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Collectors of the King

(2010)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresBlack Metal
LabelsRegain Records
Album rating :  70 / 100
Votes :  1
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Collectors of the King Lyrics

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Submitted by level Besi Karat
1. Resurrection (0:54)
2. Stabbed by the Horns (4:57)
Gasping in the night, stabbed by the horns
Moans beneath the pentagram, fuelling the spirit of the ritual
Shivers hanging from the cross
Blood streaming from the signs on your chest

Possessive hands coming forth from the night
Strapped before the signs of Hell

You're shivering, goose bumped shivering

Split your legs apart, riding the thorns, eyes white rolling in possession
For the shadow you shall spread, pulled to the horned, forcing penetration

Horned for the beast, for me the path growing stronger

Choke hold victory... choke hold victory...

Gasping in the night, fulfillment, stabbed by the horns

Screams beneath the pentagram, stabbed by the horns
Screams beneath the pentagram, hanging upon the inverted cross

Raw mercy laid down, occult madness and rituals
Goring glory rising the dead, mirroring future in my eyes

You're shivering, no escaping the spells, your shivering is the pleasure

Choke hold victory... choke hold victory...
3. Burning the Earth (5:17)
Rushing through the sky, hunting the horizon, hunting towards the end
The eyes of a man suffers the rage of our infinite master
Power and passion, hate and sins, raise your fires from the abyss within

Fire sweeping the earth, ruining the soil, as the rage strikes upon you
Fire, bleeding fire, smoke burying breathing living remains, covering your remains

Spirits from below rushing from the caves, setting fire to the sky
Turning ancient wisdom against the earth
Satan opening the gates, embrace the fires towards your skin

Rushing through the sky, hunting the horizon, hunting towards the end
The eyes of a man suffers the rage of our infinite master
Power and passion, hate and sins, raise your fires from the abyss within

Glory, spitting fire, never again
Raging Antichrist burning the earth - fire!

Fire sweeping the earth, cracking the soil, as the rages strikes upon you
Fire, bleeding fire, smoke burning breathing living remains, covering your remains

Enter the gates, see the force arising

Rushing through the sky, hunting the horizon, hunting towards the end
The eyes of a man suffers the rage of our infinite master
Power and passion, hate and sins, raise your fires from the abyss within
4. In Honour of Satan (5:28)
The rites of black candles and death, the scent of blood and incense
Through the smoke of the burning cauldron, I call upon Thee

Him who absorbs the light, Mephisto, I pronounce your blasphemic name
He who enjoys the stench of sulphur, Satan

I demand your powers to serve my will, I perform the evil dance
As thou danced before Solomon, o mighty Belial

Kingdom of God is open for me
I desecrate the holy gate in honour of Satan

I indulge in perversion and sin
Oh, great lord Lucifer, grant fulfilment upon my desires

My soul is the key to Satan's kingdom of magic

In honour of Satan, demons rejoice
In honour of Satan, I spill blood, the blood of man

In honour of Satan, demons rejoice
In honour of Satan, I spill blood, the blood of man
5. Collectors of the King (4:14)
Kneel down from the whispers of the demon

Within the flames searching deeper in this force, incense of madness and lust
Drawn, so close, to the gates, your streaming possessively shivers

Overwhelming your senses, you're suffering the teeth clinching rage
Born of demon, fear

Revile for me the lusts, fall for the gates of Satan

For the man, there has never been nothing
Still bowing through the winds of dust
Forever in time shall their knees face the flames
Awaiting the collectors of the king

Revile for me the lusts, fall for the gates, set you in the trance

Rites upon the man
Forever doomed to serve, reaching in for the flesh and lost
Bowing your heads for no mercy

For the man, there has never been nothing
Still bowing through the winds of dust
Forever in time shall their knees face the flames
Awaiting the collectors of the king

Forever they serve in honor of the one, so merciless upon the slaves of the light
Forth from the mist, serve the might of Satan
6. Eternal Damnation (3:54)
So pure the passions, overwhelming the shattered remains, all lost for the once so giving
Searching further, far from the soil, there is nothing left, no light for the living

Reaching out in hope, stretching out towards blackened skies
Thunder hunting down your whispers towards the heavens
The eye can see the dooming of dreams, cracking through the false, the mountain overwhelming
With the angels seduced through unholy rites, your wounds are open and starving, terror upon you, feeding the terror

Falling from the sky, the ashes of heaven
The wind sweeping away the spirits of Christ
Lonely lies the prays, forgotten are the symbols of a brighter distance
Feast upon the slaves, the king of temptation... the king of temptation...

Hordes of demon possessed, crawling in masses, feeding the fires arising from the depths
Ravens swirling the empty landscapes, the dark lord harvest through the possessed

Fall for ruler of the earth, Satan

Masses of chaos, inlicting the eternal damnation
Masses of war, ending all
7. The Ancient Crown of Glory (4:10)
Sick senses and the arms straight out in the dark
His silence, screaming without a sound
Bowing his head setting the crown on the right, slowly turning
The eyes of glory, the old one you never knew, the eyes you never knew

Gazing from the shadow, crippled hands towards your skin
Moving in for the slashing, rushing through the light
The man is silent, yet the chaos overwhelming, serving the greater
The man you knew so well

Forcing your eyes to open, where lies remains of the harvesting of the damned
Madman serving hellish winds, the old man drooling, on his once own blood

The eyes you never knew

Ripping your wounds, who is the tailor of these, macabre, senses of death
Rattling your bones, from what raises the spells setting fire to the flesh

The eyes you never knew

Forcing your eyes to open, no remains beyond the harvest
Madman serves the hellish winds, old man's ancient crown of glory, glory Sathanas
8. May Madness Hunt You Down (5:06)
Death, screaming without a sound
Wizards of madness, commanding beasts
May madness hunt you down
Raging through the dusty air

Fallen far behind, these symbols of God
Empty landscapes to fill with passion of the temptator
Apocalyptic dreams, awaking the depths
Suffocated dreamers, enlightening the portal

Through me, enriching the mind
The winds carving souls, eternal breaths of nothing
Through me, enriching the mind
The path, bright before you I stand

Through me, enriching the mind
Only I search out the key for the one to enter
The path, searching for the codes, may madness hunt you down
The path, bright before you I stand

Death, screaming without a sound
Wizards of madness, commanding beasts
May madness hunt you down
Raging through the dusty air

Through me, enriching the mind
The winds carving souls, eternal breaths of nothing
Through me, enriching the mind
The path, bright before you I stand
9. Wisdom of Perfection (4:40)
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