Clandestine Blaze
Harmony Of Struggle
1. Memento Mori I
Mankind has grown strong in eternal struggles
And it will only perish through eternal peace.
2. White Corpse
Thorns have cut deep
Into bony white corpse
Infected wounds oozing
Darkened pungent rot
Death had started to take its toll
Slowly eating the remaining lifeforce
Messages of ruin
Traveling through nerves
Path leading to unseen
Pain whispering unheard tales
Disorientation - in realms beyond sense
Travel to distances - where only few can return
Living corpse seeking edge of painful sensations
When last border has been passed
Finally free of remnants of all restrictions
Ritual shall make you see beyond this diseased moment
Your place among stardust
Disorientation bringing illumination
3. Myth Turned Alive
Journey backwards in darkness
Into the metaphysical questions of man
Seeking power to materialize the myth
Tor bring forth the haunting legends
No world strong enough to stand intact
Under sorcery of mass psychosis
Prevailing reality shall crumble
In storm of fullfilment of the myth
Storm rises from north
Lightningbolts luminate face of new race
Power to materialize the myth
To bring forth the haunting legends
Mass performed on freshly broken skulls
Burning flesh like sweetest incense
Prevailing reality shall crumble
In ritual of fullfilment of the myth
Choirs... will chant in frenzy! While men burn... like ritual Candles!
Sorcery of mass psychosis!... Myth defines ...new reality.
Storm rises ...from north thunderbolts of power.. shall scorn
Choirs will chant in state of delirium! Myth defines ...new reality.
4. Face of Granite
Lifeless eyes overview silhouette
Of burning cities
No grin of joy or remorse to be seen
Light of flame dances on surface of face
Face of granite
Sculptured in honour of the memories
Face of granite
Spirit immortalized in the first stone
Hardened hands
Carving monuments of Devotion
Every bit of the hammer
Blade carves away element of weakness
Blisters will grow
In new soft hands
Ears ring in symphony
Of hammer and granite
Sculptured in honour of the memories
Spirit immortalized in first stone
Faces of granite
Overviews the life and death
5. Messiah for the Dying World
In the depths of consciousness
Battle of doubt and faith rages
No day or night goes on
Without disorientation of human mind
The observation of metaphysical nature
Matters beyond language of man
Matters beyond capacity of understanding
Messiah? Breathing poisonous wrath to dying world of man
Demonic spirit? His presence is haunting, luring, captivating.
Rupturing chaos? Destruction of existence, liberating man from his pain.
Cosmic law? The order of it all,
Crushing misinterpretations under unstoppable movement.
Microcosms build for honor of the presence
Icons and monuments crafted as representations
It's cold emotionless nobility
Allows disbelief lurk in the minds of worm-like men
Even the best tremble under magnitude of inhumane
Even the best turn in horror!
Messiah? Breathing poisonous wrath to dying world of man
Demonic spirit? His presence is haunting, luring, captivating.
Rupturing chaos? Destruction of existence, liberating man
Cosmic law? In disbelief of misfortune then have born into
If only certitude was granted
If only he could answer once
Thrown into world of illusions
Drapes of Darkness with unveiled Secrets
Disoriented of everything else
But goal in this putrid moment
While laws of microcosm remain impure
Rot the calling us mason of temple of ultimate power
Ut quid, Domine, recessisti longe?
6. Wings of the Archangel
The archangel spreads its wings in front of the mass
Symbolizing the new era of faith
Casting shadows upon worshippers
Petrified mortals, who gaze upon this divine sight
Salvation, too grotesque to comprehend
You are the sacrificial
You are the tainted icon
Lost souls wandering in abandoned lands
Lost forms mutated, into vilest diseases!
Word burns in hottest flame of incineration
In scorn of cycle of life and death
Organic matter turn into ash erasing any trace of lesser man
Messengers of salvation dressed in cloaks of doom
Eyes wide open petrified mortals
Gaze on reflection of something so gruesome
Divine light behind him!
You are the sacrificial!
You are the tainted icon!
You are the torch that is shining so bright
You are the charred corpse in grave
Process of divine formation taking place
You are the blossom of new flesh
You are the rotten meat in a hook
Scattered fragments unmatched to their desires
You are the sacrificial
You are the tainted icon
Lost souls wandering in abandoned lands
You are the altar of worship
You are the vessel of new spirit
Lost souls confused and seeking
7. Memento Mori II
8. Autumn of Blood and Steel
New breed of warriors of unholy war
Battlefields of unseen magnitude
Spraying blood thickens in air
Blood-red mist covers the landscape
World howls in anguished state
Trembling under rhythm of flesh penetrating steel
As the leaves turn dead and fall
So shall fall the mankind as we know it
Torchbearers of new sinister light
On the mission once predicted in scriptures
We laid down the stones of new temple
We chanted on their names as saviors of spirit
World howls in anguished state
Trembling under mind crumbling ideas
As the leaves turn dead and fall
So shall fall the world of worms
9. Memento Mori III
The overman...
Who has organized the chaos of his passions,
Given style to his character, and become creative.
Aware of life's terrors,
He affirms life without resentment.
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