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Firespawn: "The Reprobate" – 2017

энциклопедия: Firespawn

Состав группы:

  • Alex Friberg – бас
  • Matte Modin – ударные
  • Victor Brandt – гитара
  • Fredrik Folkare – гитара
  • L-G Petrov – вокал

Firespawn: "The Reprobate" – 2017

Композиции:

  1. Serpent Of The Ocean
  2. Blood Eagle
  3. Full Of Hate
  4. Damnatio Ad Bestias
  5. Death By Impalement
  6. General's Creed
  7. The Whitechapel Murderer
  8. A Patient Wolf
  9. The Reprobate
  10. Nightwalkers

Лирика

1. Serpent Of The Ocean

Waves are high, rain is whipping down
Thunders roar, they will drown
Lighting strikes hard, pitch black night appears
Sparkling flames under boat, they're armed with spears
Ship is cracking, crashing to the waves
Under dark surface lays their graves
Serpent of death smells their fear
Curling in depth, the end is near

Serpent of the Ocean
Set the world extinction in motion
Flaming hate in the beast's eyes
Rejoice as humanity dies

Death moves fast, Grim Reaper on your back
Apocalypse in mind, stoneheart is black
Rise from the abyss, release all your might
Slaughter all before you in the starless night
Razorblade teeth and venom in the veins
Feast of blood and flesh, catch them all in your chains
Black holocaust of the world awaits
Raging fires forcing through the gates

Serpent of the Ocean
Set the world extinction in motion
Flaming hate in the beast's eyes
Rejoice as humanity dies

Serpent of the Ocean
Set the world extinction in motion
Flaming hate in the beast's eyes
Rejoice as humanity dies

2. Blood Eagle

Torches burning bright in the northern night
Villagers gathered round to see this death be crowned
With ax and knife in hand pagan ready stand
Unveil the Christian's eyes tonight he slowly dies
Cutting up the back cheering from the eager pack
Breaking all the bones sounding like a bag of stones
The back is open wide the victim's wife she cried
Ribs are pulled from spine the king is watching and drinking wine

Blood Eagle
Blood Eagle

Torches burning bright in the northern night
Lay the bones in strings in shape of eagle wings
The Christian's silent moan on his knees he's thrown
Lungs separated from flesh on the altar gory mesh
They are placed on open back soul in him begins to crack
Blood now soaks the ground and Northmen's drums agressive pound
The axe-man raises his sword a roar for blood among the horde
The victim's final breath in this heathen ritual Death

Blood Eagle
Blood Eagle
Blood Eagle
Blood Eagle

3. Full Of Hate

Mankind sickens me, all around sheep in lines
Shoot at sight, whoever speaks of the signs
Mindless, soulless, walkers of our time
Feckless, toothless, they are guilty of this crime
Faceless, heartless the mob is screaming loud
Spineless, brainless, attacks comes from the crowd

Full of hate for this world
Map of new world order being furled
All seeing eye is in control
Before you know it they take your soul
In the halls of Mammon's shrine
All the rats are eager to dine

You raise your fist for their belief
Bow your heads now in shame
I pray for the beasts disease
Because you are the one to blame

Mindless – Soulless
Feckless – Toothless
Faceless – Heartless
Spineless – Brainless

Full of hate for this world
Map of new world order being furled
All seeing eye is in control
Before you know it they take your soul
In the halls of Mammon's shrine
All the rats are eager to dine

Full of hate for this world
Map of new world order being furled
All seeing eye is in control
Before you know it they take your soul
In the halls of Mammon's shrine
All the rats are eager to dine

4. Damnatio Ad Bestias

The screams for blood echoes through the town
Aggression and brutality is the emperor's crown
In the arena all cheer for death
Eager mob awaits the fighter's last breath

Pack of hungry lions will now strike
Beasts ripping flesh from all alike

Damnatio Ad Bestias
You will die
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Better now cry
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Carnivores roar
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Corpses on the floor

Slaves, Christians, criminals caged before the fight
Heart pounding now they have certain death in sight
Thrown into field the masses cry for more
Last thing they see is the lion's roar

Pack of hungry lions will now strike
Beasts ripping flesh from all alike

Damnatio Ad Bestias
You will die
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Better now cry
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Carnivores roar
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Corpses on the floor

Damnatio Ad Bestias
You will die
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Better now cry
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Carnivores roar
Damnatio Ad Bestias
Corpses on the floor

5. Death By Impalement

Marching troops fed with lies
Conquer in heart poles will rise
Driven by hate, raping the land
Skyline is burning, they will dance in Satan's hand
In moonlight's glaze slaughter goes on
Through the fire bodies are drawn
Great lord of blood awaits them all
On the fields of death they will crawls

Death by impalement – Molested bodies on poles hang high
Death by impalement – Slowly in pain they all shall die

Dark in mind, possessed by bestial lust
Let the hunt begin, in malignant death he trust
Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of poles
Impale all the enemy and take away their soul
Screams of auguish in the light of the full moon
Dark lord of blood, exterminate every platoon
You can run but you can not hide
He will find you and send you on your final ride

