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Current | |
Armand | Guitars (1999-present) |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals (1999-present) |
Member(bands): Psychotype, Faust | |
VX | Keyboards (2009-present) |
Member(bands): Thy Disease, Atrophia Red Sun, Stan Snu, Thea | |
Anders "Astat" Johansen | Drums (2011-present) |
Member(bands): Nihilo | |
Past | |
Got | Bass |
Member(bands): Faust | |
Hord Beraht | Drums |
Rob | Drums |
Yarpen | Vocals |
Kulak | Bass (1999) |
Marianek | Drums (1999-2000) |
Koshen | Keyboards (1999-?) |
Member(bands): Faust | |
Shock | Bass (2000-?) |
Panzer | Drums (2001-?) |
Member(bands): Psychotype, Faust, War-saw, Serpentia | |
Mortifer | Bass (2009-2013) |
(R.I.P. 2013) Member(bands): Hate, Saltus, Sinful (live), Vesania (live) | |
Icanraz | Drums (2009-?) |
Member(bands): Corruption, Voidfire, Abused Majesty, Christ Agony, Devilish Impressions, Virgin Snatch, Asgaard (live), Deathcon, Diseased, Via Mistica, Hermh, Pigface Beauty |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Wrathorn | Full-length | 2004 | Show album |
2 | Callous Kagathos | Full-length | 2007 | Show album |
3 | Black Sun Rising | Full-length | 2009 | Show album |
4 | Machine of Creation | Full-length | 2015 | Show album |
Wrathorn
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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April 26th, 2004 | Empire Records | EMP CD 036 | CD | |
2004 | Adipocere Records | CD AR 094 | CD |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars |
Shock | Bass |
Panzer | Drums |
Koshen | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Jacek Wiśniewski | Cover art, Design |
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1. | Intro | 00:51 | instrumental |
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2. | Blustud | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
walking the paths of urbanmaze i’ve grown tough with facts to face i reached the hard ground and much futhe below giving out no damn sound of complaint with what i saw i’ve been alone a wolf leading its pack you come and go i don’t give a fuck never wanted you or needed couldn’t care less walk on i won’t feel seeded cos i live only for myself i’d reather not cos all fades away with no second thought this is all i’ve got to say live is so fragile and so is the feeling can’t affoeth another loss find it damn killing |
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3. | Vorpal | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
wake up- give me my silver vorpal wake up- i pass away by the portal stand up- hearts the beats wake up- meet the beats wake up- bring me my silver vorpal wake up- make my fucking immortal stand up-hearts beats wake up- real meat from the history of our death black dreams bring the messages a new generation comes into existence thought the fucking worlds has forgotten one- on the border under the sky one- on the end roads of devilish realm children of the worse god they are they will be wake up- give me my silver vorpal wake up- i pass away by the portal stand up- hearts the beats wake up- meet the beats wake up- bring me my silver vorpal wake up- make my fucking immortal stand up-hearts beats wake up- real meat from the point of beginning our hopes are our feelings only naked knife in our face like a day of oblivion in me come on, come to me - in race thay see - who can be children of the worse god they are genuine let them be |
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4. | Diamond | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
ina heart crushed hard a cold diamond is stuck still let me understand: who i am? what should i feel? the sence of existence, so grey got stuck in my past day how long, please tell me will i search for thee? in the mirror made of diamond with the dream realm i bond there my future i can see please, from this dream set me free when the night halls with the starry spark my mirror breds the perfect dark there sounds foggish tune of pain it’s not blood, that runs in my vein in the mirror made of diamond with the dream realm i bond there my future i can see please, from this dream set me free |
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5. | Muertos | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
remember, and don’t forget it’s a hard lonely ride once you get on the track it fucking hurts inside i’m cold deep inside i squeeze the glass can’t be a particle life won’t just pass numb inside with the booze i anticipate and can’t help it’s sudden burst and ooze through my senseless lids i stare at the door and wish for the end red drops fall on the floor day turns into another remember, and don’t forget it’s a hard lonely ride once you get on the track it fucking hurts inside ass kicked hurd mind fucked up keeping a low profile you won’t ever look up it’s hurts to the bone so i drink alone swallowing another beer mixed with salty tear wvert day i lose my life pursuing the unattainable i make me life so undurable ass kicked hurd mind fucked up keeping a low profile you won’t ever look up |
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6. | Lifeitis | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
he just want to sleep for another day longing for jis mother’s craing arms he ended up where people pass away leaving behind no memories or names in a place where tried rain cleans urba veins all the pain dosn’t fell the same as he remembers it somehow lost his dreams on his hard way to hell here’ nothing is what it seems even angels cannot tell he has’t awaken for two days now and no one cares who, whay or how craving for the oblivious paradise he’s changed all he’s seen into it’s size somehow lost his dreams on his hard way to hell here’ nothing is what it seems even angels cannot tell holding his own arms tight pretending to pray and cray can’t convince the far blue sky to let him cease and die he just wants to sleep for another day |
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7. | Sickened | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
i must close my eyes i won’t speak again can’t tell more lies nothing is the same don’t need you fear don’t want your help i’ve been so weird and always by myself can’t stand it any more life makes me so sick one day i’ll stop that fight i’ll turn my back on light don’t try getting near if you’re scared of seen i’m just a freak i’m so fucking sick |
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8. | Cyberian Dance | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
black red eys the dark pours out from the scars with his invitation to the bloodthirsty dance the psychoclown shievers in the delirious trance eveything that belongs to you -dead all things that you have - bad the machine behind you tries to cut off your head the flames of agnnazazar aim to shot you dead you haven’t escaped and stayed to fight what do you recon? who will be the winner tonight? you take up your sword and start to fight slaying the losers- you strenghtened your might! call on your brothers to help you survive hance you’ve got onto the track of terminators’s dance when the right time comes, on mighty my sing follow me to chase enemies: mine and thine pay evil for evil, giv no one a chance as the psychoclown didn’t in his cyberian dance the scriming laughter comes from the coffin’s creak the terminator’s black mouth relases the army of the sick you- the last man on earth! dripping with blood reeking of putrefaction watch out for the sing if you wanna be the solider of destruction!!! |
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9. | Wrathorn | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
owerwhelmed by dream of power you cry of night and fear the day dreams lend you a stong idenity reality will make you pay days blur into a year what no one dares- you may just tray to pull throught one more day... one more day no hope, no straw to catch no god, you ask to much numb inside, let down again pice of mind, all in vain agonized minot aur in the maze of ordinary moments shape the days to your pace clench fists hard, holler! treat your life like a war unless you fight- you’ll fall do what you will, live be the rule be the master, not his tool no hope, no straw to catch no god, you ask to much numb inside, let down again pice of mind, all in vain |
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Callous Kagathos
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 20th, 2007 | Empire Records | EMP CD 068 | CD | |
2008 | Metal Mind Productions | MMP CD 0605 | CD |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Koshen | Keyboards |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars, Vocals (backing), Narration |
Guest/Session | |
Luxas | Bass, Vocals (clean), Songwriting (tracks 6, 8, 11) |
Monika Urlik | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Michał Sołtan | Guitars (solo) (tracks 2, 4, 9, 10, 12, 13) |
Hord Beraht | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Melissa | Lyrics |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Michał Karcz | Cover design |
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1. | Modern Victimology | 02:20 | Show lyrics |
My gaze shattered your blissful asylum Look into those pits of misery again The only eyes that don’t reflect your beauty I’m of the ancient breed More callous than Kagathos though Mine are the Merciless Acts against Merciful Stemming from my Insatiable Lust for Life I’ll pour my Despair into you You will be Victimized by the Victim You will Serve the Servant Face the Modern Callous Vicimology During the Grand Ceremonial of Denial ----- Moje spojrzenie zburzyło twoje błogie schronienie Spójrz w te doły nędzy jeszcze raz Jedyne oczy , które nie odbijają twojego piękna Jam ze starożytnej rasy Jednak bardziej callous ( nieczuły, stwardniały) niż Kagathos Moimi są bezlitosne czyny wymierzone w miłosiernych Wynikające z niezaspokojonej żądzy życia Wleję w ciebie moją desperację Będziesz dręczony przez ofiarę Będziesz służyć słudze Staniesz twarza w twarz z nowymi prawami twardego znęcania się Podczas wielkiej ceremonii aktu zaprzeczenia |
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2. | Centurion | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
The hollow loss has crept into my life And shaped it to be its home I fall asleep into a tar black hole And wake up into the shades of the past day I am Centurion For there are hundreds of me alike Here today gone tomorrow Born of emptiness and sorrow Into sadness and shaded lot Hollow realm devoid of deeper thought One of millions points of darkness A diamond in sand though I am Centurion There are millions of us Ordering our one-manned armies I am my own subordinate and superior Unnamed army of indifferent swords Summoned to gather upon the shore No servants they need, no lords As obedience to themselves they swore Past centuries were my shelter Brought up by stone statues I was Fed on dew that hasty night left I have been forsaken by Light Clad in century-old armour Corroded by acid of memories Covered in rust of my anger Here I rise-Centurion Against Hope, against Dreams For suppressed will I fight Confined imagination And, oh, upright pose Retrieve the Mind Equilibrium Revive words their Might Give the Night its moonless Darkness And the Warriors the Cause to Fight My summoning call dies into the sky-high wall of groans The orphaned widows mourn their youth The silhouettes of swords buried in memory Are cutting thru the realms` screen To stop the rocking of the empty cradles Stone hits the stone, the clatter, as hypnotic chant, fades in blizzard’s spell Ecce Centurion, marching with his alikes I am Centurion And there are millions of us ----- Pustka straty wkradła się do mojego zycia I ukształtowała je, żeby służyło jej za dom Zasypiam w dziurę tak czarna jak smoła I budzę się w cienie poprzedniego dnia Jam jest centurion Bo takich jak ja są setki Dziś tu, a jutro odchodzę Zrodzony z pustki i żalu W smutek i los pełen cieni W pusty wymiar pozbawiany głębszej myśli Jeden z wielu punktów ciemności A jednak jak diament w piachu Jam jest centurion Są nas miliony Rozkazujące naszym jednoosobowym armiom Jestem swoim podwładnym i swoim własnym zwierzchnikiem Bezimienna armia nieczułych mieczy Wezwanych by zebrać się na brzegu Oni nie potrzebują ni sług, ni panów Jako że sobie samym przysięgli posłuszeństwo Zeszłe stulecia są moim schronieniem Wychowały mnie kamienne posągi Karmiła mnie rosa zostawiona przed krótka noc Jestem tym , którego porzuciło światło Odziany w stuletnią zbroję Zniszczoną kwasem wspomnień Pokrytą rdzą mojego gniewu Oto powstaję-centurion Przeciw nadziei, przeciw marzeniom Za uwięziona wolę będę walczył Za ograniczona wyobraźnię I za, och, wyprostowana postawę aby przywrócić równowagę mentalną przywrócić słowom ich moc a bezksiężycowej nocy jej ciemność i aby wojownicy odnaleźli powód do walki mój wzywajacy okrzyk zamiera na wysokiej pod niebo ścianie jęków to osierocone wdowy opłakują swą młodość cienie mieczy zagrzebanych w pamięci przecinają ekran wymiaru żeby zatrzymac kołysanie pustej kołyski kamień o kamień uderza, łoskot jak hipnotyzujący śpiew, zanika w ataku burzy śnieżnej oto centurion, maszeruje z jemu podobnymi Jam jest Centurion |
