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CONTAMINATION
2010 - Metal Blade Recs. USA (CD for the U.S.)
2010 - Metal Blade Recs. GMBH (CD for Europe)
2010 - Fono Ltd. (CD for Russia)
2012 - W.T.C. Prod. (12" Gatefold DLP / Spec. Ed. 12" Gatefold DLP)
Notations:
- Recorded during June/July of 2009 at Necromorbus Studio.
- “Advent...” and outroduction on track III by Nabemih.
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Instrumental
Signs Of Extirpation, By Free Will, Chosen To Deny Is More Alive Now Than Ever.
Each Repulsibe Shiver Down The Spine Claws More Furious Than Ever!
This Mouth Is Its Choir, Flesh Its Vessel.
All Urges By Free Will Chosen To Deny Is More Malicious Now Than Ever.
For So Long Ive Been Dead To This World And All Of Its Vermin. Reaching Out With Open Hands To Reach A Throat - And Seal A Fate.
I Bide Into The Pulsating Waves Of Remedy Which Carry The Aid As Visions Of The Beyond.
To Gain Its Sights And Gain Its Keys Is The Venom, In My Veins.
A Razor-Sharp Power That Cut New Rivers.
A Perfect Passion Which Bring Desire To Burn.
A Trancelike Void Which Leave The Mind Ablaze.
This Mouth Is Its Choir, Flesh Its Vessel.
Forbidden Verses Echo - Always With Such Temptation.
Empires To Sand. Oceans To Dust.
The Gallows For Ye All, Perverted Filth And Scum!
I Was Solely Born To Be A Traitor To Every Breathing Life Form.
On The Day With No Dusk In Womb, The Seas Shall Turn To Dust.
Each Blooming Kingdom To A Lifeless Field.
As Dog Eats Dog And Man Eats Man.
Let The Tongues In Mouths Go Rot And The Sight In Every Eye Go Blind.
Hold On To Nothing - For It Is All There Is.
The Skies Are Shining Crimson.
Nothing But Silence Across These Fields Of Ash.
Embrace The Memories Of All That Used To Be
Before The Sentence Was Laid Upon Your Head As A Doom To Come.
Let Vultures Pick Your Loved Ones Clean.
Let Each Chalice Of Redemption Stand Dry.
With Head Raised High - Behold The Burning Dawn.
The Stillborn Structures Of All That Used To Be - Whats Your Action Against The Fearful Scythe?
I Feast Upon Your Rancid Flesh. I Taint Your Grail.
The Blood That Falls From Crimson Skies Is Mine To Drown Your Name.
Let Vultures Pick Your Loved Ones Clean.
Let Each Chalice Of Redemption Stand Dry.
Mother Against Spawn. Redemption Into Punishment.
Brother Against Brother. Father Against Son. Contaminate The EARTH!
Let Each Ear Neglect A Prayer. Blessing Given As Wound.
Each Well Shall Hold Rot And Venom, Each Fruit Vomit,
Each Action To Harm.
On The Day With No Dusk In Womb The Seas Shall Turn To Dust
As Dog Eats Dog And Man Eat Man... And Structures Fall Apart.
Let Vultures Pick Your Loved Ones Clean.
Let Each Chalice Of Redemption Stand Dry. Stand Ablaze - For It Is All There Is.
Mother Against Spawn, Redemption To Punishment,
Brother Against Brother, Father Against Son. Contaminate The EARTH!
Feel The Panic Through Your Spine As The Heart And Razor Meet
As A Giant Against A Man.
It Drips With Hatred And Carves With Joy As It Opens Up The Heart To Reach Its Chamber And Plant Its Seed...
And Spread It Out Throughout The Veins.
From The Dried Cunt Of Life Came Not Child But Coughs Of Dust
The Stench Of Rot Still Linger Within The Winds...
Empty Eyes Are Staring Into Lifeless Nothing.
Open Wide - Now A Nest For Flies
From The Scorned Cunt Of Light
Not Even One Ray Remain To Light The Dark Who Swallowed Us...
Each Casket Fed, Not One Single Word Was Spoken
No Echo Travel To Share Its Message...
Manifested And Awoken By The Pleasures Of Sin
Whose Acts Were Denied By Sense - But Awoken By Will.
Now Neglect Everything And Walk Into The Fire
To Burn The Crust That Seal Thee With Remorse!
The Dried Tongues Wish So Pitiful To Speak.
None Of The Words Are Heard Throughout The Blistered Throat.
From The Dried Cunt Of Life - No Prosper But Sighs Of Angst.
Fluids From Open Wounds Still Stain Its Surface.
Men Torn Into Bits, Staring Into The Lifeless Nothing - Wide Open.
Now Left To Rot In Silence...
Pestilence With Different Faces
Have Swept The Ground Countless Times Before
Each One With The Spirit Of A Wolf.
Now Neglect Everything And Walk Into The Fire
To Burn The Crust That Seal Thee With Remorse!
The Dried Tongues Wish Pitiful To Speak,
Yet None Of The Words Are Heard
No, None Of The Words Are Heard
Each Origin Reversed!