Death by impalement – Molested bodies on poles hang high
Death by impalement – Slowly in pain they all shall die

Quem ego bibo sanguine tuo
Quem ego bibo sanguine tuo

Throughout the misty fields of thousand corpses
Reeking stench of death infront of the fortress
Night turns into day, the have all been slain
One by one the dept in blood has been paid
The count is done and returns to the shadows
More lives will be given to the poles that he knows

Death by impalement – Molested bodies on poles hang high
Death by impalement – Slowly in pain they all shall die

6. General's Creed

With hate filled hearts, deeply rooted
With prisoners, executed
A lord of war, undisputed
Respect or fear, he's saluted

It is the season of bullet rains
It is the reason of no remains
The iron fist, expand domains
A trail of dead and dying through the plains

This is my war
There are many like it, but this one's mine
I am enemies' master
I am my legion's god
I create strength and honour
I draw the front line

Stand tall, for the General's creed
Enthral, a mouth for war I'll feed
Stand tall, for the General's creed
Cabal, a death and doomed decreed

To the victor, the spoils
Cauldron of hate, always boils
You stand your ground, no recoils
Another life, for this soil

A constant hunger, to feed his need
His orders proceed, for greed you'll bleed
This is his decreed, he will succeed
This is the outcome, the general's creed

This is my war
There are many like it, but this one's mine
I am enemies' master
I am my legion's god
I create strength and honour
I draw the front line

Stand tall, for the General's creed
Enthral, a mouth for war I'll feed
Stand tall, for the General's creed
Cabal, a death and doomed decreed

7. The Whitechapel Murderer

During the night of London Town streets
Fear of a demon that human flesh eats
With lust in his heart and thick leather gloves
He choose all the harlots that he truly loves
Throats were cut prior abdominal mutilations
Now they are Dr Ripper's gut patients
Shine from a blade in the dark gloomy alley
Canonical five will be his grand finale

Cultrum in gutture tuo aperit

The Whitechapel murderer
Sharpen the blade
The Whitechapel murderer
Before the shadows fade
The Whitechapel murderer
He will create
The Whitechapel murderer
Organs on a plate

During the night of London Town streets
Fear of a demon that human flesh eats
Black horse and black cab moves fast over cobble
Jack in black cape is being a noble
Inviting them in with roses and brandy
His toolbox of knives will soon come in handy
They were all put to sleep so he could perform
The World would soon see his morbid art form

Cultrum in gutture tuo aperit

The Whitechapel murderer
Sharpen the blade
The Whitechapel murderer
Before the shadows fade
The Whitechapel murderer
He will create
The Whitechapel murderer
Organs on a plate

8. A Patient Wolf

Creating to destroy
To set aflame and death depay
Conjuring, misanthropy
An inhumane atrocity
The doctrine of the dark
The horns and thorns of the monarch
With patience and hunger
Collecting for the monger

Come inside the fire, breeding the spawn
Feed the purifier, where death is drawn

Open graves, they're gaping
Human life, forsaking
Into doom, they're crawling
Flames consume, they're calling
Hailing hell, affliction
No more life, just dereliction

A pationt wolf is waiting, biding his time
Never hesitating, death's paradigm

Life escapes, it's meant to
Fangs of death, they cut through
Carnovore, with rapture
Lurking predator will capture

A faceless evil
A formless hate
An endless hunger
This wolf can wait

9. The Reprobate

The death you contemplate
You're learning how to die
The suffering inherent in existence
You're old and sick again
You make it worse by your resistance

Lacerate
Excommunicate
Ruminate
Decontaminate

A place of worship, place of damnation
A face of hardship, face of temptation
We are the reprobate, a wretched incubus
We are the reprobate, a depraved Anubis

Lord of this void is here
The end of all that's been
You're seeing things so clear
This cannot be unseen
End all and disappear
Lifeless and bottomless
The hollow limbo's sphere
In nothingness and emptiness

Lacerate
Excommunicate
Ruminate
Decontaminate

A place of worship, place of damnation
A face of hardship, face of temptation
We are the reprobate, a wretched incubus
We are the reprobate, a depraved Anubis

10. Nightwalkers

Bandits, murderers and plunderers
All walking the path of fire
Stone-cold in soul yet hungry in heart
The demons within sing all higher
Driven by passion for human affliction
Never give in there's no hesitation
There's no coming back from their ways
Sworn to be the pack of damnation

Nightwalkers – Shameless to their action
Nightwalkers– Hopes for no salvation
Nightwalkers – Proud of piling sins
Nightwalkers – Morbid act begins

All blackened roads lead to Hell
Pariahs of this world walk in the night
Aiming to enter the halls of black flames
No looking back, in the shadows they fight
Driven by passion for human affliction
Never give in there's no hesitation
There's no coming back from their ways
Sworn to be the pack of damnation

Nightwalkers – Shameless to their action
Nightwalkers– Hopes for no salvation
Nightwalkers – Proud of piling sins
Nightwalkers – Morbid act begins

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