Endarkenment Lyrics Album by Anaal Nathrakh
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Album Lyrics
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2. Thus, Always
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3. The Age of Starlight Ends
Shoulder to shoulder
Where the spirit which denies
Mephistopheles
Be thou my god
Even if you only serve
Un-fucking-surprising
In a war to end all hope
Depose the guards
Tear down these walls
Which shelter us
from the storm
A thousand cocks
Begin to crow
And yet we still deny
A thousand lights
Begin to glow
In the night
And yet we blind our eyes
The age of starlight ends
In lock step with the gourmands
Who’ll lick your fat from their chins
If they’re Mr. Creosote
we’re not even a wafer thin mint
It’s just lipstick fuck wit
Ashes will be all that we taste
Pucker up for your fucking pig
A great victory in Pyrrhus’ name
A thousand cocks
Begin to crow
And yet we still deny
A thousand lights
Begin to glow
In the night
And yet we blind our eyes
The age of starlight ends
Un-fucking-surprising
In a war to end all hope
Depose the guards
Tear down these walls
Which shelter us
from the storm
A thousand cocks
Begin to crow
And yet we still deny
A thousand lights
Begin to glow
In the night
And yet we blind our eyes
The age of starlight ends
4. Libidinous (A Pig with Cocks in Its Eyes)
Who are you to judge, you arrogant, clueless fool?
We know in our hearts you lie
And we won’t accept your rules
Everything is sex
Trust instinct for the truth
A pig with cocks in its eyes
Masturbating to the end of the world
Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)
Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)
Tell me of the have-nots (spritz deinen Saft in mein Gesicht)
Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)
We do not need facts
You cannot tell us truths
Seething onanistic torment
The thrusting force of youth
Everything is sex
Trust instinct for the truth
A pig with cocks in its eyes
Masturbating to the end of the world
Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)
Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)
Tell me of the have-nots (spritz deinen Saft in mein Gesicht)
Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)
A pig with cocks in its eyes
Masturbating to the end of the world
Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)
Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)
Tell me of the have-nots (spritz deinen Hass in mein Gesicht)
Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)
A pig with cocks in its eyes
Masturbating to the end of the world
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6. Feeding the Death Machine
In time and motion, in lines and rows
In sacred figures, to-do list grows
Cello exclusion, in feudal choice
In complete absence of human growth
Feeding the death machine
Worshipping banality
Children of the obscene
Tell them that it’s all a game
An unperson of fear
We vermin of the tears
Castrated by events
I’m just an architect
With facts and figures, in serried graves
Accountancy’s care, paperwork grows
Playing for platforms, overheard throes
In railed stables, professional
Feeding the death machine
Worshipping banality
Children of the obscene
Tell them that it’s all a game
An unperson of fear
We vermin of the tears
Castrated by events
I’m just an architect
Feeding the death machine
Worshipping banality
Spreadsheets of the obscene
It’s just a fucking game
An unperson of fear (we are no one)
We vermin of the tears (and we cry)
Castrated by events (in the details, it makes sense)
I’m just an architect (we just do as we are told)
7. Create Art, Though the World May Perish
They say you can’t bear freedom
But we know you feel it’s right
You are unique because of our shared purpose
Which they all lack, decadent wasters of life
Turn your eyes towards the sun
See the future beckon us
We can take the world as one
In our destiny, we trust
Let nothing stand in our way
And let nothing us dismay
So now summon up your blood
We were born to rise above
Fiat ars – pereat mundus
We do not require participation
Let anomie breed alienation
Then in an orgasm of aesthetic spectacle
Clamor for your own enslavement
Turn your eyes towards the sun
See the future beckon us
We can take the world as one
In our destiny, we trust
Let nothing stand in our way
And let nothing us dismay
So now summon up your blood
We were born to rise above
Fiat ars – pereat mundus
Fiat ars – pereat mundus
Fiat ars – pereat mundus
Fiat ars – pereat mundus
Turn your eyes towards the sun
See the future beckon us
We can take the world as one
In our destiny, we trust
Let nothing stand in our way
And let nothing us dismay
So now summon up your blood
We were born to rule the world
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10. Requiem
Tremens factus sum ego et timeo
Tremens factus sum ego et timeo
Dies illa
Dies illa
Dies irae
Dies illa
Dies illa
Dies irae
Tremens factus sum ego et timeo
Tremens factus sum ego et timeo
Dies illa
Dies illa
Dies irae
Dies illa
Dies illa
Dies irae
Calamitatis et miseriae
Dies magna et amara valde
Calamitatis et miseriae
Dies magna et amara valde
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