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3. | Speculus Mundi | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
Born a monarch with no crown Here i am to reclaim my rights Watch me command the thousand-head-crowd In the glare of bright lights A Throne for hundred sages It works its magic on the hungry ones Time freezes on the voice command Of the next Magus entering the stage Slaves of Illusion Playing the game of Awe Slaves to Mirrors Trapped in the Purgatory of Ego Slaves! Ready to enlive his own decease To fill the audience pit Bleeding real Drops, swallowing Sweat And working every wrinkle crease Artisan among Masters Unable to shrug his costume off Grown into his Mask with Flesh The Spectator of his own Act Illusion Arcana Apprentice Hunched behind the set He vanishees into lethargic obliveon Till the next curtain-up call As Magus Major Entrapped in servant`s role Performing his mute Swansong To the careless crowd I`m enliving the Ravish of Soul Each time i enter the stage Trading the new mould Shaped of Sweat and Sleepless nights ----- Zwierciadło Świata Urodzony królem bez korony Oto jestem tu by upomnieć się o moje prawa Patrzcie jak rozkazuję tysięcznym tłumom W poświacie mocnego światła Będąc tronem dla setek wieszczów Magia tego miejsca działa na wygłodniałych Tu czas zastyga na rozkaz wydany Przez kojonego maga, który wkracza na scenę Niewolnicy iluzji Grający w grę uwielbienia Niewolnicy luster Uwięzieni w czyśćcu ego Niewolnicy! Gotowy przeżyć na scenie własną śmierć Tylko by wypełnić widownię Krwawiący prawdziwymi kroplami krwi, połykający pot I tyrający nawet najmniejszą zmarszczką twarzy Oto rzemieślnik pośród mistrzów Niezdolny strząsnąć z siebie kostiumu Zrośnięty ciałem z maską Widz własnej sztuki Uczeń sztuki iluzji Zgarbiony za dekoracją Zapada w letargiczny niebyt zapomnienia Aż do następnego wyjścia na scenę Jak wielki mag Uwięziony w roli sługi Dający swoje ostatnie nieme przedstawienie Tłumowi, który nie zwraca uwagi Przeżywam gwałt na mojej duszy Za każdym razem kiedy wychodzę na scenę Handlując nową formą Ukształtowaną z potu i bezsennych nocy. |
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4. | Sanguine Harvest | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
The Dark Chevalier awaits the dusk To follow the scent You would mask With immortal affection his tongue he dips In the sanguine little pond that monthly drips Let your softer lips dew his With a mightly bloody kiss When you lie to rest at night Don’t clog the sanguine flow Summon the immortal Knight Before you give in to Dream Hair spread on the pillow, her limbs apart She wants to give in to Ravennish Art. The monthly crimson drops let free to flow Set up a sanguine bait He must follow Summon the Dark Duke for The Harvest of Blood Let Him taste the crimson lips ready to flood. ----- kawaler ciemnosci oczekuje zmierzchu aby podazyc za zapachem który wolalabys ukryc z niesmiertelna afektacja bedzie zanuzal jezyk w malym krwistym zrodelku ktore kapie kroplami co miesiac pozwol aby twoje (te)delikatniejsze usta zrosily jego usta we wszechmocnym krwistym pocalunku kiedy legniesz na spoczynek noca nie blokuj krwawego strumienia wezwij niesmiertelnego ksiecia z anim poddasz sie sennym marzeniom z wlosami rozrzuconymi na poduszce i z rozlozonymi udami ona chce poddac sie magi Kruczej sztuki karminowe krople miesieczne, gdy plyna staja sie krwawa przynenta, ktorej On nie moze sie oprzec wezwij ciemnego ksiecia na krwiste zniwa niech sprobuje szkarlatnych warg, ktore gotowe sa aby wybuchnac powodzia |
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5. | Minimum Fatal Dose | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
With every sip Im getting more alive With every sip I feel like tasting life The more I want , the less I am Fighting the gag effect I’m striving to endure I’m swallowing the sting To feel I can still feel Tilting the bottle Against the backdrop Of the changing world. Been thru Hell To get a piece of Paradise The fleeting taste of my Reward Left me sober and Lost The more I want, the less I am The liquid prayer burns my tongue. With the opaque dark veil Fading into foggy dawn the flavour of life turns bland numb Sleep takes me over to another daylight Hell I’m left with the shameful reminder of last night`s routine. ----- Minimum fatal dose (minimalna dawka powodujaca smierc) z kazdym lykiem staje sie zywszy z kazdym lykiem chce smakowac zycie im wiecej chce tym stanowie mniej zwalczajac odruch wymiotny walcze zeby wytwac polykam piekacy smak zeby czuc,ze nadal czuje przechylam butelke na tle zmieniajacego sie swiata przeszedlem przez pieklo zeby zdobyc kawalek raju ulatujacy smak nagrody pozostawil mnie zbyt trzezwym I zagubionym im wiecej chce tym stanowie mniej plynna modlitwa pali jezyk -swym matowym ciemnym welonem blaknac w mglisty swit -ten smak zycia staje sie jalowy nieprzytomny sen przenosi mnie do nastepnego piekla dnia zostaje ze wstydliwym przypomnieniem rutyny ostatniej nocy. |
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6. | MILD | 04:43 | instrumental |
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7. | Satyriathis | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
Vortex of my hunger draws you close Oblivion promise in my gaze Penetrates you deep to the core I will be inhaling your curiosity Licking your wet anxiety Smudging my anger onto your delicacy Sucking on your naivety Touch my callous skin Drive your nails into my cross-less back Smell all sleepless hours I’ve been thru Watch Beauty raped by life itself With every tear I lick off your face I take your fear into my heart With every drop of blood you let me taste I deprive you of your inner child ----- Przyciąga cię wir mojego głodu, Spojrzenie przyobiecujące zapomnienie Penetruje cię głęboko do kości Będę Wdychał twoją Ciekawość Lizał twój wilgotny Niepokój Rozmarzę swój Gniew na twojej Delikatności Będę Ssał twoją Naiwność Dotknij mojej Stwardniałej skóry Przeciągnij Paznokciami po plecach, co nigdy nie niosły krzyża Zaciągnij się zapachem bezsennych nocy, przez jakie przeszedłem Patrz Jak Piękno jest Gwałcone przez samo Życie. Z każdą Łzą, jaką Zlizuję z twojej twarzy Biorę w serce twój Strach Z każdą Kroplą Krwi, jaka pozwalasz mi smakować Pozbawiam cię twojej Dziecięcości. |
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8. | Sublatio | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
All the forsaken beings expect us to fill the void With the new faith. When it also proves inefficient, they turn against us.... Sheeps in wolves’ skin Crave for the road signs on the lost highway Assume the position! Kneel! Kneel! Kneel! I am the New Salesaman of Salvation Accept the victorious drug For the emotionally crippled. Addicted to believing Ready for bleeding Whatever the cause Whichever the cross Angry dark-ornate faces Yield for a forgiving father If not holy then black instead Just another Blind Guardian of Wicked Destiny From one altar to the other New life every new call Catching on many straws Getting high on your own fall I am the New Dealer of Faith New Salesman of Salvation Of the hardest drug ever known Killing millions , affecting billions. ----- Wszystkie te porzucone istoty spodziewają się , że wypełnimy pustkę Nową wiarą A kiedy i ta okazuje się nieskuteczna, odwracają się przeciw nam... Owce w wilczej skórze Błagają o drogowskazy na zagubionej autostradzie Przyjmij pozycję Uklęknij! x3 Jestem nowym sprzedawcą zbawienia Przyjmij ten zwycięski narkotyk Dla emocjonalnie kalekich Uzależnieni od wierzenia Gotowi krwawić Dla jakiejkolwiek przyczyny Pod jakimkolwiek krzyżem Pełne złości ciemno ozdobione twarze Błagają o wybaczającego ojca Jeśli nie świętego to czarnego Po prostu kolejnego ślepego strażnika pokręconego losu. Od 1 ołtarza do drugiego Nowe życie z każda nową zmianą Łapiąc wiele brzytw Upajają się własnym upadkiem Jestem nowym dilerem wiary Nowym sprzedawcą zbawienia Najtwardszego ze znanych narkotyków Zabijającego miliony a kierującego bilionami |
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9. | Tenebroso | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
The city of thousand moons Stints me on its light I am being passed by Pearl laughter carried along the dusty road The pregnant thought’s weight hurts I’m shrugging all the empty words off my back Rain turns to Rust Hopes remain Dreams And i tried, i did try Not to turn them into Dust Hands tired of Loneliness Odd sound of my own voice I fear what mirrors hide Eyes shut, no need to memorize the Pain ----- Miasto tysiąca księżyców Skąpi mi swojego światła Mija mnie perlisty śmiech Niesiony zakurzoną drogą Myśl brzemienna ciężarem boli Strząsam z pleców puste słowa Deszcz w rdze się zamienia Nadzieje pozostają marzeniami A ja starałem się, naprawdę starałem Żeby nie obróciły się w pył Ręce zmęczone samotnością Dziwnie brzmiący własny głos Boję się tego, co lustro skrywa Zamykam oczy, nie muszę uczyć się tego bólu na pamięć |
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10. | Morsus Ora | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
I died last night No one noticed Blood froze in my veins I forgot how to breathe Limbs went numb I ended up defiling the bed I was born in Woke up into worse world Didn’t get released I’m still pushed to carry on my reoccuring deaths There is no heaven No hell To accept me All the lives I missed All the deaths I live thru ----- Morsus Ora - Granica smierci Umarłem zeszłej nocy Nikt nie zauważył Krew zamarzła w moich żyłach Zapomniałem jak się oddycha Kończyny straciły czucie Skończyłem plugawiąc łóżko W którym się narodziłem Obudziłem się w gorszym świecie Nie uwolniłem się Nadal jestem zmuszony trwać Przez wszystkie powtarzające się śmierci Nie ma ani nieba Ani piekła Które mnie przyjmie Wszystkie życia, które przegapiłem Wszystkie śmierci, które przeżyłem |
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11. | Ancient Breed | 01:21 | instrumental |
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12. | Harvesterror | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
