Clinging to the scriptures
Bestowed divine authority
The earth in flames beneath thy feet
With the ashes of their sin replete
Their feeble minds too weak to grasp
Their fading souls at final gasp
In tragedy fury is born
Dethrone the seed of hope forlorn
In hope forlorn… come the children of celestial scorn!
Release us from our spurious bond
Deliver us to a life beyond
An end to this immortal sanctum
Awaken us from delirium
As tyrants feast... at the world's crest
All hail to us! The cross oppressed
They falter, they succumb; into dominance they fall
An unconquerable hurdle under which no man can crawl
No quarter will be given and no mercy shall be sought
For an age devoid of empathy a new reality has been wrought
We'll suffer no resistance
From the dregs of human existence
Adorn them, gift them with chains
As slaves they were born - they remain!
They falter, they succumb; under butchery they fall
An unconquerable fervour in the justice of the maul
No quarter will be given and no mercy shall be sought
For an age devoid of empathy, a new reality has been wrought
[Solo: von Moller]
Destroy the past to dominate the future
Restore the Gods to satisfy the weak
A cautionary truth for an apocryphal order
A paradox repeats in the saga of imperishable slaughter
credits
from Hubris in Excelsis,
released August 21, 2015
Written by S. Vrath / J.C. Volgard
Lyrics by S. Vrath
supported by 34 fans who also own “As Tyrants Feast...”
never been a big death metal fan but this is actually super accessible for the genre, has fun concepts, and personally i'm always a fan of albums with short tracklists and huge runtimes (for individual songs) Great time, good jumping on point for newbies too. alienasu
Scorching black metal from Houston, featuring members of Night Cobra, Oceans of Slumber, Venomous Maximus, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 7, 2023
supported by 28 fans who also own “As Tyrants Feast...”
I'd say Havukruunu is the rightful holder of the Crown and the mantle of Quorthon. Epic choirs, vikingesque themes and tales from the other times, of the Finnish paganism back in the days before our ancestors were brought to the cross and forced to kneel while feeling the bloody sword of saviour on their throats made to kiss the hand of murderers who burnt thousands, tore down our holy places and took our holy days. Eyes teary I listen to these songs, never forgiving the crimes of the cross! Peikonmieli