Blood Era
by SPHERE
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The Age of Contempt
05:24
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Drive a spear through the bastard's side,
crack his ribs, break his fucking spine.
Spill a warning with his blood.
Of all false prophets to come, leave shall none.
Mutilated carcass strung up for everyone to behold.
A puppet in his father’s hands, left to rot in the sun.
Look at the visage of thy savior, blood-bathed shadow of your deity.
My work of destruction brings forth our salvation.
The old gods must fall.
I will pull the veil that separates this
hollowed land from the underworld.
Turn the lying idols into dust.
I’ll resurrect the flame of damnation
To feed the Christians to the lions.
None of you deserve any fucking mercy.
Your time will end.
Plunder and pillage,
Massacre to dominate.
None shall leave alive.
Witness the age of contempt.
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Conquer the Christians
04:10
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Look up and you'll see your judgment draws near.
Mankind's slaughter is its awakening.
With knife in your hand and fear on your lips, you await hell's fury
Excommunicate the rats from this land
Drive them all with bestial force
Wake up and you'll see you're bound to slavery
Rise on the tide of destruction
On bloodied ground, the horseman rides
Crown of thorns lies at his feet
Hear the serpent's bestial call
The blood of Christ must be spilled
Stomp the vermin at our feet
Burn the holy book of lies
Crumble temples of the weak
Leave their faith in the ashen ground
The process of cleansing has begun
Burn the Christians in the pyre
And watch them scream in agony
And then I saw the Lamb break one of the seven seals,
And I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice of thunder,
"Come."
I looked and I saw a white horse, and he who sat on it had a bow and a crown
And he went out conquering and to conquer.
Look up and you'll see that doomsday is here
Mankind's slaughter - awakening
With knife in your hand and the god on your lips
Unleash hell's fury
Gaze upon this land filled with hatred
It’s the consequence of your religion
Cursed yet forever be bound to this prophecy
Bring upon your destruction
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3. |
Blood Era
05:49
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All will drown in heaven's tears
Glares of submission and fear hide the path to the unknown. Sink deeper into the abyss. Drown in tides gripping the dead, blood filled visions haunt thy dreams, devouring the light.
Gather the volatile aura, feed off its pure decay. Cast shadows upon this wasteland. Traverse the threshold of fear
Into the mouth of madness, into the fire, into ice. We were chosen to make the heavens turn black. Kneel before the hateful throne, and gaze into darkness
I thy guide will lead thee through this infernal place, where thou shalt see the spirits of the damned. Abandon all hope ye who enter here.
I am the way into the realm of hate
I am the way into eternal pain
I am the way to go among the lost
Into eternal darkness, into the fire, into ice.
We were chosen to make the heavens turn black. Kneel before the hateful throne, and gaze into madness
No miracles, no bleeding hands
His kingdom gone. His will is broken.
God has fallen
There is no horizon. No worth remains of this condemned existence. Kneel before the throne and gaze into the abyss.
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Eternal War
04:30
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Abysmal howls, stench of putrid flesh
A testimony to the majesty of misery,
Our Father, Who art in heaven, cursed be thy name;
1914 - the war to end all wars has seen destruction grander than before.
Mustard gas melody singing it’s alluring song to the hopeless.
Mass grave trenches. Fear not the end
But to live in this cycle of torture.
Up and over, push and conquer,
Bring forth victory
1944 - Thousands of lives ended in Treblinka. Mothers, wives, and daughters slaughtered without second’s doubt. Humiliation and cruelty. Smoke from chimneys. Railroad tracks. Electric fences.
Bestial force unleashed onto mankind. Where was their god, where was their savior? Cowered in fear as their world collapsed. No sign of his deity to behold.
Oh, great Charon let me cross the river Styx to raise an army of the wronged and forgotten. Let them take revenge on heavens. Let them slay the angel choir and impale saints. The pearly gates will crumble at their feet.
Thy kingdom gone. Thy will be broken. As above, so below.
There is no hope
There is no god
There is only void
Deprived of light
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Scars of Sanctity
05:29
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From the silence of a dead tomb
To the cinders of an empty womb
You won’t breathe life into those ashes
Smoldering embers in the wake of deceit
Beyond the veil of death
Drawing its final breath
Fading back into black
Return to ash
Flawed by our imperfect design
In the image of the divine
Suffering in silence
Enduring violence
In the image of thy father
You were born to die again and again
Destined for suffering
Like the whore of Nazareth did
A curse worse than your death
Drowning in regret
Flawed by our imperfect design
In the image of the divine
Suffering in silence
Enduring violence
Pious suffering
Born to breed
Born to die like the whore of Nazareth did
All will be left abandoned by
Protectors of life not started
Those wounds will never stop bleeding
No chance of your mind ever healing
Terrorized by your scars of sanctity
As the masses want more
All will suffer by the hand of god
Bury your cross, reclaim your pride
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Heralds of Pestilence
05:09
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Tarnish the veil,
Uncover lies,
Bastard servants, I curse thy faith
I scorn your symbols and your blasphemy
Who will wipe your filth off us?