SOME PEOPLE ARE BORN, YET ARE DEAD SOME PEOPLE TRY TO LIVE INSTEAD. SOME PEOPLE NEED OTHERS AROUND TO LIVE SOME PEOPLE CAN NEITHER TAKE NOR GIVE. SOME PEOPLE HAVE MORE THAN ENOUGH SOME PEOPLE SAY LIFE IS TOUGH. SOME PEOPLE SEE ONLY INJUSTICE SOME PEOPLE WOULD LAST DESPITE THIS. SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE IN CLEANSING FIRE SOME PEOPLE CALLED HIM A FILTHY LIAR. SOME PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF DYING SOME PEOPLE JUST CAN`T STOP CRYING. HERE COMES TERROR. TERROR OF HARVEST. NO CHANCE FOR AN ERROR. MORS ULTIMA EST. ----- Harvesterror - Żniwa terroru Niektórzy się rodzą, a są jakby martwi Niektórzy chcą żyć mimo wszystko Niektórzy potrzebują innym przy sobie by żyć Niektórzy nie potrafią ani dawać ani brać Niektórzy mają więcej niż trzeba Niektórzy mówią,że życie jest twarde Niektórzy widzą tylko niesprawiedliwość Niektórzy próbują trwać mimo tego Niektórzy wierzą w oczyszczającą siłę ognia Niektórzy nazwali go (chytruska) obmierzłym kłamcą Niektórzy boją się umierania Niektórzy nie mogą przestać płakać Oto nadchodzi terror Terror żniw Nie ma szansy na błąd Śmierć jest końcem |
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13. | Deadly Threshold | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
Broken wings upon me, Disappointed’s tears Perverse fortune wakes up Magnitude of my exist Waiting for sentence of the death Suspended in huge vacuum I still count of fast solution Imprison pieces of soul Only aim to destruction Waiting for the death I’m hiding in his arms [Ref] Mighty lord take of the spell Take of course that made me blind Am I over death am I over life He: Groggy of wasted fear / She: Me against my life, I’m folding roses on my grave / Me against my heart Retard remain of human wishes / Me against my love, Climbing to prevent escape / Me against my blood. He: Lord of darkness side / She: Lord of darkness side I entrust to you my life! / Give me back my life! She: I’m calling you, I’m waiting for your awakening, Rise! across the deadly threshold! He: I hear your voice, I fell sweet numbness, your tears are falling down on my haunted soul... [Ref] x2 |
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Black Sun Rising
Album versions
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September 25th, 2009 | Witching Hour Productions | EVIL 018 CD | CD | Digipak |
April 13th, 2015 | Witching Hour Productions | Digital | Bandcamp |
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Mortifer (R.I.P. 2013) | Bass |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars |
VX | Keyboards |
Icanraz | Drums |
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1. | Inward Spiral | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
Can’t decipher the human code It’s getting harder to know what’s real Don’t know how to live among you all Immune and indifferent, I just can’t feel Can’t live your life Diminished to a number Dwarfed to a cubicle of flesh Chasing time like a rat on a wheel You make it go faster And complain how it feels INWARD SPIRAL I am asking myself questions Just to hear someone talk I get intimate with my thoughts I’m going quietly insane I alleviate the delusion Of being a slave to triggered responses And remind myself of being alive By frequent incisions and spilling my blood |
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2. | Egomaniac Frenzy | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Don’t presume you know me I let you look through the key hole Just to hear your heart beat And smell your fear You are made for obedience I’ll yield to overpowering desire To transform my thoughts Into your memories I’ve lost my soul somewhere I guess I’ve sunk it in all the liquor Or threw it up with the puke I am the empty-core modern zombie Don’t look for a reason There is none No liberation is coming Once I’m done I close the drapes Evade the light And welcome life Into my life |
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3. | Mortification Study | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
Have you ever been mistreated? Have you ever felt so lonely it hurt? Have you ever hurt so much you wanted To disappear? Have you been used and abused to the point You couldn’t look in the mirror? Have you been victimized? Humiliated? Have you? Because i haven’t, never have, never will, But I’m willing to inflict the pain On you all over again |
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4. | Voyeristic Life Abuser | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
Alone I came into this world And so shall it be Destined to a life of turmoil I abandon and never reclaim I hunt innocence drifting aimlessly To mould it into the perfect pray I can sense a life gone wrong By its foul stench of inner decay I am the Stalker holding the Tool of Apocalypse Playing God without Divine Wisdom I have reversed the chain of cause and effect Become the Grand Architect I sensed a life spiraled out of control I glanced into the Dark and spilled my soul I enliven your fears and transcend Beyond the boundaries of common paraphilia Following unthinkable human instincts I yield to malevolent psychotic rage And revel in distortions of human form Acts of abusive humiliation I am the Egomaniac Karmic Fate Misuser Human Humiliator I am the Life Abuser |
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5. | Fornicatrix | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Don’t cling fear And don’t try flee either I am here for a reason I’m watching you giving in To your compulsory instinct Being caressed by random arms How far will you go in your disillusion muck reality? How long will you fall in your putrid debauchery? Lowliness queen of self-inflicted pain Worn and torn it tears apart I will transform you beyond recognition And become something else myself I will put my bizarre preconception to the test And grant you liberation Through cleansing pain No one is beyond redemption You are a free offering Gained with no strife I will put out the flicker of hope Gleaming in your overmade eyes You are free offering Disposable sacrifice I will use as I see it fit I despise your kind In your face I’ll spit Each time you look up |
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6. | Iconography of Pain | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
I scout holes in people Holes that can’t be filled I sense your broken spirit That will never be healed You are still waiting For your greatest day to come In this rough world out here Where people when they get from you What they can get from you They get mean with you Shaped by accident We all carry stories Of accidental pain Deeply encoded images We flash elimatically And forget right after See me as a private collector Willing to add to his gallery It will be a private viewing Of your personal iconography of pain I’ll keep a part of you with me But take your dawn away in return |
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7. | Sedated Daimona | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
I’ve opened you to Infinity Through excruciating Pain In the Rite of Reciprocal Iconolatry I’ve imposed my perspective On yet another Sleeper Pleasure to the point of Pain Pain to the point of Pleasure Sedated Daimona Frozen in her moment of Glory Flesh sculpture Offering her story Goddess of incessant Grief Scared not to die but to live In the Rite of Mutual Divini cation I’ve made you anew I’ve shaped you through Into the Blood Fountain Human Shrine I’ve been cleansed For some time |
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8. | Abreaction | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
How far can I go? When life becomes judged as a waste and loss What else is there to lose? Once you do it It feels so scaringly good and easy You just can’t stop Or ever go back Each time the border line Gets moved beyond my reach And the bottom shifts lower How far can I go? I can’t find the rush no more I’m just chasing the drug Trying to relive again The original frenzy smack I am the Beast of Anger Chained to the rock of my life I’ll disappear into the link of these lines And be reborn in your mind If you want another Face of Evil Look in the mirror |
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9. | Act of Renunciation | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I am taking a stand now You will hear me I refuse to do anything with this world I am becoming something now You all are just footprints On my way to becoming the apex of creation I have sinned against your humanity In pursuit of insatiable indulgence Shattered your faith and violated your laws I want this world to end I want the circle complete Stars are breathing down on me I can see the curve of the Earth I will shade the Sun with my wings Unleash winds that blow insanity When I flutter my wings This world will be gone |
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42:12 |
Machine of Creation
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 30th, 2015 | Via Nocturna | NOX012 CD | CD | Digipak, Limited edition |
May 30th, 2015 | Via Nocturna | Digital |
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Armand | Guitars |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
VX | Keyboards |
Astat | Drums |
Mortifer (R.I.P. 2013) | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Marcin Urbaś | Lyrics |
Fabian Filiks | Cover art |
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1. | Aging Sun | 04:58 | |
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2. | Multiple Personality | 03:22 | |
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3. | Scorched Earth | 05:20 | |
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4. | Dawn of Man | 01:46 | |
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5. | Primal Instinct | 03:39 | |
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6. | Terror Machine | 04:02 | |
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7. | Lost | 05:41 | |
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8. | Destroyers | 06:03 | |
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9. | Frag-men-ted | 02:24 | |
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10. | Amnesia | 04:44 | |
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41:59 |
Wrathorn
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Band members | |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars |
Shock | Bass |
Panzer | Drums |
Koshen | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Jacek Wiśniewski | Cover art, Design |
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1. | Intro | 00:51 | instrumental |
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2. | Blustud | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
walking the paths of urbanmaze i’ve grown tough with facts to face i reached the hard ground and much futhe below giving out no damn sound of complaint with what i saw i’ve been alone a wolf leading its pack you come and go i don’t give a fuck never wanted you or needed couldn’t care less walk on i won’t feel seeded cos i live only for myself i’d reather not cos all fades away with no second thought this is all i’ve got to say live is so fragile and so is the feeling can’t affoeth another loss find it damn killing |
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3. | Vorpal | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
wake up- give me my silver vorpal wake up- i pass away by the portal stand up- hearts the beats wake up- meet the beats wake up- bring me my silver vorpal wake up- make my fucking immortal stand up-hearts beats wake up- real meat from the history of our death black dreams bring the messages a new generation comes into existence thought the fucking worlds has forgotten one- on the border under the sky one- on the end roads of devilish realm children of the worse god they are they will be wake up- give me my silver vorpal wake up- i pass away by the portal stand up- hearts the beats wake up- meet the beats wake up- bring me my silver vorpal wake up- make my fucking immortal stand up-hearts beats wake up- real meat from the point of beginning our hopes are our feelings only naked knife in our face like a day of oblivion in me come on, come to me - in race thay see - who can be children of the worse god they are genuine let them be |
