1. |
Introduction: Divination
03:11
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None (Instrumental)
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2. |
Matriarch
06:03
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Can't bare to bear, bearer
of naught but blind
justice. Redress
With hammer or balm
Matriarch
Mother to all and none
She will addle the lore
Against the odds and norms
From oppression she rose
With a voice of thunderstorms
She structured chaos
Matriarca, oh matriarch (em pt mesmo)
Mother of no fairy tale
Mythos deconstructed
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3. |
Auto-da-Fé
06:00
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a holy tribunal
filled with old men
discussing matters divine
judging the crimes of peasants
accused of heresy
today my fate lies in their hands
those filthy hands
will hurt me
and beat me
and bleed me
and craft my
auto-da-fé
the stage is set
the crowds have arrived
and I tremble at the sight
of the inquisitors
my body's broken
my soul is in ruins
my fate is still unknown
and yet my penitence
has already begun
humiliated
expecting the worst
I bear the mark of treason
sanbenito
My legacy put to shame
Shame
auto da fe
my sentence's announced
they'll burn me alive
et Spiritum Sanctum effúdit in remissiónem peccatórum,
my sins are unknown
my god is dead
my soul is dead
per ministérium Ecclésiæ
I hear the crack of the whip
torture
slaughter
bloodshed
in the name of god
murder
corruption
politics
in the name of god
the crowd cheers
in inhuman delight
they know our fate
is a painful death
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4. |
Purified by Fire
04:58
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fire
spreading holy light
fire
cleansing the impure
fire
the bane of the godless
demonstrating god's love
death
our god demands
death
he demands we shed some
blood
and destroy the devil's work
red
scorching red
hell
is brought before us
tears
crying as her flesh melts
punished for the crime of womanhood
fire
burning all my sins
fire
burning through my flesh
fire
the blessing of christ
burn me whole
she still wonders as she burns
what did she do, what is her crime
smelling burnt flesh in shock she faints
(another) Spawn of Lucifer
Purified by fire!
demon, whore, witch!
purified by fire
woman, free, dead!
Domine Iesu, dimitte nobis debita nostra, salva nos ab igne inferiori, perduc in caelum omnes animas, praesertim eas, quae misericordiae tuae maxime indigent.
justice slaughter cleansing killing
(another) Spawn of Lucifer
Purified by fire!
demon, whore, witch!
purified by fire
woman, free, dead!
Redemption by burning on a stake
Salvation through a slow and painful death
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5. |
Satan in the Death Row
06:38
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another one debased
through false conclusions, flawed logic
ravage now, question later
dive into the frenzy
time and time again
it's not allowed to change
as brisk solutions are vital
contempt unvital
to quell the thirst of the
ornery lynch mob
paroxysm
of cursory conclusions
meantime
lives at stake
negligible
those are not worthy of care
chronicled targets
the weakest links of the chain
the oppressed, the maladjusted
kindling to the symbolic pyre
symbolic justice, symbolic guilt
only death is real
"For a split second today
I could smell home.
The world I left behind was so close I could almost touch it.
It's amazing how certain shades of agony
have their own beauty."
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6. |
Forbidden
06:19
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the day the horseman came to me
I was fatigued and worn out
yet I reluctantly welcomed him
and before I could argue
I was taken his prisoner
creator
why have you allowed
my mind
to wander into the darkest places
now i can't leave
I'm trapped in the void
in my godless void
I am king supreme
smite me lord
forbidden
I am the larvae king
ruling no one
I defy the gods
because I am free
they watch with disdain
because I'm free from them
fervor
consumes us in vain
terror
infused in our brains
grotesque
we bow to the strange
ghoulish
warriors and saints
frenzy
faces twisted in pain
the banner
carrying his name
provokes
a choir of distress
tumult
as the horseman rides by
forbidden
criminal
"I succumb in shame
his sword in my neck
his eyes burning red
I drown in my last breath"
the vengeful
and vain creator
savors my disgrace
he tears
my flesh
and breaks my bones
he enjoys my pain
he is god almighty
grand master of the blind
secret servant of the dark
he drinks to my death in hell
he is god almighty
frenzy
faces twisted in pain
the banner
carrying his name
provokes
a choir of distress
tumult
as the horseman rides by
fervor
consumes us in vain
terror
infused in our brains
grotesque
we bow to the strange
ghoulish
warriors and saints
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7. |
Le Roi Nu
05:54
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le roi nu
how could he not see
the lingering pest
beneath him
rei nu
a coward with a crown
and a court of scum
dying
le roi nu
only looks to himself
and sees noone else
the tyrant
he worships the gods
but does the devil's work
to gain his favor
and fails to impress
le roi nu
how could he not see
the impending storm
infernal
ignoring the signs
of his obvious doom
he never looked down
and the people ate him
the king is dead
let's celebrate his death
by following in
his footsteps
the king is dead
let's celebrate our death
by crowning
another one
today
we rejoice
today
we've won
and yet the irony
is that the king is naked
and so are we
today
we feast
today
the day's ours
and yet the irony
is that the king is naked
and so are we
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8. |
Egregious
07:28
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to degrade our
manifestations of freedom
they will gush their hatred over
the inadequate
ortodoxy in this age of reason
only hurts the unprotected,
the invisible
the death of god
brought light but also contempt
As the wrath of the believers escalates
hate
poorly disguised as faith
threatens the advance
of our collective sense
and buries us in shit
and for yet another age
we will have to bear
with the eccentricities
of obsolete doctrines
and the older they get
the harder they ought to hit
to convince the young
to indulge in their lunacy
and though god is really dead
his ghost lingers still
and idiots everywhere
offer their lives to him
and the worst offence
is the painful irony
of greedy clergymen
and their doom machines
created by the godless science
it's.... egregious
but no amount of violence
will change the fact that
religious faith of any kind
is but one of humanity's desperate attempts
at making light of the ugly
and inevitable end of life
and religions themselves
are just another pillar
to sustain old power structures
but they will fall
because everything falls
the young reject the old
and noone can stop
the moral zeitgeist
once it is set in motion
Today they call themselves believers.
Tomorrow their offspring will call them victims.
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9. |
Outro
02:03
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None (instrumental)
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Despot Belo Horizonte, Brazil
Originally from Belo Horizonte, MG, Despot is a Black Metal duo formed by multi-instrumentalists Marcelo Murrer on guitars, bass, keyboards, lead and backing vocals, and Diogo C. on drums, keyboards and backing vocals.
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