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Intro
02:13
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Born To Hate
06:30
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I won’t you live another day
Your breathings must cease
Your life is an offence only blood can cleanse
I’m the destroyer of peace
I’m the killer of justice
I’m the slaughterer of happines
Im’ born to hate
I want you to disappear
I can’t bear your useless presence
I want you to die to fulfill my pleasure
I’m the destroyer of peace
I’m the killer of justice
I’m the slaughterer of happiness
I’m born to hate
If life is just a dream on the way to death
I’ll became your worst nightmare
I’m far away from the sun
I’m far away from the light
I’m far away from the fucking god
I’m the incarnation of evil
I was born in blood and fire
I was forged in darkness and hate
I’m the destroyer of peace
I’m the killer of justice
I’m the slaughterer of happiness
I’m born to hate
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1000 Burning Suns
04:15
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I’ll watch your skin rot
I’ll observe your lungs collapse
I’ll watch you become a living horror
I’ll laugh of your death!
Feel the warmth of 1000 burning suns!
The air will become unbreathable
The water will become poison
Every life form will slowly die
I’ll laugh of your death!
Feel the warmth of 1000 burning suns!
This is the megatons cure for you
This is the nuclear world
Stupid humanity you have created your own extinction
Useless humanity you’ve created your own end!
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The Day The Earth Died
07:04
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The sun shines no more
The wind no longer blows
Enjoy the day the earth died
Humanity passed away
And no trace of her presence remains
Enjoy the day the earth died
Humanity passed away
Deleted by her own stupidity
Enjoy the day the earth died
Your existence were useless
And with no meaning
You were the worst cancer the earth have ever had to face
A fucking metastasis which infested the planet to the core
A fucking metastasis which has to be healed
through total extermination
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The Litanies Of Satan
09:42
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Wisest of Angels, whom your fate betrays,
And, fairest of them all, deprives of praise,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
O Prince of exiles, who have suffered wrong,
Yet, vanquished, rise from every fall more strong,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
All-knowing lord of subterranean things,
Who remedy our human sufferings,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
To lepers and lost beggars full of lice,
You teach, through love, the taste of Paradise.
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You who on Death, your old and sturdy wife,
Engendered Hope — sweet folly of this life —
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You give to the doomed man that calm, unbaffled
Gaze that rebukes the mob around the scaffold,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You know in what closed corners of the earth
A jealous God has hidden gems of worth.
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You know the deepest arsenals, where slumber
The breeds of buried metals without number.
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You whose huge hand has hidden the abyss
From sleepwalkers that skirt the precipice,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You who give suppleness to drunkards' bones
When trampled down by horses on the stones,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You who, to make his sufferings the lighter,
Taught man to mix the sulphur with the nitre,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You fix your mask, accomplice full of guile,
On rich men's foreheads, pitiless and vile.
Satan have pity on my long despair!
You who fill the hearts and eyes of whores
With love of trifles and the cult of sores,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
The exile's staff, inventor's lamp, caresser
Of hanged men, and of plotters the confessor,
Satan have pity on my long despair!
Step-father of all those who, robbed of pardon,
God drove in anger out of Eden's garden
Satan have pity on my long despair!
Prayer
Praise to you, Satan! in the heights you lit,
And also in the deeps where now you sit,
Vanquished, in Hell, and dream in hushed defiance
O that my soul, beneath the Tree of Science
Might rest near you, while shadowing your brows,
It spreads a second Temple with its boughs.
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No religion shall ever guide me
No god shall ever envenom my soul
I’ll never be a sheep
I’ll never be a slave
God,Allah,Javeh,Buddha
Nothing more than empty words to my ears
Satan, shiva, kali, Vishnu
False idols to whom I’ll mever believe
I proclame myself god
I don’t recognize none above me
I follow my own path
I choose my own fate
God,Allah,Javeh,Buddha
Nothing more than empty words to my ears
Satan, shiva, kali, Vishnu
False idols to whom I’ll mever believe
I want to destroy everything you’ve created
I want to kill each one you love
I want to make you suffer
Call your inexistent gods
Pray for their help
I’ll have no mercy
I’ll have no pity
Your lives disgust me
Your beliefs make me vomit
Your weakness will mark your end
Your faith will mark your death
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Necrocosmos Genesis
07:53
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Sitting on a throne made of skulls,
I observe the worlds collapse
A sweet vision of rotting lives
Knell down and pray
Knell down and die
Your destiny is to vanish at my will
I’m the necrocosmos generator
I’m the one who’ll put an end to the exisistence
Knell down and pray
Knell down and die
Your destiny is to vanish at my will
Necrocosmos genesis
The birth of a dead cosmos
Necrocosmos genesis
The beginning of the end of life
You call the rain
I send blood
You claim for food
I send famine
You pray for peace
I send death
I consider your lives in the same way I consider my shit
I don’t care about your lives in the same way I don’t care about my fart
You’re nothing more than manure
For the dead world I want to create
Necrocosmos genesis
The birth of a dead cosmos
Necrocosmos genesis
The beginning of the end of life
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