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4. | Diamond | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
ina heart crushed hard a cold diamond is stuck still let me understand: who i am? what should i feel? the sence of existence, so grey got stuck in my past day how long, please tell me will i search for thee? in the mirror made of diamond with the dream realm i bond there my future i can see please, from this dream set me free when the night halls with the starry spark my mirror breds the perfect dark there sounds foggish tune of pain it’s not blood, that runs in my vein in the mirror made of diamond with the dream realm i bond there my future i can see please, from this dream set me free |
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5. | Muertos | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
remember, and don’t forget it’s a hard lonely ride once you get on the track it fucking hurts inside i’m cold deep inside i squeeze the glass can’t be a particle life won’t just pass numb inside with the booze i anticipate and can’t help it’s sudden burst and ooze through my senseless lids i stare at the door and wish for the end red drops fall on the floor day turns into another remember, and don’t forget it’s a hard lonely ride once you get on the track it fucking hurts inside ass kicked hurd mind fucked up keeping a low profile you won’t ever look up it’s hurts to the bone so i drink alone swallowing another beer mixed with salty tear wvert day i lose my life pursuing the unattainable i make me life so undurable ass kicked hurd mind fucked up keeping a low profile you won’t ever look up |
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6. | Lifeitis | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
he just want to sleep for another day longing for jis mother’s craing arms he ended up where people pass away leaving behind no memories or names in a place where tried rain cleans urba veins all the pain dosn’t fell the same as he remembers it somehow lost his dreams on his hard way to hell here’ nothing is what it seems even angels cannot tell he has’t awaken for two days now and no one cares who, whay or how craving for the oblivious paradise he’s changed all he’s seen into it’s size somehow lost his dreams on his hard way to hell here’ nothing is what it seems even angels cannot tell holding his own arms tight pretending to pray and cray can’t convince the far blue sky to let him cease and die he just wants to sleep for another day |
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7. | Sickened | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
i must close my eyes i won’t speak again can’t tell more lies nothing is the same don’t need you fear don’t want your help i’ve been so weird and always by myself can’t stand it any more life makes me so sick one day i’ll stop that fight i’ll turn my back on light don’t try getting near if you’re scared of seen i’m just a freak i’m so fucking sick |
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8. | Cyberian Dance | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
black red eys the dark pours out from the scars with his invitation to the bloodthirsty dance the psychoclown shievers in the delirious trance eveything that belongs to you -dead all things that you have - bad the machine behind you tries to cut off your head the flames of agnnazazar aim to shot you dead you haven’t escaped and stayed to fight what do you recon? who will be the winner tonight? you take up your sword and start to fight slaying the losers- you strenghtened your might! call on your brothers to help you survive hance you’ve got onto the track of terminators’s dance when the right time comes, on mighty my sing follow me to chase enemies: mine and thine pay evil for evil, giv no one a chance as the psychoclown didn’t in his cyberian dance the scriming laughter comes from the coffin’s creak the terminator’s black mouth relases the army of the sick you- the last man on earth! dripping with blood reeking of putrefaction watch out for the sing if you wanna be the solider of destruction!!! |
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9. | Wrathorn | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
owerwhelmed by dream of power you cry of night and fear the day dreams lend you a stong idenity reality will make you pay days blur into a year what no one dares- you may just tray to pull throught one more day... one more day no hope, no straw to catch no god, you ask to much numb inside, let down again pice of mind, all in vain agonized minot aur in the maze of ordinary moments shape the days to your pace clench fists hard, holler! treat your life like a war unless you fight- you’ll fall do what you will, live be the rule be the master, not his tool no hope, no straw to catch no god, you ask to much numb inside, let down again pice of mind, all in vain |
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Wrathorn
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars |
Shock | Bass |
Panzer | Drums |
Koshen | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Jacek Wiśniewski | Cover art, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Intro | 00:51 | instrumental |
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2. | Blustud | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
walking the paths of urbanmaze i’ve grown tough with facts to face i reached the hard ground and much futhe below giving out no damn sound of complaint with what i saw i’ve been alone a wolf leading its pack you come and go i don’t give a fuck never wanted you or needed couldn’t care less walk on i won’t feel seeded cos i live only for myself i’d reather not cos all fades away with no second thought this is all i’ve got to say live is so fragile and so is the feeling can’t affoeth another loss find it damn killing |
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3. | Vorpal | 05:50 | Show lyrics |
wake up- give me my silver vorpal wake up- i pass away by the portal stand up- hearts the beats wake up- meet the beats wake up- bring me my silver vorpal wake up- make my fucking immortal stand up-hearts beats wake up- real meat from the history of our death black dreams bring the messages a new generation comes into existence thought the fucking worlds has forgotten one- on the border under the sky one- on the end roads of devilish realm children of the worse god they are they will be wake up- give me my silver vorpal wake up- i pass away by the portal stand up- hearts the beats wake up- meet the beats wake up- bring me my silver vorpal wake up- make my fucking immortal stand up-hearts beats wake up- real meat from the point of beginning our hopes are our feelings only naked knife in our face like a day of oblivion in me come on, come to me - in race thay see - who can be children of the worse god they are genuine let them be |
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4. | Diamond | 03:37 | Show lyrics |
ina heart crushed hard a cold diamond is stuck still let me understand: who i am? what should i feel? the sence of existence, so grey got stuck in my past day how long, please tell me will i search for thee? in the mirror made of diamond with the dream realm i bond there my future i can see please, from this dream set me free when the night halls with the starry spark my mirror breds the perfect dark there sounds foggish tune of pain it’s not blood, that runs in my vein in the mirror made of diamond with the dream realm i bond there my future i can see please, from this dream set me free |
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5. | Muertos | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
remember, and don’t forget it’s a hard lonely ride once you get on the track it fucking hurts inside i’m cold deep inside i squeeze the glass can’t be a particle life won’t just pass numb inside with the booze i anticipate and can’t help it’s sudden burst and ooze through my senseless lids i stare at the door and wish for the end red drops fall on the floor day turns into another remember, and don’t forget it’s a hard lonely ride once you get on the track it fucking hurts inside ass kicked hurd mind fucked up keeping a low profile you won’t ever look up it’s hurts to the bone so i drink alone swallowing another beer mixed with salty tear wvert day i lose my life pursuing the unattainable i make me life so undurable ass kicked hurd mind fucked up keeping a low profile you won’t ever look up |
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6. | Lifeitis | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
he just want to sleep for another day longing for jis mother’s craing arms he ended up where people pass away leaving behind no memories or names in a place where tried rain cleans urba veins all the pain dosn’t fell the same as he remembers it somehow lost his dreams on his hard way to hell here’ nothing is what it seems even angels cannot tell he has’t awaken for two days now and no one cares who, whay or how craving for the oblivious paradise he’s changed all he’s seen into it’s size somehow lost his dreams on his hard way to hell here’ nothing is what it seems even angels cannot tell holding his own arms tight pretending to pray and cray can’t convince the far blue sky to let him cease and die he just wants to sleep for another day |
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7. | Sickened | 04:00 | Show lyrics |
i must close my eyes i won’t speak again can’t tell more lies nothing is the same don’t need you fear don’t want your help i’ve been so weird and always by myself can’t stand it any more life makes me so sick one day i’ll stop that fight i’ll turn my back on light don’t try getting near if you’re scared of seen i’m just a freak i’m so fucking sick |
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8. | Cyberian Dance | 04:28 | Show lyrics |
black red eys the dark pours out from the scars with his invitation to the bloodthirsty dance the psychoclown shievers in the delirious trance eveything that belongs to you -dead all things that you have - bad the machine behind you tries to cut off your head the flames of agnnazazar aim to shot you dead you haven’t escaped and stayed to fight what do you recon? who will be the winner tonight? you take up your sword and start to fight slaying the losers- you strenghtened your might! call on your brothers to help you survive hance you’ve got onto the track of terminators’s dance when the right time comes, on mighty my sing follow me to chase enemies: mine and thine pay evil for evil, giv no one a chance as the psychoclown didn’t in his cyberian dance the scriming laughter comes from the coffin’s creak the terminator’s black mouth relases the army of the sick you- the last man on earth! dripping with blood reeking of putrefaction watch out for the sing if you wanna be the solider of destruction!!! |
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9. | Wrathorn | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
owerwhelmed by dream of power you cry of night and fear the day dreams lend you a stong idenity reality will make you pay days blur into a year what no one dares- you may just tray to pull throught one more day... one more day no hope, no straw to catch no god, you ask to much numb inside, let down again pice of mind, all in vain agonized minot aur in the maze of ordinary moments shape the days to your pace clench fists hard, holler! treat your life like a war unless you fight- you’ll fall do what you will, live be the rule be the master, not his tool no hope, no straw to catch no god, you ask to much numb inside, let down again pice of mind, all in vain |
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Callous Kagathos
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Band members | |
Koshen | Keyboards |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars, Vocals (backing), Narration |
Guest/Session | |
