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Apokalyptic Raids: "The Pentagram" – 2018

энциклопедия: Apokalyptic Raids

Состав группы:

  • Necromaniac – вокал, гитара
  • Pedro Rocha "Skullkrusher" – ударные
  • Vinícius "Hellpreacher" – бас

Apokalyptic Raids: "The Pentagram" – 2018

Композиции:

  1. Necromaniac (Is Back)
  2. Satan Laughs
  3. Victory Beyond Imagination
  4. The Ghost Of The Hammer
  5. My Triumph
  6. Occult & Real
  7. Letter From Lucifer
  8. Keep My Grave Open
  9. The Story Of Pope Joan

Лирика

1. Necromaniac (Is Back)

So many years locked in a cell
That wasn't jail, that was hell
I carry the scars of mistakes I have made
Time will pass before they fade

Necromaniac is back – necromaniac

(I've stayed) in the funny farm, among the insane
I am the only one who is to blame
I'm back on my feet, I've focus and all
I know them now, I will not fall

Nobody in the world can put me down
I am in command, I wear my crown
The false ones and leeches that used to surround me
Where are they now?

2. Satan Laughs

Start a war, incinerate
Push the boundaries, procreate
Burn the books, burn the towns
Deny the youth, forbid the truth

Inquire, incarcerate
Force confession, obliterate
Mutilate, torture the innocent
Take control, re-write the facts

Point a finger – incriminate
Put to death – annihilate, annihilate
Satan laughs

Ask for money, then some more
Send the dissident to a distant shore
Exterminate by slander and hate
False truth you propagate

Close your eyes to the hunger
Golden walls hide many wonders
Start a bank, buy your weapons
Holy men, evil beckons

By your hands – the truth dies
Devil's greed – in your lies, in your lies
Satan laughs

Start a war, incinerate
Push the boundaries, procreate
Exterminate by slander and hate
False truth you propagate

Preach detachment – hide your goals
Put a leash – on the fools, on the fools
Satan laughs

3. Victory Beyond Imagination

I am an invincible war machine
Attached to the center of the universe
My will becomes existence instantly
As I march towards supremacy

Victory beyond imagination

My face is glory, majesty, unity
And since forever I'm totality
All gods that man once created (out of fear)
Are but a draft of my own being

Victory beyond imagination

My conquest spreads infinitely
In all directions space and time
No thought can reach my reality
I become victory beyond imagination

Victory beyond imagination
Imagination

4. The Ghost Of The Hammer

I am the ghost who crushes your life
I am the shadow on your back
I am the past you can not change
I am the future you'll not live

The ghost, the hammer

I am the ingenuity you have lost
I am the silence in your show
I'm not the cold lake in your past, no
Tormenting and haunting you is my goal

The ghost, the hammer
The ghost of the Hellhammer

Weight ends your flight
You can not win this game
A new world order tears apart
All your attempts to reincarnate

The ghost

5. My Triumph

And now my former friends became kings
Of a world that I've sworn to destroy
The very reason of my existence
Is the way of life they tried to deny

I will inflict the pain of my existence
Upon those who cross my way (with slander)
Left alone with my beliefs as only friends or foes
I just know that from now on flames dwell in my mind

And once my last battle is fought (and won)
Nothing and no one will keep me from accomplishment
Lonely by chance, metal's my choice
My triumph keeps me alive now and forever...

My triumph...

6. Occult & Real

I wrote the book
Of the rules of all things
But not everyone
Is able to read it

Secrets kept...
And secret words are whispered
Golden silence
Noise in the abyss

Occult and real

Don't show your intention
Just satisfy your will
Hidden autocrat
Occult, and real

Maintain the vision
Not the numbers that deceive
Inner-verse inner-world
Is the only thing that's real

Occult and real

7. Letter From Lucifer

You kiss my feet, not of a goat
I wear fine boots with platinum spurs
I ride the world howling at night
I invert the cross – 666

Unlike you I don't have a soul
I'm devoid of life, not given unto me
Aesthetical ecstasy, a practical world
Death in disguise which is my "life"

I am barren like a desert of gold
The gold that I give to those who would follow
I am lord and fair – but justice is paid
No mercy is my law, just knowledge and beauty

Unlike you I don't have a soul
I'm devoid of life, not given unto me
Aesthetical ecstasy, a practical world
Death in disguise which is my "life"

Regards,
Satan

8. Keep My Grave Open

There is a secret door inside your mind
There is more to your brain than meets the eye
Social conventions just pacify
The blind men see, the seeing ones just lie

In moments that I go beyond the rim
My mind is free to wander no limits
Without any artificial restrictions
The next evolutionary leap

So keep my grave open
I'm still ready to go
Keep my grave open
There is so much life below

And when that secret door is open wide
Contradictory universes will collide
Resulting in my invincibility
If you're worthy of my mind

Sometimes I hear them laughing in despair
Sometimes humanity is not my lair
I wander through my mind and in space
I don't belong in the human race

So keep my grave open
I'm still ready to go
Keep my grave open
There is so much life below

There is a secret door inside your mind
There is more to your brain than meets the eye
Social conventions just pacify
The blind men see, the seeing ones just lie

Sometimes I hear them laughing in despair
Sometimes humanity is not my lair
I wander through my mind and in space
I don't belong in the human race

So keep my grave open
I'm still ready to go
Keep my grave open
There is so much life below

Keep my grave open
Humankind will never learn
Keep my grave open
For the time of my return......

9. The Story Of Pope Joan

In the ninth century darkness
A woman disguised as a man
Entered the church as a priest
And ascended to the Vatican

The Church denies it
But then who was the pope?
Pope Joan

Nobody knew her dark secret
Except for her clerical lover
Her way to the top proceeded
Bishop, became cardinal

Pregnancy already in course
She was chosen the pope
The procession began

As the people carried the new pope
Labor also began
Joan gave birth on the throne
To the surprise and horror of all

Oh, the people went mad
And they stoned
Mother and child to death
Mother and child to death!

Thrown in the river below
Her name was cursed and forgotten
A conspiracy to hide the truth
The Church had it under control

Hail the Pope Joan
Hail the Pope Joan
Hail the Pope Joan

Joan burns in Hell for her sins

In moments of reflection
It all unfolds to me
I walk down through my mind
And feel a bitter cold fear
What mankind did with pretense
Of religion and belief

Away is the sun
Endless the night
Mankind's massacra
Intelligence is dead

There have been Satanic rites
In blood, inverted crosses
Expulsion of all mortals
The "good" side isn't better
Holy inquisitors on arbitrary command
Through all blasphemic centuries

Destruction and hate
Sewage of faith
Ignorant souls
The decline goes on
Man will never learn
That religion's created by man

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