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Attende Domine
06:03
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Attende Domine
Dextera patris, lapis angularis, via salutis, janua caelestis,
Ablue nostril, maculas delicti. Attende domine,
Quia peccavimus tibi.
Tibi fatemur, crimina admisa,
Contrite corde, pandimus oculta.
Beyond hypocrisy and misbelief,
I hate the lies you proudly crowned me with.
There is no fault in me you haven’t planned,
I resent you, my endless snake biting its tail.
We were alone, from the beginning of the time,
Alone we walked, alone we reigned,
Alone we reign, alone we die.
Dextera patris, lapis angularis, via salutis, janua caelestis,
Ablue nostril, maculas delicti. Attende domine,
Quia peccavimus tibi.
Step by step I’ve given in. Embracing life, I embraced sin.
Torn by guilt, and stunned by fear… Until the day I shed my skin.
Through centuries of darkness and deceit,
I’ve fought my way out of your restless grip.
Beyond the veil of ignorance and hate,
I see the dawn of man's dominion reborn.
We were alone, from the beginning of the time,
Alone we walked, alone we reigned.
Alone we reign, alone we die.
Step by step I crawled within. Defying death, I conquered sin.
I know no guilt, I have no fear. Today I shed away my skin.
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Agrat bat Mahlat
05:21
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Agrat bat Mahlat
Agrat bat Mahlat - praised be her name!
Agrat bat Mahlat - enthroned by God!
Agrat bat Mahlat - hated by man!
Agrat bat Mahlat - may she reign again!
The woman with whom we fall in love,
No ribs required, not made out of mud,
The woman all of us have met,
Her womb as warm as wet her breasts.
The emanation of the left,
The source of life, the whore, the priestess!
Oh goddess, I await your coming!
And every scar I put there is living,
And every tear, whispering submission,
Beyond regrets and even reason
It craves for blood, it transcends redemption.
Her house sinks down to the death,
Her course leads us all into the shades,
All who go to her cannot return,
And find again the path of life.
Oh goddess, I await your coming,
Like a child, old of being tired,
I know I’m done, silently wishing
Let it be warm, let it be soothing.
Agrat bat Mahlat - praised be her name,
Agrat bat Mahlat - enthroned by God,
Agrat bat Mahlat - hated by man,
Agrat bat Mahlat - may she reign again!
Agrat bat Mahlat!
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Curriculum Mortis
05:00
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Curriculum Mortis
Beati pauperes, beati misericordes, beati pacifici, beati mundo corde.
Blessed are the poor, for they inherited nothing,
Blessed are the merciful, for they don’t need anything from you.
Out in the desert, I had to start all over, from mud and spit and sorrow,
She procreates in pain, the future man’s order.
I came to find, among the lies, that thin red line that makes me wonder,
Who are the best, the ones who rest, forever? Forever…
I blend in, my mask unbreakable, still here, relentless,
Never tired, an unwelcome guest, trespassing, I keep the line…
Unwanted, I am the stranger.
Aware, I do not crush the firmament of wonders.
She procreates in pain, the future man’s order.
I came to find, among the lies, that thin red line that makes me wonder,
Who are the best, the ones who rest, forever?
Forever…
Blessed are the peaceful, for they are the children of man,
Blessed are hurtful, for they shall see mankind arise.
Blessed are the poor, for they will inherit nothing,
Blessed are the merciful, for they don’t need anything from you.
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She-Of-The-Left-Hand (Pistis Sophia)
Ave Sophia, gratia plena, benedicta nos, in hora mortis nostrae.
She is the reason we are weak, she is the tide that drags to sleep,
She is the one who cuts our hair; she is the one stealing our strength.
Blame her for we know it’s always her, with everything we don’t know.
Blame her for everything is wrong, so we’ve been told.
She-of-the-left-hand!
She-of-the-left-hand!
She lured us out of paradise; she helped the snake open up our eyes!
She is the one for whom we go to war, she is the one burying us afterwards!
She is the beast with seven horns; she is the filthy whore of Babylon!
She is the spear that roars for blood; she is the witch we could not ever burn!
The Womb… The Virgin… The Wandering One…
The Womb… The Virgin… Pistis Sophia.
Ave Sophia, gratia plena, benedicta nos, in hora mortis nostrae.
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In Nomine Homini
06:12
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In Nomine Homini
In nomine homini, in nomine omnia matri.
In the name of the fathers, in the name of all the mothers,
In the name of our sons and daughters, in the name of mankind!
In the name of mankind, I condemn you to die!
I do not know before I am; once I do know, I can’t decide.
If I decide, you could not be, but there you were punishing me.
Where I come from? Where do I go?
