- Cape Horn
a trader leaving harbour
farewell waving hands
set course with godspeed
to far promising lands
the sun is mildly shining
sails bulging in the breeze
an expedition seeking
free passage to the east
- Chaos In The Flesh
Moving forward, driven by speed
This instrument is made by hardened steel
Its goal is to crush with a fiendish power
Remorse is a term abolished for ages
The tracks are revelling in soil and flesh
When its mouth roars, it?s spreading lead
Destruction, pain, sorrow and death
Complete is the diabolical pact
- For They Ascend...
Where silence reigns and blackened is the day
Lurking deep down in a watery grave
An entity awaits its hundreth prey
As its only satisfaction is to maim
Many trophies, proving its skill
Disturbing the peace of a quite day
Or to strike at a stormy, rough night
Cutting the life-string and they?ll bleed to death
- Marching Towards The Styx
From the deepest darkness of the spiritual dimensions
It came to proclaim the word of death
Darkness in all its blackened glory
Powerful and fulminate against the world of the living
The extinction of gods creatures and mortal paradise
Without any sanctified and compromises it achieved its goal
With the tools of devastation bringing the earth to roar
To conquer the weak and unbelievers, the strong and believers
- On The Wings Of Inferno
Feeding on angles of the human mind
We transform thoughts into mental food
Sucking the will out of your untouched soul
Your energy feeds our world
On the wings of inferno we thrive
The extraction of impiety we drink
The carrion of sanity we eat
The sulphurous air we breathe
- Pages In Blood
Words written in blood
And the book was bound in flesh
Rites from a distant mind
And the source was unrevealed
Pages in blood
Defiled words of truth and life
Invocation of the gods
The meaning of the seven seals
- Rite of Shades
Searching for their after-life,
Visions of mortality.
The ever-written question
Of their own spirituality.
Rite of Shades.
Revelations
Of the co-existence
- Scorbutics
cleaving, pounding forsty waves
heading for the south
a three-master manned with buccaneers
scourges of the new world
recognize no law
brotherhood of hardened privateers
jolly roger fluttering
shameless and scornfull
- Summoning The Storm
Summoned from the fields of terror
We approach with a ghastly speed
Devoted to the cause of aggressive submission
Striking down the enemy?s opposition
Brought forth by the sun
Riding on the streams of destruction
Our wings are carried by blackest emotions
Carrying the instruments of perdition
- The Blood I Spilled
coming home after the war
all that's left is a prisoner of two worlds
the past is red of all the blood I spilled
the future's black because there is no hope
nothing is sacred to me
i want you, father, to fall on your knees
- The Flood
Neptune sends his servants of disaster
His trident commands the howling winds
Guides the hurricanes onto the lowlands
Striking hard on the southern province
Wild waves ramming on entire coastlines
The heavy storm comes in from the north west
Maximum velocity of nature
- The Scent Of Obscurity
Tasting the scent of obscurity
While adoring the wisdom unseen
Extract most fiendish emotions
From beyond the irrational world
Inhumanity caused by frenzied reactions
Shroud from visions of inhuman perfection
Evoking the tide of insurrection
The wake, disturbed by sulphurous dimensions
- Valleys In Oblivion
Destitute of concealment for ages
Vestiges, which meant earlier life
Again brought up on an unnatural way
Every stone, every grave, every remain,
Obtained with memories
Remaining from generation after generation
The valleys, where distant ancestors
- Vermin
Hordes of disgust
Hungers, hasty, roaming at night
Red eyes leering
Apparitions of the darkest kind
Heinous rodents
The past of the modern agglomeration
Living terror
Indestructable abominations