Luxas | Bass, Vocals (clean), Songwriting (tracks 6, 8, 11) |
Monika Urlik | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Michał Sołtan | Guitars (solo) (tracks 2, 4, 9, 10, 12, 13) |
Hord Beraht | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Melissa | Lyrics |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Michał Karcz | Cover design |
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1. | Modern Victimology | 02:20 | Show lyrics |
My gaze shattered your blissful asylum Look into those pits of misery again The only eyes that don’t reflect your beauty I’m of the ancient breed More callous than Kagathos though Mine are the Merciless Acts against Merciful Stemming from my Insatiable Lust for Life I’ll pour my Despair into you You will be Victimized by the Victim You will Serve the Servant Face the Modern Callous Vicimology During the Grand Ceremonial of Denial ----- Moje spojrzenie zburzyło twoje błogie schronienie Spójrz w te doły nędzy jeszcze raz Jedyne oczy , które nie odbijają twojego piękna Jam ze starożytnej rasy Jednak bardziej callous ( nieczuły, stwardniały) niż Kagathos Moimi są bezlitosne czyny wymierzone w miłosiernych Wynikające z niezaspokojonej żądzy życia Wleję w ciebie moją desperację Będziesz dręczony przez ofiarę Będziesz służyć słudze Staniesz twarza w twarz z nowymi prawami twardego znęcania się Podczas wielkiej ceremonii aktu zaprzeczenia |
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2. | Centurion | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
The hollow loss has crept into my life And shaped it to be its home I fall asleep into a tar black hole And wake up into the shades of the past day I am Centurion For there are hundreds of me alike Here today gone tomorrow Born of emptiness and sorrow Into sadness and shaded lot Hollow realm devoid of deeper thought One of millions points of darkness A diamond in sand though I am Centurion There are millions of us Ordering our one-manned armies I am my own subordinate and superior Unnamed army of indifferent swords Summoned to gather upon the shore No servants they need, no lords As obedience to themselves they swore Past centuries were my shelter Brought up by stone statues I was Fed on dew that hasty night left I have been forsaken by Light Clad in century-old armour Corroded by acid of memories Covered in rust of my anger Here I rise-Centurion Against Hope, against Dreams For suppressed will I fight Confined imagination And, oh, upright pose Retrieve the Mind Equilibrium Revive words their Might Give the Night its moonless Darkness And the Warriors the Cause to Fight My summoning call dies into the sky-high wall of groans The orphaned widows mourn their youth The silhouettes of swords buried in memory Are cutting thru the realms` screen To stop the rocking of the empty cradles Stone hits the stone, the clatter, as hypnotic chant, fades in blizzard’s spell Ecce Centurion, marching with his alikes I am Centurion And there are millions of us ----- Pustka straty wkradła się do mojego zycia I ukształtowała je, żeby służyło jej za dom Zasypiam w dziurę tak czarna jak smoła I budzę się w cienie poprzedniego dnia Jam jest centurion Bo takich jak ja są setki Dziś tu, a jutro odchodzę Zrodzony z pustki i żalu W smutek i los pełen cieni W pusty wymiar pozbawiany głębszej myśli Jeden z wielu punktów ciemności A jednak jak diament w piachu Jam jest centurion Są nas miliony Rozkazujące naszym jednoosobowym armiom Jestem swoim podwładnym i swoim własnym zwierzchnikiem Bezimienna armia nieczułych mieczy Wezwanych by zebrać się na brzegu Oni nie potrzebują ni sług, ni panów Jako że sobie samym przysięgli posłuszeństwo Zeszłe stulecia są moim schronieniem Wychowały mnie kamienne posągi Karmiła mnie rosa zostawiona przed krótka noc Jestem tym , którego porzuciło światło Odziany w stuletnią zbroję Zniszczoną kwasem wspomnień Pokrytą rdzą mojego gniewu Oto powstaję-centurion Przeciw nadziei, przeciw marzeniom Za uwięziona wolę będę walczył Za ograniczona wyobraźnię I za, och, wyprostowana postawę aby przywrócić równowagę mentalną przywrócić słowom ich moc a bezksiężycowej nocy jej ciemność i aby wojownicy odnaleźli powód do walki mój wzywajacy okrzyk zamiera na wysokiej pod niebo ścianie jęków to osierocone wdowy opłakują swą młodość cienie mieczy zagrzebanych w pamięci przecinają ekran wymiaru żeby zatrzymac kołysanie pustej kołyski kamień o kamień uderza, łoskot jak hipnotyzujący śpiew, zanika w ataku burzy śnieżnej oto centurion, maszeruje z jemu podobnymi Jam jest Centurion |
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3. | Speculus Mundi | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
Born a monarch with no crown Here i am to reclaim my rights Watch me command the thousand-head-crowd In the glare of bright lights A Throne for hundred sages It works its magic on the hungry ones Time freezes on the voice command Of the next Magus entering the stage Slaves of Illusion Playing the game of Awe Slaves to Mirrors Trapped in the Purgatory of Ego Slaves! Ready to enlive his own decease To fill the audience pit Bleeding real Drops, swallowing Sweat And working every wrinkle crease Artisan among Masters Unable to shrug his costume off Grown into his Mask with Flesh The Spectator of his own Act Illusion Arcana Apprentice Hunched behind the set He vanishees into lethargic obliveon Till the next curtain-up call As Magus Major Entrapped in servant`s role Performing his mute Swansong To the careless crowd I`m enliving the Ravish of Soul Each time i enter the stage Trading the new mould Shaped of Sweat and Sleepless nights ----- Zwierciadło Świata Urodzony królem bez korony Oto jestem tu by upomnieć się o moje prawa Patrzcie jak rozkazuję tysięcznym tłumom W poświacie mocnego światła Będąc tronem dla setek wieszczów Magia tego miejsca działa na wygłodniałych Tu czas zastyga na rozkaz wydany Przez kojonego maga, który wkracza na scenę Niewolnicy iluzji Grający w grę uwielbienia Niewolnicy luster Uwięzieni w czyśćcu ego Niewolnicy! Gotowy przeżyć na scenie własną śmierć Tylko by wypełnić widownię Krwawiący prawdziwymi kroplami krwi, połykający pot I tyrający nawet najmniejszą zmarszczką twarzy Oto rzemieślnik pośród mistrzów Niezdolny strząsnąć z siebie kostiumu Zrośnięty ciałem z maską Widz własnej sztuki Uczeń sztuki iluzji Zgarbiony za dekoracją Zapada w letargiczny niebyt zapomnienia Aż do następnego wyjścia na scenę Jak wielki mag Uwięziony w roli sługi Dający swoje ostatnie nieme przedstawienie Tłumowi, który nie zwraca uwagi Przeżywam gwałt na mojej duszy Za każdym razem kiedy wychodzę na scenę Handlując nową formą Ukształtowaną z potu i bezsennych nocy. |
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4. | Sanguine Harvest | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
The Dark Chevalier awaits the dusk To follow the scent You would mask With immortal affection his tongue he dips In the sanguine little pond that monthly drips Let your softer lips dew his With a mightly bloody kiss When you lie to rest at night Don’t clog the sanguine flow Summon the immortal Knight Before you give in to Dream Hair spread on the pillow, her limbs apart She wants to give in to Ravennish Art. The monthly crimson drops let free to flow Set up a sanguine bait He must follow Summon the Dark Duke for The Harvest of Blood Let Him taste the crimson lips ready to flood. ----- kawaler ciemnosci oczekuje zmierzchu aby podazyc za zapachem który wolalabys ukryc z niesmiertelna afektacja bedzie zanuzal jezyk w malym krwistym zrodelku ktore kapie kroplami co miesiac pozwol aby twoje (te)delikatniejsze usta zrosily jego usta we wszechmocnym krwistym pocalunku kiedy legniesz na spoczynek noca nie blokuj krwawego strumienia wezwij niesmiertelnego ksiecia z anim poddasz sie sennym marzeniom z wlosami rozrzuconymi na poduszce i z rozlozonymi udami ona chce poddac sie magi Kruczej sztuki karminowe krople miesieczne, gdy plyna staja sie krwawa przynenta, ktorej On nie moze sie oprzec wezwij ciemnego ksiecia na krwiste zniwa niech sprobuje szkarlatnych warg, ktore gotowe sa aby wybuchnac powodzia |
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5. | Minimum Fatal Dose | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
With every sip Im getting more alive With every sip I feel like tasting life The more I want , the less I am Fighting the gag effect I’m striving to endure I’m swallowing the sting To feel I can still feel Tilting the bottle Against the backdrop Of the changing world. Been thru Hell To get a piece of Paradise The fleeting taste of my Reward Left me sober and Lost The more I want, the less I am The liquid prayer burns my tongue. With the opaque dark veil Fading into foggy dawn the flavour of life turns bland numb Sleep takes me over to another daylight Hell I’m left with the shameful reminder of last night`s routine. ----- Minimum fatal dose (minimalna dawka powodujaca smierc) z kazdym lykiem staje sie zywszy z kazdym lykiem chce smakowac zycie im wiecej chce tym stanowie mniej zwalczajac odruch wymiotny walcze zeby wytwac polykam piekacy smak zeby czuc,ze nadal czuje przechylam butelke na tle zmieniajacego sie swiata przeszedlem przez pieklo zeby zdobyc kawalek raju ulatujacy smak nagrody pozostawil mnie zbyt trzezwym I zagubionym im wiecej chce tym stanowie mniej plynna modlitwa pali jezyk -swym matowym ciemnym welonem blaknac w mglisty swit -ten smak zycia staje sie jalowy nieprzytomny sen przenosi mnie do nastepnego piekla dnia zostaje ze wstydliwym przypomnieniem rutyny ostatniej nocy. |
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6. | MILD | 04:43 | instrumental |
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7. | Satyriathis | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
Vortex of my hunger draws you close Oblivion promise in my gaze Penetrates you deep to the core I will be inhaling your curiosity Licking your wet anxiety Smudging my anger onto your delicacy Sucking on your naivety Touch my callous skin Drive your nails into my cross-less back Smell all sleepless hours I’ve been thru Watch Beauty raped by life itself With every tear I lick off your face I take your fear into my heart With every drop of blood you let me taste I deprive you of your inner child ----- Przyciąga cię wir mojego głodu, Spojrzenie przyobiecujące zapomnienie Penetruje cię głęboko do kości Będę Wdychał twoją Ciekawość Lizał twój wilgotny Niepokój Rozmarzę swój Gniew na twojej Delikatności Będę Ssał twoją Naiwność Dotknij mojej Stwardniałej skóry Przeciągnij Paznokciami po plecach, co nigdy nie niosły krzyża Zaciągnij się zapachem bezsennych nocy, przez jakie przeszedłem Patrz Jak Piękno jest Gwałcone przez samo Życie. Z każdą Łzą, jaką Zlizuję z twojej twarzy Biorę w serce twój Strach Z każdą Kroplą Krwi, jaka pozwalasz mi smakować Pozbawiam cię twojej Dziecięcości. |
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8. | Sublatio | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
All the forsaken beings expect us to fill the void With the new faith. When it also proves inefficient, they turn against us.... Sheeps in wolves’ skin Crave for the road signs on the lost highway Assume the position! Kneel! Kneel! Kneel! I am the New Salesaman of Salvation Accept the victorious drug For the emotionally crippled. Addicted to believing Ready for bleeding Whatever the cause Whichever the cross Angry dark-ornate faces Yield for a forgiving father If not holy then black instead Just another Blind Guardian of Wicked Destiny From one altar to the other New life every new call Catching on many straws Getting high on your own fall I am the New Dealer of Faith New Salesman of Salvation Of the hardest drug ever known Killing millions , affecting billions. ----- Wszystkie te porzucone istoty spodziewają się , że wypełnimy pustkę Nową wiarą A kiedy i ta okazuje się nieskuteczna, odwracają się przeciw nam... Owce w wilczej skórze Błagają o drogowskazy na zagubionej autostradzie Przyjmij pozycję Uklęknij! x3 Jestem nowym sprzedawcą zbawienia Przyjmij ten zwycięski narkotyk Dla emocjonalnie kalekich Uzależnieni od wierzenia Gotowi krwawić Dla jakiejkolwiek przyczyny Pod jakimkolwiek krzyżem Pełne złości ciemno ozdobione twarze Błagają o wybaczającego ojca Jeśli nie świętego to czarnego Po prostu kolejnego ślepego strażnika pokręconego losu. Od 1 ołtarza do drugiego Nowe życie z każda nową zmianą Łapiąc wiele brzytw Upajają się własnym upadkiem Jestem nowym dilerem wiary Nowym sprzedawcą zbawienia Najtwardszego ze znanych narkotyków Zabijającego miliony a kierującego bilionami |
