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Necrocosmos Genesis

by Mors Spei

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    Six tracks + intro of raw black metal. Recorded, mixed and mastered at Wolf Lair's Abyss by Wolf. Cover by Mirko Serino, layout by Wolf

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1.
Intro 02:13
2.
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
3.
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!
4.
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
5.
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 Envenom Me 05:49
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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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released December 29, 2016

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