Many Years Have Passed Since Forbidden Wine Soaked This Heart
And Mind With Darkness Lustful Sights.
Born Not To Praise Creations Dawn But Curse Its Birth,
Whose Hands Shaped This Flesh For Reasons Unknown.
The Massive Urge To Conquer Liberation
Casted Flames Upon The Throne Where Each New Life Is Formed.
Open My Eyes To Allow Me The Sight Beyond Life
To Cast Clear Light Upon The Shadows Secrets In The Dark.
I Desire Nothing But To Feel My Wild Blood Run
Vibrant, Now With A Force None Of This World.
Every Task Clear, Each Purpose An Unlocked Gate.
For The Signs Are All So Clear
What Dwells Beneath I Cannot Deny.
Allow Me Now The Sight Beyond Life
To Shed Clear Light Upon The Secrets In The Dark.
Turn My Hungers Into Ways Where Upon My Strife Can Prosper.
Never Ask Of Me To Change Direction
For It Holds The Will To Power!
Seas Turn Red From Open Scars - By Compassions Whore Denied.
Every Thought Of Aid Put Aside.
Vermin Cunts - My Heart Is Loud And Clear.
Loud And Clear!
As The Smoke Of War Will Clear
And My Bodys Found With Eyes Still Open
The War Against Myself Is Finally Won...
Many Years Have Passed Since Forbidden Wine Soaked
This Heart And Mind With Darkness Lustful Sights.
Born Not To Praise Creations Dawn But Curse Its Birth,
Whose Hands Shaped This Flesh For Reasons Unknown.
The Massive Urge To Conquer Liberation
Casted Flames Upon The Throne Where Each New Life Is Formed.
Children Wash Their Hands In Dust.
Mothers And Daugthers Abolished Into Ash.
Famine Sweep Its Shadow Across These Naked Fields.
Each Throne Stand Empty In Defeat.
Ravished And Starved Bodies Becoming Prey To A Tide Of Merciless Flames.
Birdes Of Prey Sweep Through The Heavens, Bringing Down Fire.
A Sight For Sore Eyes To Behold Each Life Aflame.
All Into Nothing This Dawn Of Every End.
Now In Your Downfall - Where Is Your Pride?
What Is The Value Of All You Glorified?
All You Held So Dear Has Been Taken, Gone In Twitching Sepulchral Spasms.
Ravished And Starved Bodies Becoming Prey To A Tide Of Merciless Flames.
Famine Sweep Its Shadow Across These Naked Fields.
Each Throne Stand Empty In Defeat.
Ravished And Starved Bodies Becoming Prey To A Tide Of Merciless Flames.
Birdes Of Prey Sweep Through The Heavens, Bringing Down Fire.
A Sight For Sore Eyes To Behold Each Life Aflame.
All Into Nothing This Dawn Of Every End.
Now In Your Downfall - Where Is Your Pride?
Welcome The Nothing With One Last Breath And Enter The Fiery Jaws.
GRAVES RE-OPENED! THERE IS A SERPENT IN MY EDEN WHO CRUSHES THE MOUNTAINS TO CRUST, WHO SHATTER THE BONES TO SPLINTERS. SKIN MELTING UPON THE LICKING TONGUES OF FLAMES. REMOVING THE FLESH IN ECSTASY! AWAKEN THROUGH MY HEART A RAVENOUS TEMPTATION – SUBMISSIVE TO THE CARNAL AND FORBIDDEN. IN THE PALM OF ITS HANDS, WITH THE MOST PRIMAL URGES, LIES MY HEART NOW EXPOSED. SQUEEZING IT DRY – MANIFESTING DEATH! SLITHERING INTO THE REMAINS TO BE A NEW PULSE. BLAZE NOW THE BLACKENED SKY, NOT WITH LIGHTNING, BUT FIRE! STRETCH ITS MALICE FROM EAST TO WEST TO SMITE WITH ONE SINGLE STRIKE. POUR NOW THE WINE OF CANCER INTO THE MOUTHS OF WEEPING CHILDREN - THE DYING WORLD’S LAST AND USELESS SPAWN. LIFE ANNULLED! THERE IS A SERPENT IN MY EDEN WHO CRUSHES THE MOUNTAINS TO CRUST, WHO SHATTER THE BONES TO SPLINTERS. AWAKEN THROUGH MY HEART A RAVENOUS TEMPTATION – SUBMISSIVE TO THE CARNAL AND FORBIDDEN. STRETCH ITS MALICE FROM EAST TO WEST TO SMITE WITH ONE SINGLE STRIKE. GRAVES CLOSED!
