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Vengeance
03:53
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While he sleeps he can feel the pulse of the universe quivering,
beneath his fingers he can strum the strings of creation
He can watch stars be born and die in a single breath,
with all this power, if only he could master his foe
Vengeance against time
Vengeance against memory
The malice that clouds his mind
Vengeance will be his
For all his accomplishments amount to nothing
if his being is devoured by one greater than himself
Vile misanthropy spews silently forth from a stone face
Brutality driven by fear
Confronted in solitude, he is faced with the gnawing truth:
that it was not darkness where he was birthed
Looking for answers, writhing in madness
Cursed like a leper, endless sorrow
Vengeance against time
Vengeance against memory
The malice that clouds his mind
Vengeance will be his
“How do I kill this hated part of myself?
How do I remove this putrid fragment of my soul?
There is an unending well of hatred within me
from which bile and fury spring forth”
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A withered figure sits on a throne of bone
in the frostbitten wasteland at the end of all time
he carved a path of blood and hateful destruction
with a hungry blade made of blackest midnight
Under the fading light of the last stars
sunken pale eyes gaze into the vast abyss
I have learned more wisdom than was ever forgotten
by hanging my soul from an old tree root-rotten,
in exchange for wretched necromantic black magick
I brought forth pestilence, sorrow, and endless death
Under the fading light of the last stars
sunken pale eyes gaze into the vast abyss
So I stand at the end of all time,
when the last embers fade away,
staring into the fetid singularity
but I shall remain
I shall remain
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The Horrid Truth
03:24
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Writhing worms wriggle through rotting flesh
leaving white bones that turn to ash
but I have transcended
into a being beyond mortality
Imbued with great power
my reach will be infinite
and shall blacken the skies
of one million wretched worlds
in between space and time
I will horde the essence
of their screaming souls
to sate my ravenous appetite
This black symbiosis is my salvation
and yet also my ultimate destruction
I have glimpsed a vision of the truth:
the darkened path is the only way
to earn my rightful place within the yawning void
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Passage into Entropy
06:19
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A power exists in this universe
forbidden and forgotten lore,
hidden in a realm beyond the stars
few have attempted to wield it
A rebirth through fire and death
the first task of the necromancer
Sever himself from that which made him mortal
the unholy sundering of his humanity
It requires great sacrifice
a betrayal unforgivable
for a gift unparalleled:
The wretched power over death
A rebirth through fire and death
the first task of the necromancer
Sever himself from that which made him mortal
the unholy sundering of his humanity
Skin gives way to bone
and flesh turns to dust
but the spirit bound by hatred
remains beyond the realm of death
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Ride forth to a final, desperate battle
the forces of the living descend upon the citadel
castle of the necromancer and his undead host
hidden among dead trees, beneath icy mountains
The armies clash under twilight skies
Wraiths clad in black flit about the air
howling with agonizing screams
of a thousand cursed lives
Skeletal men with hollow black eyes
animated by black magic, knowing no fear
Nearby, under the eclipse
a clash of steel breaks the silence
In a frost-weathered forest
a warrior, clad in black
fueled by the darkest of energies
he strikes at his adversary
the embodiment of his former self,
a vision of a path not taken
The walls are breached! Pillars of smoke touch the sky
and red flames lick the black stone
the war goes on, but the battle is won
the earth trembles and breaks apart
The necromancer's apprentice is defeated
left to die in the wood, his fury was not enough
He is scarred and broken, but he will return
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Ad Inane Precatio
01:18
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Ave ad tenebram
te appello
Ave dei veteri
Audite vaporem meum
Accipite sacrificium
et date mihi ultionem
Delete terram
damnatam igne et peste
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From the mists of obscurity
rises one desperate to be worthy
to inherit the mantle of sin
and from the twilight ascend
To the northern throne
Seeking and searching
A helm of terror
symbol of wickedness
His mask an emblem of his master
A cursed blade emanating corruption
His own Tyrfing
demands blood be spilt
A black shroud,
the womb of night
worn to conceal his sin
He screams for vengeance
for crimes all but unknown to him
Scattered into the winds of history
the accursed artifacts now gathered,
bound with the spirit of evil,
surge with unholy power
terrible forces gnawing at his mind,
pushing him ever onwards
The path is clear,
he has seen the revelation:
He must apotheosize himself
To the northern throne
Seeking and searching
A final absolution dictated from forces unknowable
He is a tool, a vessel of darkness unfathomable
Create order by destruction
to snuff out the light of the stars
An ancient imperative
from times immemorial
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Ascension
03:58
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I have cleansed this form
temptation is no more
I will not be drawn toward the light
I embrace the void
destroying every thought
of one who denied his birthright
Bloodshed shall be my rebirth
through conquest I shall prove my worth
Every corpse left in my wake
brings me closer to my fate
I must not be tempted by the light
Strength grants me the right to exist
Eyes burn like a distant star
breathing deep of nebulae
I ascend to the highest plane
As my powers grow, the only thing I know:
the noblest act is to destroy the weak
Entropy is the final solution,
reality erodes,
Eaten by the maw of the void
the screams of billions lost in shadow
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At the end of all time
is a winter night, vast and eternal
all life is stopped
by a frost, biting and cold
This is where it all ends:
under a cold, starlit sky,
between ancient mountains
in an unforgiving land.
Leafless trees, frozen in silence
point gnarled branches
as if to lay blame
at the roots of another
Flakes of snow gently fall
in a cold dark silence
Trees dressed as white tombstones
dot the dead landscape
Journey into the eternal winter,
through white frost and endless cold
In a forsaken place of sorrow
time stands still and silence reigns
I wander into the snowstorm,
a final journey for this mortal form,
a body that shall never be found
even should sun melt the ice on this ground
This is where it all ends:
under a cold, starlit sky,
between ancient mountains
in an unforgiving land.
Leafless trees, frozen in silence
point gnarled branches
as if to lay blame
at the roots of another
Journey into the eternal winter,
through white frost and endless cold
In a forsaken place of sorrow
time stands still and silence reigns
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The time has come to unleash the vengeance
of the nameless gods who sit on thrones of glass.
Red tendrils creep forth, silently crawling,
bringing death to the mortal fools
who defiantly oppose the inevitable
Let them watch in horror as the realms collapse
torn asunder by a power unmatched.
Planets crumble into the nameless abyss
showing the true power of the forces of darkness.
It is known what ruin awaits all those who fail
to seize the mantle of this feeble existence
The truth is spoken by the void between the stars
I spoke with the abyss
I made the pact
to take into my being
a hunger depraved
You have read the sorrowful tome
its words burned into your mind
the logic that dictates all creation:
If you should fail, you are nothing
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Solitude
04:18
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He waits for the voice
he begs to see the vision
he longs to be defined
amongst infinity
pondering in solitude
a vision from the void
whispers the gnawing fear
it is never enough
fire in his veins
burns his flesh away
but the spirit remains
forged in the darkest night
a weapon of cosmic power
cutting the fabric of reality
feeding upon the light of stars
rending all life to empty husks
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Hoth hails from the icy blackness of the void seeking to envelop this world in an unending permafrost by bringing forth musical compositions that are captivating, powerful, and haunting.
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