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The Misanthrope Full Album Lyrics

Insulter - The Misanthrope cover art
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Album

The Misanthrope

(2018)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresThrash Metal, Death Metal
Album rating :  –
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Lyrics > I > Insulter Lyrics (17) > The Misanthrope Lyrics (9)
Submitted by level 21 Eagles (2018-03-07)
1. Intro (1:01)
Instrumental
2. Legion's Lust (3:15)
Darkness falls
Hammers hush
Now the guitar strikes

Drums are pounding
Bass is roaring
Like thunder in the night

Always bust, being dust
Banished by our sound
Legion’s lust, in hell we trust
Ironbound is our crowd

Dressed to kill
With leather and spikes
When we are going wild

Conquer the night
Ready to fight
Battlecries in the air

Throaty cries
As the full moon rises
In union we stand

Bang your heads
And hail the cult!
Is our last command

Always bust, being dust
Banished by our sound
Legion’s lust, in hell we trust
Ironbound is our crowd
3. Zombie Forces (4:28)
Sun goes down and darkens the earth
The moon arises turns in bloody red
Ground is shaking you cannot escape
No place to hide, watch every shade

The Undead awaken this can’t be real
Hungry for flesh, and you are their meal
Humans flee, screams in the distance
Did you believe, in Zombie's existence?

Zombie Killing Spree
Demonic Evil Forces
Zombie Killing Spree
Demonic Evil Forces

They show no mercy, are never satisfied
Soulless murders, senseless to fight
You lost your children, lost your wife
Still hearing their screams while eaten alive
Chaos and madness now ruling the day
Body parts spreading your way
This is the end, countdown till death
They will kill you and all others on earth

Zombie Killing Spree
Demonic Evil Forces
Zombie Killing Spree
Demonic Evil Forces
4. Horny Necromaniac (4:39)
He came from a land of lust and satisfaction
Travelled so far, travelled without action
The sweat is flowing the hands are shaking
He searched for dead virgin corpses
His dick is rotten, unbearably smelling
The eyes are empty and the route is clear
He is naked, his body is fucking torn
Blood and cold sperm is running out of him

Horny Necromaniac
Horny Necromaniac
Horny Necromaniac
Horny Necromaniac

Raped the living after years of putrid abstinence
He gives a hundred tons of reeking sperm
Fills up the girls with his necrojuice
His liquid injection is ripened like whisky
Aroused by female carcasspussies
Her remains are always ritualcooked
Cemetery sluts save necros continuity
Deadly evolution brings out necrokids

He came from a land of lust and satisfaction
Travelled so far, travelled without action
The sweat is flowing the hands are shaking
He searched for dead virgin corpses
His dick is rotten, unbearably smelling
His eyes are empty and the route is clear
He is naked, his body is fucking torn
Blood and cold sperm is running out of him
5. Past Rituals of the Misanthrope (5:29)
Hear the call of the devil’s blood
Feel the flame, rises within
You’re forced to fight, the holy cross
Devastate the wretched heritage

Past rituals of the Misanthrope – Misanthrope
Final fall of the whore – Whore
Past rituals of the Misanthrope – Misanthrope
Final fall of the whore – Whore

Legions soar up from burning hell
March to conquer Christian souls
Inflict suffering over Vatican
Bring down the pope’s tyranny

Past rituals of the Misanthrope – Misanthrope
Final fall of the whore – Whore
Past rituals of the Misanthrope – Misanthrope
Final fall of the whore – Whore

Demise of jehova’s lies
Resurrection of blackened skies
You should doom deceptive prayers
Raising high the devil’s banner
6. Riders of War (3:21)
he morning sun rises, and the brave wake up
Get on your horses, is the kings order
Ride into the enemies land
Under the sun or moon, let the blood run red
Heavy armours, lances and blades
Crushing madness, now death awaits
Roaring Gallop, bevor the steel collides
Fast as a storm, we are the mounted knights

Get on your horse - armored rider
Ride like the wind - riders of war
Get on your horse - glorious hussar
Ride like the wind - riders of war

Break into the enemies lines
Lances hit hearts
Faster than the sound, of their cries
Pounding hooves, of the mounted elite
Armored riders, into glory ride

Get on your horse - armored rider
Ride like the wind - riders of war
Get on your horse - glorious hussar
Ride like the wind - riders of war

Roaring Gallop, before the steel collides
Fast as a storm, we are the mounted knights
Pounding hooves, of the mounted elite
Armored riders, into glory ride

Get on your horse - armored rider
Ride like the wind - riders of war
Get on your horse - glorious hussar
Ride like the wind - riders of war
7. 'Til Dawn (4:18)
I am the christslayer
For the devil’s mighty empire
Fall on your knees
cry for help of your god
I’m the emperor
The lord of the hells
You bastard sons
Gonna beg for mercy

Erase the face of The earth
They’ll tremble all along
Behead them with thy axe
Run And spread their guts
‘til dawn

I am the deathbringer
The son of Lucifer
Rip out your eyes
And drown in your own blood
I am the monarch
The one who kills the weak
You little sheep
Will lose your head tonight

Erase the face of the earth
They’ll tremble all along
Behead them with thy axe
Run And spread their guts
‘til dawn
8. Infernal Warfare (4:39)
Hunting in the darkness, invisible I kill
Searching in the distance, to take that life away
Dwelling in the shadows, creeping disguised
Unseen in the past, deadly arise

Semblance of safety, you hide behind a wall
Lurking in a corner, try to kill my pals
I get you in my sights, release the safety catch
Eyes are focusing, holding my breath

More endless war
Deathbringer awaits a higher score
More endless war
Deathbringer awaits a higher fall

No other decision, as i bend my finger
The bullet on it’s way, unseen Deathbringer

More endless war
Deathbringer awaits a higher score
More endless war
Deathbringer awaits a higher fall

Life is a bitch, and irony a gun
Cause behind my back, someone’s preps are done
No other decision, as he bends his finger
The bullet on it’s way, my Deathbringer
9. Into Battle II - Misanthropic Death (4:44)
As the sun lights the sky, shines on killing fields
The morning fog removes, reveals, ratton’s feed

Walking trough the corpses, on my trembling knees
Face wiped out existences, is this real or just a dream

The earth drinks the blood, of stertorous broken men
Woes break their will, they scream, like they are damned to hell

Banners held high and swords cut through flesh
At the end remains misanthropic death
Fight for a crown and die for a king
Misanthropic sets don’t offer a chance to win

Dried tears on their jowls, spiritless shells
Once they were known as friends, horror, I can’t find a sense

The battle is over, but no time to rest
These sights torture my mind, Horror, I can’t breathe again

Banners held high and swords cut through flesh
At the end remains misanthropic death
Fight for a crown and die for a king
misanthropic sets don’t offer a chance to win

This is just the battle’s end - Tortures are not over my friend
Destruction across the land
Who will rebuild our walls - Who has to wash the corpses
Dead friends can’t be healed again
Tortures are never done - and now the nightmares come
Suffer, you can’t run

Fight for a crown and die for a king
Misanthropic sets don’t offer a chance to win
Banners held high and swords cut through flesh
At the end remains misanthropic death
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