BROUGHT FORTH IN RABID ILLNESS – A CURSE IN GOLDEN HALLS. FRENZY – BE MY NAME, NESTING IN THE CYCLONES EYES. THE WORKS OF TORTURE SHAPED AS BONES. FLESH CRAFTED BY GODLIKE WRATH, DEAD EYES IN THE CAVITIES… CURSED IN THROAT – VOMITING WORDS OF PROFANITIES AND PLAGUES – AS ROARING THUNDERS FROM ABOVE STRIKING EACH AND EVERY FUTILE MAN, PUNISH LIFE! THE WORKS OF TORTURE SHAPED AS BONES. FLESH CRAFTED BY GODLIKE WRATH. EACH MOUTH OPEN IN TERROR, EACH HEART PUT TO REST. FROM BIRTH CURSED – IN THE GRAVE BLESSED – TO REST UNDISTURBED. RUN ACROSS THESE FIELDS, THIS CURSE THAT I BEAR… BROUGHT FORTH IN RABID ILLNESS – A PLAGUE WITHOUT A CURE. FIRE – BE MY GUIDE. LEAD ME TO THE BLOOMING FIELDS AND I SHALL LEAVE THEM AS LIFELESS DESERTS! LEAD ME TO WHERE A HOPE TAKES FORM AND IT SHALL BE VANISHED! FROM BIRTH CURSED – IN THE GRAVE BLESSED. RUN ACROSS THESE FIELDS, THE CURSE THAT I BEAR. WELCOMING WORMS…
LET UPON THE BLAZING FIELDS OF MAN A FATE MOST RANCID. MAY THE DORMANT HEART OF THE WORLD CONFRONT ITS DREADFUL PURPOSE. SLEEP, OF SHELTER, WHILE THOU CAN. THIS ABOMINABLE CURSE SHALL TRAVEL THROUGH YOUR VEINS, SWALLOW YOUR CORE AND LEAD YOUR HERD TO DEATH. EMINENT AND GHASTLY THE COLORS FADE TO GRAY AS THE FLAMES DIE OUT UPON THE ASH, FOR I DENIED YOUR SHELTER AND RID MYSELF FROM EVERY CHAIN THAT IS OF MAN… NEVER AGAIN TO BE LOCKED! NEVER AGAIN IN ITS CHAINS! ACROSS THE BARRIERS LAID UPON THE PATH I STRIVE IN RESTLESS AIM TO FOLLOW BLINDLY. FOR EACH AND EVERY CONQUERED OBSTACLE ANOTHER CHAIN MAY BREAK UNTIL NOTHING REMAIN BESIDE THE FLAME THAT BURNS INSIDE IN THE BRIGHTEST OF LIGHTS! POURING FROM THE RUINED THRONE OF CREATION DOES THE TEARS OF EVERY MAN WHO SERVED ITS KING AND IN RETURN FOUND THEMSELVES WALKING TOWARD THE PRECIPICE… LET UPON THE BLAZING FIELDS OF MAN A FATE MOST RANCID. MAY THE DORMANT HEART OF THE WORLD CONFRONT ITS DREADFUL PURPOSE – A CURSED SEED IN THE WORLD! ASH ECLIPSE THE ZENITH. THE STARS, SO MANY TIMES AWED BY MEN, ARE SLOWLY FADING INTO NOTHINGNESS. DEATH SHALL REAP THEIR DYING BREATH – NEVER TO BE REBORN. NO MORE A LIGHT IN THE DARK. SPRAY THE RANCID VENOM INTO THE MOUTHS OF MEN, THROW THE CORPSES DOWN THE DRAIN OF THE WORLD. EMINENT AND GHASTLY THE COLORS FADE TO GRAY. A SHADOW SWEEP THROUGH THE HALLS OF PARADISE…
INCANTATIONS OF PAST HORRORS AGAIN BROUGHT TO LIFE, WHOSE EYES ARE THE MIGHT OF DEATH, TO REAP AND REAP AGAIN. MAY IT BE IN FORM OF FRIGHT OR A TEMPTRESS DRESSED IN LACE – ITS TRUE FACE IS A GRUESOME ABOMINATION. PIERCING THE QUIET, AS EVERY NIGHT BEFORE, WITH ALLURING VOICES. LANDSCAPES LEFT TO ROT BEHIND ITS TURNED BACK. THE TRUE FACE AND ITS PURPOSE SHOWN – OPEN UP THE BURNING EYES TO AIM ONCE MORE. BEHOLD YOUR FACE IN THE MIRROR AND FOR THE FIRST TIME SEE THE FLAWS THAT LIES WITHIN YOU – FEARS AND REMORSE. IS IT A SHADOW BEHIND YOU THAT PUT ALL THOUGHTS ASIDE? IS A VOICE NOW CALLING LOUDER THAN BEFORE? FOR ALL THE ANSWERS TO YOUR QUESTIONS IS DEATH, FOR YOU ARE LIKE THE WORLD – TURNING IN A RESTLESS PACE, AWAITING A STORM TO GREAT TO OUTLIVE. EACH FATE BEARS THE FATE. EACH SEED HOLD THE WILL TO ROT. THIS DOES ADAPT TO YOU AS WELL – YOUR BLOOD IS NOT RUNNING PURE. HAVE IN MIND, YOU WHO WALK IN DENIAL – YOU ARE ALWAYS BEING WATCHED...