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9. | Tenebroso | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
The city of thousand moons Stints me on its light I am being passed by Pearl laughter carried along the dusty road The pregnant thought’s weight hurts I’m shrugging all the empty words off my back Rain turns to Rust Hopes remain Dreams And i tried, i did try Not to turn them into Dust Hands tired of Loneliness Odd sound of my own voice I fear what mirrors hide Eyes shut, no need to memorize the Pain ----- Miasto tysiąca księżyców Skąpi mi swojego światła Mija mnie perlisty śmiech Niesiony zakurzoną drogą Myśl brzemienna ciężarem boli Strząsam z pleców puste słowa Deszcz w rdze się zamienia Nadzieje pozostają marzeniami A ja starałem się, naprawdę starałem Żeby nie obróciły się w pył Ręce zmęczone samotnością Dziwnie brzmiący własny głos Boję się tego, co lustro skrywa Zamykam oczy, nie muszę uczyć się tego bólu na pamięć |
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10. | Morsus Ora | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
I died last night No one noticed Blood froze in my veins I forgot how to breathe Limbs went numb I ended up defiling the bed I was born in Woke up into worse world Didn’t get released I’m still pushed to carry on my reoccuring deaths There is no heaven No hell To accept me All the lives I missed All the deaths I live thru ----- Morsus Ora - Granica smierci Umarłem zeszłej nocy Nikt nie zauważył Krew zamarzła w moich żyłach Zapomniałem jak się oddycha Kończyny straciły czucie Skończyłem plugawiąc łóżko W którym się narodziłem Obudziłem się w gorszym świecie Nie uwolniłem się Nadal jestem zmuszony trwać Przez wszystkie powtarzające się śmierci Nie ma ani nieba Ani piekła Które mnie przyjmie Wszystkie życia, które przegapiłem Wszystkie śmierci, które przeżyłem |
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11. | Ancient Breed | 01:21 | instrumental |
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12. | Harvesterror | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
SOME PEOPLE ARE BORN, YET ARE DEAD SOME PEOPLE TRY TO LIVE INSTEAD. SOME PEOPLE NEED OTHERS AROUND TO LIVE SOME PEOPLE CAN NEITHER TAKE NOR GIVE. SOME PEOPLE HAVE MORE THAN ENOUGH SOME PEOPLE SAY LIFE IS TOUGH. SOME PEOPLE SEE ONLY INJUSTICE SOME PEOPLE WOULD LAST DESPITE THIS. SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE IN CLEANSING FIRE SOME PEOPLE CALLED HIM A FILTHY LIAR. SOME PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF DYING SOME PEOPLE JUST CAN`T STOP CRYING. HERE COMES TERROR. TERROR OF HARVEST. NO CHANCE FOR AN ERROR. MORS ULTIMA EST. ----- Harvesterror - Żniwa terroru Niektórzy się rodzą, a są jakby martwi Niektórzy chcą żyć mimo wszystko Niektórzy potrzebują innym przy sobie by żyć Niektórzy nie potrafią ani dawać ani brać Niektórzy mają więcej niż trzeba Niektórzy mówią,że życie jest twarde Niektórzy widzą tylko niesprawiedliwość Niektórzy próbują trwać mimo tego Niektórzy wierzą w oczyszczającą siłę ognia Niektórzy nazwali go (chytruska) obmierzłym kłamcą Niektórzy boją się umierania Niektórzy nie mogą przestać płakać Oto nadchodzi terror Terror żniw Nie ma szansy na błąd Śmierć jest końcem |
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13. | Deadly Threshold | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
Broken wings upon me, Disappointed’s tears Perverse fortune wakes up Magnitude of my exist Waiting for sentence of the death Suspended in huge vacuum I still count of fast solution Imprison pieces of soul Only aim to destruction Waiting for the death I’m hiding in his arms [Ref] Mighty lord take of the spell Take of course that made me blind Am I over death am I over life He: Groggy of wasted fear / She: Me against my life, I’m folding roses on my grave / Me against my heart Retard remain of human wishes / Me against my love, Climbing to prevent escape / Me against my blood. He: Lord of darkness side / She: Lord of darkness side I entrust to you my life! / Give me back my life! She: I’m calling you, I’m waiting for your awakening, Rise! across the deadly threshold! He: I hear your voice, I fell sweet numbness, your tears are falling down on my haunted soul... [Ref] x2 |
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Callous Kagathos
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Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars, Vocals (backing), Narration |
Koshen | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Hord Beraht | Drums |
Luxas | Bass, Vocals (clean), Songwriting (tracks 6, 8, 11) |
Monika Urlik | Vocals (female) (track 13) |
Michał Sołtan | Guitars (solo) (tracks 2, 4, 9, 10, 12, 13) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering |
Michał Karcz | Cover design |
Melissa | Lyrics |
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1. | Modern Victimology | 02:20 | Show lyrics |
My gaze shattered your blissful asylum Look into those pits of misery again The only eyes that don’t reflect your beauty I’m of the ancient breed More callous than Kagathos though Mine are the Merciless Acts against Merciful Stemming from my Insatiable Lust for Life I’ll pour my Despair into you You will be Victimized by the Victim You will Serve the Servant Face the Modern Callous Vicimology During the Grand Ceremonial of Denial ----- Moje spojrzenie zburzyło twoje błogie schronienie Spójrz w te doły nędzy jeszcze raz Jedyne oczy , które nie odbijają twojego piękna Jam ze starożytnej rasy Jednak bardziej callous ( nieczuły, stwardniały) niż Kagathos Moimi są bezlitosne czyny wymierzone w miłosiernych Wynikające z niezaspokojonej żądzy życia Wleję w ciebie moją desperację Będziesz dręczony przez ofiarę Będziesz służyć słudze Staniesz twarza w twarz z nowymi prawami twardego znęcania się Podczas wielkiej ceremonii aktu zaprzeczenia |
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2. | Centurion | 05:34 | Show lyrics |
The hollow loss has crept into my life And shaped it to be its home I fall asleep into a tar black hole And wake up into the shades of the past day I am Centurion For there are hundreds of me alike Here today gone tomorrow Born of emptiness and sorrow Into sadness and shaded lot Hollow realm devoid of deeper thought One of millions points of darkness A diamond in sand though I am Centurion There are millions of us Ordering our one-manned armies I am my own subordinate and superior Unnamed army of indifferent swords Summoned to gather upon the shore No servants they need, no lords As obedience to themselves they swore Past centuries were my shelter Brought up by stone statues I was Fed on dew that hasty night left I have been forsaken by Light Clad in century-old armour Corroded by acid of memories Covered in rust of my anger Here I rise-Centurion Against Hope, against Dreams For suppressed will I fight Confined imagination And, oh, upright pose Retrieve the Mind Equilibrium Revive words their Might Give the Night its moonless Darkness And the Warriors the Cause to Fight My summoning call dies into the sky-high wall of groans The orphaned widows mourn their youth The silhouettes of swords buried in memory Are cutting thru the realms` screen To stop the rocking of the empty cradles Stone hits the stone, the clatter, as hypnotic chant, fades in blizzard’s spell Ecce Centurion, marching with his alikes I am Centurion And there are millions of us ----- Pustka straty wkradła się do mojego zycia I ukształtowała je, żeby służyło jej za dom Zasypiam w dziurę tak czarna jak smoła I budzę się w cienie poprzedniego dnia Jam jest centurion Bo takich jak ja są setki Dziś tu, a jutro odchodzę Zrodzony z pustki i żalu W smutek i los pełen cieni W pusty wymiar pozbawiany głębszej myśli Jeden z wielu punktów ciemności A jednak jak diament w piachu Jam jest centurion Są nas miliony Rozkazujące naszym jednoosobowym armiom Jestem swoim podwładnym i swoim własnym zwierzchnikiem Bezimienna armia nieczułych mieczy Wezwanych by zebrać się na brzegu Oni nie potrzebują ni sług, ni panów Jako że sobie samym przysięgli posłuszeństwo Zeszłe stulecia są moim schronieniem Wychowały mnie kamienne posągi Karmiła mnie rosa zostawiona przed krótka noc Jestem tym , którego porzuciło światło Odziany w stuletnią zbroję Zniszczoną kwasem wspomnień Pokrytą rdzą mojego gniewu Oto powstaję-centurion Przeciw nadziei, przeciw marzeniom Za uwięziona wolę będę walczył Za ograniczona wyobraźnię I za, och, wyprostowana postawę aby przywrócić równowagę mentalną przywrócić słowom ich moc a bezksiężycowej nocy jej ciemność i aby wojownicy odnaleźli powód do walki mój wzywajacy okrzyk zamiera na wysokiej pod niebo ścianie jęków to osierocone wdowy opłakują swą młodość cienie mieczy zagrzebanych w pamięci przecinają ekran wymiaru żeby zatrzymac kołysanie pustej kołyski kamień o kamień uderza, łoskot jak hipnotyzujący śpiew, zanika w ataku burzy śnieżnej oto centurion, maszeruje z jemu podobnymi Jam jest Centurion |
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3. | Speculus Mundi | 03:40 | Show lyrics |
Born a monarch with no crown Here i am to reclaim my rights Watch me command the thousand-head-crowd In the glare of bright lights A Throne for hundred sages It works its magic on the hungry ones Time freezes on the voice command Of the next Magus entering the stage Slaves of Illusion Playing the game of Awe Slaves to Mirrors Trapped in the Purgatory of Ego Slaves! Ready to enlive his own decease To fill the audience pit Bleeding real Drops, swallowing Sweat And working every wrinkle crease Artisan among Masters Unable to shrug his costume off Grown into his Mask with Flesh The Spectator of his own Act Illusion Arcana Apprentice Hunched behind the set He vanishees into lethargic obliveon Till the next curtain-up call As Magus Major Entrapped in servant`s role Performing his mute Swansong To the careless crowd I`m enliving the Ravish of Soul Each time i enter the stage Trading the new mould Shaped of Sweat and Sleepless nights ----- Zwierciadło Świata Urodzony królem bez korony Oto jestem tu by upomnieć się o moje prawa Patrzcie jak rozkazuję tysięcznym tłumom W poświacie mocnego światła Będąc tronem dla setek wieszczów Magia tego miejsca działa na wygłodniałych Tu czas zastyga na rozkaz wydany Przez kojonego maga, który wkracza na scenę Niewolnicy iluzji Grający w grę uwielbienia Niewolnicy luster Uwięzieni w czyśćcu ego Niewolnicy! Gotowy przeżyć na scenie własną śmierć Tylko by wypełnić widownię Krwawiący prawdziwymi kroplami krwi, połykający pot I tyrający nawet najmniejszą zmarszczką twarzy Oto rzemieślnik pośród mistrzów Niezdolny strząsnąć z siebie kostiumu Zrośnięty ciałem z maską Widz własnej sztuki Uczeń sztuki iluzji Zgarbiony za dekoracją Zapada w letargiczny niebyt zapomnienia Aż do następnego wyjścia na scenę Jak wielki mag Uwięziony w roli sługi Dający swoje ostatnie nieme przedstawienie Tłumowi, który nie zwraca uwagi Przeżywam gwałt na mojej duszy Za każdym razem kiedy wychodzę na scenę Handlując nową formą Ukształtowaną z potu i bezsennych nocy. |
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4. | Sanguine Harvest | 04:23 | Show lyrics |
