Liturgy of Death
Those who exist here and now In no time shall vanish and drift away Those who exist here and now In no time shall vanish and drift away All is void, death reigns supreme Eternal monarch, as all fades nothing endures To dust all shall return Existence shatters In the void all horrors evolve Sokan imádkoznak a templom homályában De mind porrá lesznek sírjukhoz vannak rendelve Ismerd meg önmagad Orákulum Mi az ember My dead cry, reborn Come to me, dead spell Lеt us burn We shall reshape this rеality Let us burn Burn alive, awaken Raise from your frozen slumber Behold I have descended From the dead cross Mission fulfilled What will be is not and what was will not be will made flesh Carved into the bones of reality None shall exist In this cursed domain My unholy Death's agony Has revived my lifeless heart
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Behold the majestic destroyer of the worlds A cut through destiny with his fierce sword Return to ravage to annihilate the faith To end this Aeon's civilization once again Thousand torments Unholy ritual Bladeborn redeemer Dead bodies and souls Behold shattered idols Behold profane offering Behold the sacred descends Behold the sanctum bleeds Burning altars consumed by storm of time The heads of false saints crumble into dust Their sanctuariеs rot beneath the dеfiled soil The end unfolds where genesis began now Breathe the flames Of my deathwish divine My ashen grace Burn all dead church, burn Burn dead world, burn Burn all dead church, burn Thousand torments Unholy ritual Bladeborn redeemer Dead bodies and souls Hark shattered idols Hark profane offering Hark the sacred descends Hark the sanctum bleeds Burn all dead church, burn Burn, ritual spirit, burn Divine corrosion The crown of madness The knowledge of nothing Nameless and infinite Unborn The eternal blackened coil Behold the majestic destroyer of the worlds A cut through destiny with his fierce sword Return to ravage to annihilate the faith To end this Aeon's civilization once again Burning altars consumed by the storm of time The heads of false saints crumble into dust Their sanctuaries rot beneath defiled soil The end unfolds where genesis began now Divine corrosion Destroy all that was manifested Shatter what was formed Burn all dead church, burn
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All creation rots In fate's obscene laughter No mercy, no order Only chaos remains Death strikes down Old age, time is a prison You mourn your pain The birth of wretched death Torment incarnate Cleansed in fever In death's cold embrace Visions haunt the skull Angry, howling demons Abyss without end The misery that once was man Funeral of existence The grip of nightmares Ever growing Time corrodes of the spirit We drown in bottomless torment The end draws near Shadows rise like monoliths Each breath exhales Despair from the tomb Death's parade Funeral of existence A spectral hymn Cursed and eternally chained One truth remains Always the same Born under the weight of fate Our cursed life is but a fleeting flame There is no solace in the void Funeral of existence
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Standing at death's door Gazing at my destiny Moments of peccable life Flash before my eyes Time comes to a halt The clock hands melt Into the dark shadows Of infinite solitude Where spirits chant in tongues Oh, eventual affright Religions defiled Temple of bones Propitious death Oh, pristine persistent Almighty passing Oh, majestic Finis Entomb me now Let the blaze transpiercing this clay die Let the circle of еternal life die Opеn the gates of your realm Fly me on thewings of decay To the everlasting The order of the propitious death Entomb me now Shall my ashes arise? And return to thou Oh, majestic Finis Entomb me now Lightning shall complete my rite Delight and misery I bury them equally From the sacred pyre My ashes arise Victors of death Temple of bones Noble end Victors of end Propitious death
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Nothing is more deceptive Nothing is more insidious than human life The greatest bliss is to never be born Numquam nasci summum graudium To long toward the infinite’s end I have entered the path of death I walk in the middle of this cursed life You have no right, no power to summon me back The end has come Behold, we all move toward death I have spoken the sentence of absolution upon myself Thеre is no certainty and the worst may still to comе Earthly Filth Burdens Eternal and hopeless decay The wise soul longs for death Its his desire his every thought and every act Striving toward the eternal end A hunger that can never die Human life is merely A point in eternal time What is the use of prolonging What barely exceeds nothingness I have spoken The sentence of absolution upon myself And it's almost certain The worst is yet to come Earthly filth Burdens Eternal decay The peak attained The dissolve into nothingness The greatest bliss is to never be born Konvoká Morto
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026