Embrace this descent into night.
Rats swarming at their master's feet.
I defile the holy blood communion.
I will vomit on sacred book of lies.
Blasphemous vision of your servitude.
Destruction and plague, lustful sin of flesh.
Fire, ignite the skies, torch the house of god.
Burn it to the ground, leave no stone unturned.
Sadistic pedophiles, spawns of greed and lust,
Your reign will end nailed to the cross.
I am the fire that will cleanse your filth
The abhorrent torturer of depravity
Storms of desecration will consume your souls
Hordes of Beelzebub will devour thy flesh
Sanctuaries will become temples of your doom.
Unleash hell to crush the bastard god of man.
Behold the cleansing flame,
Your holy altars charred,
Your words set ablaze.
Wastelands of your faith.
Messianic plague.
Human sacrifice.
Scourge of heresy.
Screams of ecstasy.
Eternal deceiver seeks your offering.
Damnation awaits you to wipe your fucking filth.
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Icon of Sin
03:46
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Behold the crux of your dismay made manifest in flesh upon the altar where you sacrificed your freedom. The hidden shall arise and drown the world in tears of Christ. Suffer all who shall not believe.
Heretic progeny
Triumphant harmony
Pull down the cross from the burning steeple
Let disciples perish in hell's inferno
Purge them all. Burn the skin off their bones
Cleanse the world with fire and brimstone
Pathetic prophets, false icons, warmongers,
They let their mouths run their hateful tongues
Dividing masses one by one to abase and degrade. This millenium shall pass in oblivion.
Worship his coming, the icon of sin
Embodiment of torment and fear
Tear at the throats of the false apostles
Let thy blood lust fill this world
Lay waste to the holy icons
Silence their hymns of deceit
With flame, we'll forge a new path of redemption
Over the mountains of rage into abyss
Through the valleys of despair we march on
To the depths of wrath incarnate
We’ll defile the pearly halls with our majesty
Rip the keys from St. Peter’s cold dead hands
Divine blood shall drown the heavens
Fear what you have awakened
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I am Death Incarnate
04:14
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It is the time for the fourth seal to be broken.
Inhale the stench of blood and rotten flesh.
Witness the world turn to decay of filth and ash,
Embrace the last breath of a dying race.
I see your kind wither as life's becoming still.
Destructive force washing away history with blood.
I will create a blank canvas for children to paint anew
And celebrate suffering in the light of our collapse.
Witness the end of times.
With my own hands I’ll lay waste to all
Deprive all of hope and slow life to crawl
Line up apostles one by fucking one
Foul lying heretics, let justice be done
I am the filth under your fingernails
I am the guilt that will weight on your soul
I am the depths of your despair
I am the night’s marrow
I will awaken the worst in humanity
And desecrate the remnants of the earth
For I have become Death,
Destroyer of worlds
Blood that runs through me
Will now run through you
I am the one that will out an end to you
"Apocalypse 19. Michael and the angel. Revelation 12 v 7-9. Scheits. Phillip Medhurst Collection" image used under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license. Author: Phillip Medhurst.
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Nails
04:54
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Three rusty nails shoved through your flesh
The pain of betrayal numbs you deep inside
In an endless cycle of perpetual decay
You’ve borne your cross to the top of Golgotha
Long was the walk through Jerusalem
While spiteful masses unleashed their hate
Their spit in your face, laughing at your pain
Dragging your shame in the eve of torment
Worthless death of pain and agony awaits thee
Pain crashed in waves of relentless torment
Tortured visions consume thy mind
Thorny visage wrapped in agony
Rotting away
Unveil the man behind the sacred lie
You'll bleed just like the rest of us
We will applaud the hemorrhage from your veins
We will worship flies feasting on your wounds
Beg for salvation, beg for forgiveness
We've sealed your fate with rusty nails
We've sealed your fate with rusty nails
Nail him
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about
Artist: Sphere
Track: I am Death Incarnate
Album: Blood Era
Year: 2022
Genre: Death Metal
Country: Poland
Label: Deformeathing Production
Track: I am Death Incarnate
Album: Blood Era
Year: 2022
Genre: Death Metal
Country: Poland
Label: Deformeathing Production
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released May 6, 2022
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