I Am Dead / The Wrong Master letra

Complacency slaverings of misanthropism repressed

Oppressive blackness -
Inks over pleas of an another dying sun
Hails rebirth of a once-deposed past
Transcended some wild night
Of tormented spirits

In the abyss calling for mine

Oh ! egeria of passion
Which incubus spirit thine majestuous steps disfigured so
Unto such a spasmodic waltz
For in wailing vortex
Nights throughout with every defaced life intrigue

Where is there blood that drips to see
That's only curdled red wheresoever to see
Never would nor should i ever know whence infinity admire
Am i conscious i am dead
Lost in hypnotic dispossession of my soul
But the only thing i know is the fear to die

The fear to die

Delectations of limbonic art
Embrace me for more than twelve
Out of knowledge....
.... and here
Saved by dogmatic possession of my soul
Never shall i....


Die !

Aaaaargh! Bloody 2-handed Chainaxe Blow - Letras

• Aestheticism
• Anamnesis (The Theory Of The Apocalypse)
• Angelic Chimera
• Animal Empathy (Devouring the Beast)
• Application: Word Of Death
• Essence
• I Am Dead / The Wrong Master
• Into Me Winter
• Living Patriarchy
• Summer Storms
• The Hysteric Vomit
• Tonal
• Vengeance