What can I know? Why I’m alone?
In the name of the fathers, in the name of all the mothers,
In the name of our sons and daughters, in the name of the whole of mankind;
In the name of the fathers, in the name of all mothers!
In the name of the fallen, in the name of all the mothers,
In the name of our sons and daughters, in the name of mankind;
I am the mind without an end! I am the will you cannot bend!
I praise the silence of the void before the absence of the word!
Where I come from? Where do I go?
What can I know? Why I’m alone?
In nomine homini, in nomine omnia matri.
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The Grand Inquisitor
05:54
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The Grand Inquisitor
And here you stand before me. You never listened.
You should have taken the deal. Feed them, shelter them, keep them warm, like we do. They don’t want freedom, the truth does not fill their bellies, it does not keep them warm, it does not make them think of heaven.
What do you have to say? Tell me, what do you have to say? What?!
I know the truth cannot be told, many of us still praise your words,
But let me tell you once again, your crooked reign has come to end.
You cannot shine on mud like sun and want them not to crack apart,
You cannot turn the other cheek after you traded teeth for teeth.
Let him burn at the stake!!!
And here you stand before me. You never listened…
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7. |
Lamentatio Christi
04:28
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Lamentatio Christi
Into the depths of hell, I have to find the reason,
To rule the world with a bloody hand…
For those who stand and are still standing,
Consumed by flames they will decay.
Ave Imperator! The cross is ready, the nails are at hand!
Ave Imperator! At your command we’ll send him to hell!
I did not come in peace - I do not like your order.
My kingdom is not here and neither yours.
We will not be the subjects of your terror.
The woman who you’ll burn at stake;
Countless killings in my name;
The hypocrites who’ll roam the earth,
Because of fear, not out of love.
Get it. We don’t need it. Can’t you see it? We don’t need it. Liar!
Into the depths of my heart, I know I need no reason,
To die for them, as you would like…
After I die I’ll become God, but before that, who’s on the cross?
Tell me, who’s on the cross?!
Father, thy will be done, take this cup away from me!
I’m not your son while I’m alive
Nor son of men until after I die.
Ave Imperator! The cross is ready, the nails are at hand!
Ave Imperator! At your command, we’ll send him to hell!
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8. |
Dies Illa
05:18
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Dies Illa
Dressed in black, he came to my door, blessing me, he asked for permission.
“Spreading the word of God is hard”. I said “It pays?!” “Yes, but so much later”.
I know your kind; you’re filled with terror.
You found a truth, but have to trade for;
Unless it spreads, its owner owns you.
I envy you, untroubled stranger. You honor me, my humble manger.
I hope you’ll sleep and dream of greatness.
You’ll rule us all, with wits and vengeance.
We’ll have it all, after we die,
When he will come, among his angels…
Prepare! Get ready! Nobody will know! Dies Illa!
“Dies iræ, dies illa, solvet sæclum in favilla,
Quantus tremor est futurus, quando Judex est venturus.”
He liked the bread, he loved the wine. But more than that, he loved submission.
He knew his trade and above all, he loved to trade in good or evil.
I know your kind; you’re filled with terror.
You found a truth, but have to trade for;
Unless it spreads, its owner owns you.
“Dies iræ, dies illa, solvet sæclum in favilla,
Quantus tremor est futurus, quando Judex est venturus.”
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9. |
Liwyatan
06:28
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Liwyatan
The endless blue before my eyes, a myriad of paths to take,
All those rags I to keep me warm,
I left them at the shore.
The unwanted toy, the heritage of blood,
My grinding teeth, the wish to drown them all.
Liwyatan
The empty, shallow eyes, the swallowed bitter tears,
The drunken breath, your silent and forbidden kiss.
I left them all behind, deep under the sand,
I am another man, who sails the sea at will.
Liwyatan – and I stood there, upon the sea, waiting for
Liwyatan – the dragon of the deep,
Liwyatan – he did not come, he was always there.
I would like to forget, I need to let it sleep,
I surely must forgive, for I will not become the same…
The endless blue before my eyes, a myriad of paths to take,
All of them lead to the same
Shore I left when I was young.
To the unwanted toy, to the drops of blood,
To the hands that grabbed, to the arms that thrived to hack.
I cannot forget, I won’t let it sleep,
I surely can’t forgive, I always were the same…
Liwyatan.
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Sincarnate Romania
Founded in 2005, SINCARNATE is a death metal band (with doom and black metal influences) from Bucharest, Romania, whose discography includes the On the Procrustean Bed MCD released by Axa Valaha in 2007, the As I Go Under LP (2010) and the Nothing Left to Give MCD (2013), both published under Hatework. ... more
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