The Dark Chevalier awaits the dusk To follow the scent You would mask With immortal affection his tongue he dips In the sanguine little pond that monthly drips Let your softer lips dew his With a mightly bloody kiss When you lie to rest at night Don’t clog the sanguine flow Summon the immortal Knight Before you give in to Dream Hair spread on the pillow, her limbs apart She wants to give in to Ravennish Art. The monthly crimson drops let free to flow Set up a sanguine bait He must follow Summon the Dark Duke for The Harvest of Blood Let Him taste the crimson lips ready to flood. ----- kawaler ciemnosci oczekuje zmierzchu aby podazyc za zapachem który wolalabys ukryc z niesmiertelna afektacja bedzie zanuzal jezyk w malym krwistym zrodelku ktore kapie kroplami co miesiac pozwol aby twoje (te)delikatniejsze usta zrosily jego usta we wszechmocnym krwistym pocalunku kiedy legniesz na spoczynek noca nie blokuj krwawego strumienia wezwij niesmiertelnego ksiecia z anim poddasz sie sennym marzeniom z wlosami rozrzuconymi na poduszce i z rozlozonymi udami ona chce poddac sie magi Kruczej sztuki karminowe krople miesieczne, gdy plyna staja sie krwawa przynenta, ktorej On nie moze sie oprzec wezwij ciemnego ksiecia na krwiste zniwa niech sprobuje szkarlatnych warg, ktore gotowe sa aby wybuchnac powodzia |
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5. | Minimum Fatal Dose | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
With every sip Im getting more alive With every sip I feel like tasting life The more I want , the less I am Fighting the gag effect I’m striving to endure I’m swallowing the sting To feel I can still feel Tilting the bottle Against the backdrop Of the changing world. Been thru Hell To get a piece of Paradise The fleeting taste of my Reward Left me sober and Lost The more I want, the less I am The liquid prayer burns my tongue. With the opaque dark veil Fading into foggy dawn the flavour of life turns bland numb Sleep takes me over to another daylight Hell I’m left with the shameful reminder of last night`s routine. ----- Minimum fatal dose (minimalna dawka powodujaca smierc) z kazdym lykiem staje sie zywszy z kazdym lykiem chce smakowac zycie im wiecej chce tym stanowie mniej zwalczajac odruch wymiotny walcze zeby wytwac polykam piekacy smak zeby czuc,ze nadal czuje przechylam butelke na tle zmieniajacego sie swiata przeszedlem przez pieklo zeby zdobyc kawalek raju ulatujacy smak nagrody pozostawil mnie zbyt trzezwym I zagubionym im wiecej chce tym stanowie mniej plynna modlitwa pali jezyk -swym matowym ciemnym welonem blaknac w mglisty swit -ten smak zycia staje sie jalowy nieprzytomny sen przenosi mnie do nastepnego piekla dnia zostaje ze wstydliwym przypomnieniem rutyny ostatniej nocy. |
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6. | MILD | 04:43 | instrumental |
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7. | Satyriathis | 03:18 | Show lyrics |
Vortex of my hunger draws you close Oblivion promise in my gaze Penetrates you deep to the core I will be inhaling your curiosity Licking your wet anxiety Smudging my anger onto your delicacy Sucking on your naivety Touch my callous skin Drive your nails into my cross-less back Smell all sleepless hours I’ve been thru Watch Beauty raped by life itself With every tear I lick off your face I take your fear into my heart With every drop of blood you let me taste I deprive you of your inner child ----- Przyciąga cię wir mojego głodu, Spojrzenie przyobiecujące zapomnienie Penetruje cię głęboko do kości Będę Wdychał twoją Ciekawość Lizał twój wilgotny Niepokój Rozmarzę swój Gniew na twojej Delikatności Będę Ssał twoją Naiwność Dotknij mojej Stwardniałej skóry Przeciągnij Paznokciami po plecach, co nigdy nie niosły krzyża Zaciągnij się zapachem bezsennych nocy, przez jakie przeszedłem Patrz Jak Piękno jest Gwałcone przez samo Życie. Z każdą Łzą, jaką Zlizuję z twojej twarzy Biorę w serce twój Strach Z każdą Kroplą Krwi, jaka pozwalasz mi smakować Pozbawiam cię twojej Dziecięcości. |
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8. | Sublatio | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
All the forsaken beings expect us to fill the void With the new faith. When it also proves inefficient, they turn against us.... Sheeps in wolves’ skin Crave for the road signs on the lost highway Assume the position! Kneel! Kneel! Kneel! I am the New Salesaman of Salvation Accept the victorious drug For the emotionally crippled. Addicted to believing Ready for bleeding Whatever the cause Whichever the cross Angry dark-ornate faces Yield for a forgiving father If not holy then black instead Just another Blind Guardian of Wicked Destiny From one altar to the other New life every new call Catching on many straws Getting high on your own fall I am the New Dealer of Faith New Salesman of Salvation Of the hardest drug ever known Killing millions , affecting billions. ----- Wszystkie te porzucone istoty spodziewają się , że wypełnimy pustkę Nową wiarą A kiedy i ta okazuje się nieskuteczna, odwracają się przeciw nam... Owce w wilczej skórze Błagają o drogowskazy na zagubionej autostradzie Przyjmij pozycję Uklęknij! x3 Jestem nowym sprzedawcą zbawienia Przyjmij ten zwycięski narkotyk Dla emocjonalnie kalekich Uzależnieni od wierzenia Gotowi krwawić Dla jakiejkolwiek przyczyny Pod jakimkolwiek krzyżem Pełne złości ciemno ozdobione twarze Błagają o wybaczającego ojca Jeśli nie świętego to czarnego Po prostu kolejnego ślepego strażnika pokręconego losu. Od 1 ołtarza do drugiego Nowe życie z każda nową zmianą Łapiąc wiele brzytw Upajają się własnym upadkiem Jestem nowym dilerem wiary Nowym sprzedawcą zbawienia Najtwardszego ze znanych narkotyków Zabijającego miliony a kierującego bilionami |
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9. | Tenebroso | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
The city of thousand moons Stints me on its light I am being passed by Pearl laughter carried along the dusty road The pregnant thought’s weight hurts I’m shrugging all the empty words off my back Rain turns to Rust Hopes remain Dreams And i tried, i did try Not to turn them into Dust Hands tired of Loneliness Odd sound of my own voice I fear what mirrors hide Eyes shut, no need to memorize the Pain ----- Miasto tysiąca księżyców Skąpi mi swojego światła Mija mnie perlisty śmiech Niesiony zakurzoną drogą Myśl brzemienna ciężarem boli Strząsam z pleców puste słowa Deszcz w rdze się zamienia Nadzieje pozostają marzeniami A ja starałem się, naprawdę starałem Żeby nie obróciły się w pył Ręce zmęczone samotnością Dziwnie brzmiący własny głos Boję się tego, co lustro skrywa Zamykam oczy, nie muszę uczyć się tego bólu na pamięć |
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10. | Morsus Ora | 03:23 | Show lyrics |
I died last night No one noticed Blood froze in my veins I forgot how to breathe Limbs went numb I ended up defiling the bed I was born in Woke up into worse world Didn’t get released I’m still pushed to carry on my reoccuring deaths There is no heaven No hell To accept me All the lives I missed All the deaths I live thru ----- Morsus Ora - Granica smierci Umarłem zeszłej nocy Nikt nie zauważył Krew zamarzła w moich żyłach Zapomniałem jak się oddycha Kończyny straciły czucie Skończyłem plugawiąc łóżko W którym się narodziłem Obudziłem się w gorszym świecie Nie uwolniłem się Nadal jestem zmuszony trwać Przez wszystkie powtarzające się śmierci Nie ma ani nieba Ani piekła Które mnie przyjmie Wszystkie życia, które przegapiłem Wszystkie śmierci, które przeżyłem |
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11. | Ancient Breed | 01:21 | instrumental |
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12. | Harvesterror | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
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13. | Deadly Threshold | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
Broken wings upon me, Disappointed’s tears Perverse fortune wakes up Magnitude of my exist Waiting for sentence of the death Suspended in huge vacuum I still count of fast solution Imprison pieces of soul Only aim to destruction Waiting for the death I’m hiding in his arms [Ref] Mighty lord take of the spell Take of course that made me blind Am I over death am I over life He: Groggy of wasted fear / She: Me against my life, I’m folding roses on my grave / Me against my heart Retard remain of human wishes / Me against my love, Climbing to prevent escape / Me against my blood. He: Lord of darkness side / She: Lord of darkness side I entrust to you my life! / Give me back my life! She: I’m calling you, I’m waiting for your awakening, Rise! across the deadly threshold! He: I hear your voice, I fell sweet numbness, your tears are falling down on my haunted soul... [Ref] x2 |
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Black Sun Rising
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Mortifer (R.I.P. 2013) | Bass |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars |
VX | Keyboards |
Icanraz | Drums |
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1. | Inward Spiral | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
Can’t decipher the human code It’s getting harder to know what’s real Don’t know how to live among you all Immune and indifferent, I just can’t feel Can’t live your life Diminished to a number Dwarfed to a cubicle of flesh Chasing time like a rat on a wheel You make it go faster And complain how it feels INWARD SPIRAL I am asking myself questions Just to hear someone talk I get intimate with my thoughts I’m going quietly insane I alleviate the delusion Of being a slave to triggered responses And remind myself of being alive By frequent incisions and spilling my blood |
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2. | Egomaniac Frenzy | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Don’t presume you know me I let you look through the key hole Just to hear your heart beat And smell your fear You are made for obedience I’ll yield to overpowering desire To transform my thoughts Into your memories I’ve lost my soul somewhere I guess I’ve sunk it in all the liquor Or threw it up with the puke I am the empty-core modern zombie Don’t look for a reason There is none No liberation is coming Once I’m done I close the drapes Evade the light And welcome life Into my life |
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3. | Mortification Study | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
Have you ever been mistreated? Have you ever felt so lonely it hurt? Have you ever hurt so much you wanted To disappear? Have you been used and abused to the point You couldn’t look in the mirror? Have you been victimized? Humiliated? Have you? Because i haven’t, never have, never will, But I’m willing to inflict the pain On you all over again |
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4. | Voyeristic Life Abuser | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
Alone I came into this world And so shall it be Destined to a life of turmoil I abandon and never reclaim I hunt innocence drifting aimlessly To mould it into the perfect pray I can sense a life gone wrong By its foul stench of inner decay I am the Stalker holding the Tool of Apocalypse Playing God without Divine Wisdom I have reversed the chain of cause and effect Become the Grand Architect I sensed a life spiraled out of control I glanced into the Dark and spilled my soul I enliven your fears and transcend Beyond the boundaries of common paraphilia Following unthinkable human instincts I yield to malevolent psychotic rage And revel in distortions of human form Acts of abusive humiliation I am the Egomaniac Karmic Fate Misuser Human Humiliator I am the Life Abuser |
