Blazing, spiralling smoke
Turrets pierce the sky
Into naught they were dissolved
Beyond the needle’s eye
Falling remnants cut the earth
A mocking farewell
Choking grip of circumstance
None to sound the brazen knell
Hurled thus into the void
The foulest order of man
Those prospered few by cosmic justice
Stripped of this authority
How do we proceed?
Now climb through the scorching mist
False truths in dying embers lie
Their histories, their travesties
Leave no page unburned!
A globing sphere
Unique, now free of purpose
Gazes drop in loss as their exodus fails
Castaways with no redeemers
Captives of this toxic rock
To extinction by its masters condemned... was our flock
Transform we shall this hell
In their image it was wrought
From depths of doom to greater days
Terra shall be brought
We acclaim their curtain call
And applaud this timely leave
Inheritors are we!
[Solo: Vrath]
From their desertion reborn is our spirit
Freed of phantom chains
Slain lies Mammon at Mercury’s flank
Their poison tongues are cut
The words are ground to dust
Samarithropia! Our nouveau utopia
In screaming terror shine in this new-born dystopia
Great usurper! Salute the slaves!
False truths in flames they dance
Our histories, our travesties
Leave no word unwritten…
[Solo: Iron]
credits
from Hubris in Excelsis,
released August 21, 2015
Written by A. Von Moller / S. Vrath / J.C. Volgard
Lyrics by S. Vrath
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
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