1. |
intro
00:37
|
|
||
2. |
|
|||
|
A sinister spell of pestilent plague
Woeful echoes from contagious crypts
Diseased womb made of stone
Where in darkness Death awaits
Wicked is the ivory grin on its deathly face
Crawling with maggots and with rats – envoys of doom
Unleashed into the world to bring our sinister fate
Resurrecting the black death like a prophecy from Hell
Wave after wave like a sea of rats
Pestilence rides again
Bearing the burden of its master
Death, again enthroned as Lord of the earth
Every town where the shadow falls turned into a fortress of decay
A gruesome death awaits, a mockery of the Christian peace
Let the funerals be endless and let mourners weep forevermore
Let them cry tears of blood and let the earth remain unquenched
Blood violently convulses, bursting the veins
Dreadfully embraced by the open soars
From the pain of boiling blood
No prayer can give redemption or relief
And the specter of the reaper creeps ever onward
Claiming mastery over the earth where ever His shadow falls
Galvanized by an unrelenting hunger for human waste
The rats follow their Lord – the Lord of the somber graves
|
||||
3. |
|
|||
|
A crescent moon shines pale over a blackened forest.
Exalt the dead-white winter and the crimson blood.
Amongst the graves we lay ‘midst dreams of a thousand sins.
Ruined angel sleeps, bleeding in my arms
Thorns impaled in the Cherubim’s flesh.
Seductive tragedy in raven-feathered dress.
Wolves serenade in this sinister night.
Lengthening the horrors for Death’s delight
Whisper to her so gently, caressing angelic skin.
“Shadows revolt in rapture, oh lamented Cherubim.
The light has set to slumber, now loath my sepulchral kiss.
Enigmatic fantasies revealed, written in chapters of temptuous bliss”
A pantheon of pain, a scarlet feast entwine.
Savage sacrament, sharp fangs reap this life.
Immortal nightmare, at nightfall taking prey.
Lacerate the sky above and pervert the dawning day.
“So mourn my grieving angel, shed tears from marbled eyes.
A grave beyond the grace of god and of the vulgar Christ.
I impale your corpse and rape your soul to still my carnal lust.
So hasten to your coffin for fear of the coming dusk”
A fated death marks my reign of tempest.
In the night where ravens light in me my terrible lust.
Once more on graves we lie in disgust of the heavens up high.
Soon or late the merciful god by my hands shall die.
Thorns impaled in the Cherubim’s flesh.
Seductive tragedy in raven-feathered dress.
Wolves serenade in this sinister night.
Lengthening the horrors for Death’s delight
|
||||
4. |
|
|||
|
In this cloister once sanctified
We have denounced the crucified bastard
When at night the candles burn bright
All that is holy shall be profaned
We congregate with witches and with whores
As they open their legs for unclean lust
Intoxicated by wine and sin
And orgy so vile is about to begin
Every night the crosses are turned
We have seen the powers of the Dark One
He electrifies the shadows with sin
We glorify the deeds of Satan
Orphans are murdered as a sacrifice
And we welter in the blood as beasts
Unclean fornication ravaging the corpses
Ejaculating on the promiscuous brides of christ
We spit bile upon the holy idols
And piss on the bible in utter hate
Screaming curses towards god
Performing atrocities for Satan
Once pious, we have turned our hearts towards darkness
The powers of the Evil One are truly great and terrible
As we are tempted, so shall we corrupt all life
For Satan we give our lives and destroy our souls
Beware of this dark abbey
A cesspool of sin and blasphemy
There they write the gospel of the Horned One
And murdered the love of christ in their hearts
|
||||
5. |
|
|||
|
Deep in the forest where ancient evil still dwells
Thirteen witches have gathered, robed in black
As a solemn distant bell tolls midnight
Lightning tears the sky to hearken the deeds of evil
An altar lit by candles
Sermons of unholy filth
Depraved virgin soon to birth
The child of Hell
Unnatural screams pierce the silence
Contorted grimaces stand aghast
As they gaze upon abomination's spawn
Soon to build a new empire
Baptised in blood from a lamb
Drinking the serpent's venom
The wolves have gathered in His honour
As he rides the sabbatic goat
The witches chant lines of doom
And gorge upon the corpse of the virgin
Storm is growing in the distance
The light of the sun will no longer be seen
|
||||
6. |
|
|||
|
When the night is black we gather at the altar of the dead hand
Our allegiance sworn to the one with horns to pillage the land
Drunken with stolen wine and the ecstasy of murders to come
Mounting our goats to fly across the sky and corrupt the lands below
Our hatred is a terrible curse as spells of the witch-gods are sung in rebellion
Riding nightly skies in fanatical rage for death and destruction is our creed
With thunderous screams we dive and crash into human dwellings
Our axes are the bane of monks and priests to crush the love of god
We kill those in our way and steal silver and gold
To craft an idol for us to worship
Zealous evil in our search for feeble cunts to rape and serve our lust
Screams of anguish and fear rise above the infernal raging flames
Feasting our wicked desires on flesh and wine, on murder and fire
Let dreadful terror reign once more and the tide darken the age
Come, Satan, ride with us this night and rejoice, the chaos now complete
Blessed are we by the fires of Hell to ride with the horns of hate
Forever we shall ride the unholy night and where we fly the churches burn
Screams of fear and despair beholding the destruction left in our wake
And at the coming of dawn we retreat to the ruins
Of the chapel where we wait for night to come again
|
||||
7. |
|
|||
Veneratorius_Mortifer Netherlands
Putting my music online just to have some sort of legacy for my art. I don't know how to do promotion, so I won't bother trying. Looking for labels to release my art on CD format. That would be nice.
If you like The Rise Of The Archaic Bloodcult, you may also like:
Written in response to the climate crisis, “Leviathan” is a brooding and beautifully unsettling batch of dark ambient songs.
go to album
ON040 - Monoceros
by Forcefed Horsehead
Forcefed Horsehead describe themselves as “grindpunk,” and their visceral mesh of extreme metal subgenres heads direct for the pit.
go to album
A mix of crushing black metal and doom at cinematic scale from Pyramid Mass.
go to album
Origin of the Alimonies
by Liturgy
featured on Bandcamp Radio May 14, 2021
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio May 14, 2021
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio May 14, 2021
go to album
Hunter Hunt-Hendrix explores his "uniquely marxist and psychoanalytic vision of God" on Liturgy's expansive, surprise-released LP.
go to album