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5. | Fornicatrix | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Don’t cling fear And don’t try flee either I am here for a reason I’m watching you giving in To your compulsory instinct Being caressed by random arms How far will you go in your disillusion muck reality? How long will you fall in your putrid debauchery? Lowliness queen of self-inflicted pain Worn and torn it tears apart I will transform you beyond recognition And become something else myself I will put my bizarre preconception to the test And grant you liberation Through cleansing pain No one is beyond redemption You are a free offering Gained with no strife I will put out the flicker of hope Gleaming in your overmade eyes You are free offering Disposable sacrifice I will use as I see it fit I despise your kind In your face I’ll spit Each time you look up |
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6. | Iconography of Pain | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
I scout holes in people Holes that can’t be filled I sense your broken spirit That will never be healed You are still waiting For your greatest day to come In this rough world out here Where people when they get from you What they can get from you They get mean with you Shaped by accident We all carry stories Of accidental pain Deeply encoded images We flash elimatically And forget right after See me as a private collector Willing to add to his gallery It will be a private viewing Of your personal iconography of pain I’ll keep a part of you with me But take your dawn away in return |
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7. | Sedated Daimona | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
I’ve opened you to Infinity Through excruciating Pain In the Rite of Reciprocal Iconolatry I’ve imposed my perspective On yet another Sleeper Pleasure to the point of Pain Pain to the point of Pleasure Sedated Daimona Frozen in her moment of Glory Flesh sculpture Offering her story Goddess of incessant Grief Scared not to die but to live In the Rite of Mutual Divini cation I’ve made you anew I’ve shaped you through Into the Blood Fountain Human Shrine I’ve been cleansed For some time |
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8. | Abreaction | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
How far can I go? When life becomes judged as a waste and loss What else is there to lose? Once you do it It feels so scaringly good and easy You just can’t stop Or ever go back Each time the border line Gets moved beyond my reach And the bottom shifts lower How far can I go? I can’t find the rush no more I’m just chasing the drug Trying to relive again The original frenzy smack I am the Beast of Anger Chained to the rock of my life I’ll disappear into the link of these lines And be reborn in your mind If you want another Face of Evil Look in the mirror |
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9. | Act of Renunciation | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I am taking a stand now You will hear me I refuse to do anything with this world I am becoming something now You all are just footprints On my way to becoming the apex of creation I have sinned against your humanity In pursuit of insatiable indulgence Shattered your faith and violated your laws I want this world to end I want the circle complete Stars are breathing down on me I can see the curve of the Earth I will shade the Sun with my wings Unleash winds that blow insanity When I flutter my wings This world will be gone |
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42:12 |
Black Sun Rising
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Mortifer (R.I.P. 2013) | Bass |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
Armand | Guitars |
VX | Keyboards |
Icanraz | Drums |
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1. | Inward Spiral | 05:36 | Show lyrics |
Can’t decipher the human code It’s getting harder to know what’s real Don’t know how to live among you all Immune and indifferent, I just can’t feel Can’t live your life Diminished to a number Dwarfed to a cubicle of flesh Chasing time like a rat on a wheel You make it go faster And complain how it feels INWARD SPIRAL I am asking myself questions Just to hear someone talk I get intimate with my thoughts I’m going quietly insane I alleviate the delusion Of being a slave to triggered responses And remind myself of being alive By frequent incisions and spilling my blood |
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2. | Egomaniac Frenzy | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
Don’t presume you know me I let you look through the key hole Just to hear your heart beat And smell your fear You are made for obedience I’ll yield to overpowering desire To transform my thoughts Into your memories I’ve lost my soul somewhere I guess I’ve sunk it in all the liquor Or threw it up with the puke I am the empty-core modern zombie Don’t look for a reason There is none No liberation is coming Once I’m done I close the drapes Evade the light And welcome life Into my life |
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3. | Mortification Study | 03:52 | Show lyrics |
Have you ever been mistreated? Have you ever felt so lonely it hurt? Have you ever hurt so much you wanted To disappear? Have you been used and abused to the point You couldn’t look in the mirror? Have you been victimized? Humiliated? Have you? Because i haven’t, never have, never will, But I’m willing to inflict the pain On you all over again |
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4. | Voyeristic Life Abuser | 04:27 | Show lyrics |
Alone I came into this world And so shall it be Destined to a life of turmoil I abandon and never reclaim I hunt innocence drifting aimlessly To mould it into the perfect pray I can sense a life gone wrong By its foul stench of inner decay I am the Stalker holding the Tool of Apocalypse Playing God without Divine Wisdom I have reversed the chain of cause and effect Become the Grand Architect I sensed a life spiraled out of control I glanced into the Dark and spilled my soul I enliven your fears and transcend Beyond the boundaries of common paraphilia Following unthinkable human instincts I yield to malevolent psychotic rage And revel in distortions of human form Acts of abusive humiliation I am the Egomaniac Karmic Fate Misuser Human Humiliator I am the Life Abuser |
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5. | Fornicatrix | 03:24 | Show lyrics |
Don’t cling fear And don’t try flee either I am here for a reason I’m watching you giving in To your compulsory instinct Being caressed by random arms How far will you go in your disillusion muck reality? How long will you fall in your putrid debauchery? Lowliness queen of self-inflicted pain Worn and torn it tears apart I will transform you beyond recognition And become something else myself I will put my bizarre preconception to the test And grant you liberation Through cleansing pain No one is beyond redemption You are a free offering Gained with no strife I will put out the flicker of hope Gleaming in your overmade eyes You are free offering Disposable sacrifice I will use as I see it fit I despise your kind In your face I’ll spit Each time you look up |
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6. | Iconography of Pain | 05:12 | Show lyrics |
I scout holes in people Holes that can’t be filled I sense your broken spirit That will never be healed You are still waiting For your greatest day to come In this rough world out here Where people when they get from you What they can get from you They get mean with you Shaped by accident We all carry stories Of accidental pain Deeply encoded images We flash elimatically And forget right after See me as a private collector Willing to add to his gallery It will be a private viewing Of your personal iconography of pain I’ll keep a part of you with me But take your dawn away in return |
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7. | Sedated Daimona | 04:13 | Show lyrics |
I’ve opened you to Infinity Through excruciating Pain In the Rite of Reciprocal Iconolatry I’ve imposed my perspective On yet another Sleeper Pleasure to the point of Pain Pain to the point of Pleasure Sedated Daimona Frozen in her moment of Glory Flesh sculpture Offering her story Goddess of incessant Grief Scared not to die but to live In the Rite of Mutual Divini cation I’ve made you anew I’ve shaped you through Into the Blood Fountain Human Shrine I’ve been cleansed For some time |
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8. | Abreaction | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
How far can I go? When life becomes judged as a waste and loss What else is there to lose? Once you do it It feels so scaringly good and easy You just can’t stop Or ever go back Each time the border line Gets moved beyond my reach And the bottom shifts lower How far can I go? I can’t find the rush no more I’m just chasing the drug Trying to relive again The original frenzy smack I am the Beast of Anger Chained to the rock of my life I’ll disappear into the link of these lines And be reborn in your mind If you want another Face of Evil Look in the mirror |
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9. | Act of Renunciation | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
I am taking a stand now You will hear me I refuse to do anything with this world I am becoming something now You all are just footprints On my way to becoming the apex of creation I have sinned against your humanity In pursuit of insatiable indulgence Shattered your faith and violated your laws I want this world to end I want the circle complete Stars are breathing down on me I can see the curve of the Earth I will shade the Sun with my wings Unleash winds that blow insanity When I flutter my wings This world will be gone |
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42:12 |
Machine of Creation
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Armand | Guitars |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
VX | Keyboards |
Astat | Drums |
Mortifer (R.I.P. 2013) | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Marcin Urbaś | Lyrics |
Fabian Filiks | Cover art |
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1. | Aging Sun | 04:58 | |
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2. | Multiple Personality | 03:22 | |
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3. | Scorched Earth | 05:20 | |
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4. | Dawn of Man | 01:46 | |
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5. | Primal Instinct | 03:39 | |
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6. | Terror Machine | 04:02 | |
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7. | Lost | 05:41 | |
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8. | Destroyers | 06:03 | |
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9. | Frag-men-ted | 02:24 | |
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10. | Amnesia | 04:44 | |
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Machine of Creation
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Armand | Guitars |
Soyak | Guitars, Vocals |
VX | Keyboards |
Astat | Drums |
Mortifer (R.I.P. 2013) | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Marcin Urbaś | Lyrics |
Fabian Filiks | Cover art |
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1. | Aging Sun | 04:58 | |
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2. | Multiple Personality | 03:22 | |
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3. | Scorched Earth | 05:20 | |
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4. | Dawn of Man | 01:46 | |
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5. | Primal Instinct | 03:39 | |
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6. | Terror Machine | 04:02 | |
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7. | Lost | 05:41 | |
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8. | Destroyers | 06:03 | |
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9. | Frag-men-ted | 02:24 | |
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10. | Amnesia | 04:44 | |
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