stridsrop vaknar naturen varje vår
I en kamp de svaga slaktas utan nåd
Djurkadaver stinker där de ruttnar
I den rykande hettan längs landsvägen
Överallt sker människans nihilistiska skövling
Man beundrar och bestraffar i perversa ritualer
Ger sig ut i naturen och njuter skamlöst
Av sommarens fräna doft av död
Blommornas, intensiva, korta, dödsrit
Som tigger efter befruktning desperat
Djuren matar sin skrikande avkomma
Med de färska fostren från andra djur
(T. Berg)
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Teratologen
02:58
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GRIFTEFÄRD Malmö, Sweden
Black Metal from Malmö, Sweden. Cassette album out on Church Of Eradication.
Vocals: M.
Rehle
Guitar: L. Berg
Bass: A. Johansson
Drums: T. Berg
Additional keyboard & noise by L & T. Berg.
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