Near the voice of NASTUR in his almightyness hear the whispering afflicting
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the crapulent stormrace in the middle of the unspeaking eye. In the black
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night maze !! near the yell his breadth through his serpent-fangs...Tearing
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the holy silence apart. For the holy silence apart. For the cursed faceless
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one is processing the funeral sound of our almighty. Blackend Hordes our
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hate our wills are his power released for the glory of our redeemer.
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[CHORUS]
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Who has know all the evil before us,
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The tyrannical secrets of time?
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Though my match not the dead man that bore us...
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Though the heathen outface and outlive us...
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And our lives and our laughing are twain
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Forgive us our virtues, forgive us our lady of pain.
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DEATH FACELESS CHAOS
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<< I am the master-spirit who live down below
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Below any human kind, behind evevry sorrow
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Down in hell my obscurity evolve in the way of hatred
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For the splendour of torture and the joy of pain.
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I m NASTUR the great black one king of the damned.
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Prince of destruction through these arts
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I puke my passion of uninvited dissection and drown myself into
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putrefaction.... >>
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My delite of disgust my disgust of delight lead me to the
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irremediable thought that all the one live the darkness.
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In the middle of all lives the one who is all darkness..
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And darkness will be eternalsince everyting bows before the lord !
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Under the Nellish frozen chants of our demons.
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The faceless one is processing through god's own decandence !
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Screaming to death, the laws of ouyr infernal chaos !
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Die with company in eternal hell of the most tormented souls !!!
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[CHORUS]
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Who has know all the evil before us,
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The tyrannical secrets of time?
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Though my match not the dead man that bore us...
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Though the heathen outface and outlive us...
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DEATH FACELESS CHAOS.
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Cursed faceless one defying the holy dogs.
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DEATH FACELESS CHAOS.
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The ultimate hammer of war in the face of god.
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Death Faceless Chaos
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Enthroned |