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XI

(2005)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresDeath Metal
LabelsConquer Records
Album rating :  -
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XI Lyrics

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1. The Counting of Quartered Heavens (0:42)
2. The Enemy Within (2:52)
In my house
The halls are empty
And only serpents billow there

Some of them
Are the pinnated serpents
They want me to know when they're dying

Some others try
To devour their own tails
Thinking they can wrap the world

I tread their faces
The human faces
And I cannot hear the bones crack

Do I need the enemy
Who doesn't know how to attack
Nor cannot translate love to hate

Every night I nestle close
Against the wet walls
My eyes get used to dark

Raveling bodies
Waving unceasingly
And I'm still searching for the only one

The one whose face
Is the most beautiful
Only him has risen on the feed of my heart

And it's him
Who had been seen by my side
While I was painting tails on the sky

But my children were given
The venom by him

I'll keep walking along the halls in my house
Until everything of this ends
Not afraid of that
The snakes might run short
I just don't want to know if I have already
Trodden that one
3. Faith (3:26)
Throw the whore and fuck her
On the coated altar
Fuck till she hisses
Let her spit the venom out
And you check how much
Truth is in her

Let the light
Distorted with the stained-glass
Emphasize her geometry
And check if there's point
To draw another formula
Maybe ask her for a number
4. The List (2:25)
From nothing, it could not rise
After all, somewhere
Preying on rumour, feed it proud
Fear is born, the list

Growing fear, the tanks
One hundred and fourty four strong
Have been equipped with horns
The Mozart's requiem, will be performed

What are you waiting for?
Copulate, procreate the herds
Of half-hump-backed idiots
Statistically, someone may survive

What is the owner of the list?
Am I registered to?
No talks, up and down the streets
No table-talks indoor
The list of enemies

Nothing to feed
The conversation with
But fear still feeds the hate
All rivers flowing red
Unleashed hell
After all the rain will remain
5. Degrade Flower (2:54)
Eight famous heads
Hung on my belt
I start my march again
(Better degrade you flowers now)
Seven glamourous eyes
Shining in my faces
I am the winter of your world

Six forbidden tomes
I've studied for years
Three times they burnt in my heart

Five arms I've prepared
To paint the destruction
With flesh and blood on the wood

Four of fools I met
I told them perfect lies
I'm your most suitable truth

Three I'll raise to square
Signing it three times
And then you'll beg inverted

Two prisoners I'll release
Condemned at one
The only
Flower which will survive
Preying on myriad of bodies
6. God Eater (3:02)
Very middle of desert snowy ground
Human children alone
With the purity of snow and fright
Modeling the snowmen

In giving them their names
One opposing another
The signs appeared in the skies
And started the red rain

God eater Your good lords made me unfaithful
I shall devour ludicrous idols of yours
And make you equal before the truth of death

No more scraps of meat at wood
No leper rivers rites
No taking the sun and the moon down
No black goats, no white lambs
Just one hungry wolf

God eater
No more them all
Eat my fill now
7. Charming Maidens With No Skin (4:00)
I build the cubes
I keep the city safe
My brain's my friend
Known since moment of autopsy

Charming maidens without skin
Forthcoming in extended line
Generations tried to find
Way to decode this order

I should die,
I should die eleven times
But I can't
Hellish clocks counting the end
But not mine
I'm still alive

I take a look at the watch
Just eleven past eleven
Nations fell, lands deformed
Still eleven past eleven

Charming maidens without skin
Trying to burn me with napalm
Hidden in A-Bomb craters
I'll rape them one by one
8. The Seven Virtues of Divine (2:48)
The seven virtues divine
Making human close to god

Follow these virtues
The divine seven

Hate:
The primal one
'Tis the fuel
Hate is what makes the human differ(ent)
From the other beings
Ever grown in or trodden the earth

Fear:
Hate's ally
This is what makes us strong
It gives the power to perform the evil

War: What would the man become without war?
It devours many to give the power to many

Control:
The might and reign
Its intrication exists
Does exist
In order to satiate ones with others collapse

Subordination:
'Til you become strong
Enough you have to obey
The institutions of faith and power

Revenge:
The sweetness of persistence
The memory of our race
The reason to stay alive

Envy:
No rapture for us
No rapture of possessing
Let's live by all that belongs to others

And so in short I depict
The race we have replaced,
My dear rats
9. Searching For The Beauty (3:13)
Ugliness consists of the scraps of beauty
Evil from the pieces of good
Life's just only thousands of deaths
Happiness doesn't consist of anything

Through veins of the world hate does flow
The maggots prey inside
I take them in my hand one by one
In search for beauty

Six cases I have with God
Six ordeals to go through
Six eyes to see the beauty

I walk down the fallen cultures
Grinning with my open wounds
Hanged on trees bodies I pull
On putrid lips the kiss I leave

I thrusts myriads of birds away
On highways empty and dead
They fell first as it has been written
I look for beauty in them

Six cases I have with Devil
Six times I withstood the test
Six stakes I lit up

No more aves in the azure sky
No more fish in waving waters
No creatures left to furrow the ground
No predators in steepes
No more apes in tree-tops
And there's no proud crown of creation
Only me, dead man walking
Stamping the seventh seal
Is what left to do
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