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Recrudescence of Darkness

by Riotor

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The cult is alive!!! Turn up the night!!! Through alcoholic rites... Our slaughter has begun Legions of warriors gather In black, denim and leather To conjure old metal demons To glorify the ancient ways Soldiers of the underground We are bound by the sound Taken by this possession Captured by our obsession Feel cold steel Taste the rage Hear the blast from the past See the fury Smell stench of hell Touch metal lust, feel the rush United Metal Maniacs We headbang, drink and fuck United Metal Maniacs We're wild and drunk United Metal Maniacs We headbang, drink and fuck United Metal Maniacs Hailing the ways of old We are creatures of the night Until dusk we will fight We are creatures of the night Eternal glory to our might Heavy metal death! Black are our hearts Heavy is our leather Speed is our way of life Thrashed is our future Death is the only way out Doomed we are Soldiers of the underground We are bound by the sound Taken by this possession Captured by our obsession Feel cold steel Taste the rage Hear the blast from the past See the fury Smell stench of hell Touch metal lust, feel the rush United Metal Maniacs We headbang, drink and fuck United Metal Maniacs We're wild and drunk United Metal Maniacs We headbang, drink and fuck United Metal Maniacs Hailing the ways of old
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Many moons have passed Since heathens sailed from the northern seas The mightiest of them all Berserkers they were called Plunder!!! Slaughter!!! They lived like predators And braved harsh norse winters They vowed a cult to the fierce bear and inspired great fear They rode side by side, their enemies hid at their sight Self-induced frenzy through blood rituals Fueled their pagan raids on isolated monasteries They crushed a heresy called christianity Through the ages still legendary is their rage Onward… to Domination Onward… to Devastation Debauching the beds of virgins They spilled their lust Ritualistic tasters of blood They spread grief, sorrow and death Rape!!! Desecrate!!! While ripping their enemies to shred Berserker's might shined in a bloodshed Butchering men, women and children, Burning villages after their pillages Cutting cattle in pieces, Screaming and howling like beasts Self-induced frenzy through blood rituals Fueled their pagan raids on isolated monasteries They crushed a heresy called christianity Through the ages still legendary is their rage Onward… to Domination Onward… to Devastation
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Matamore 03:24
Losers, cowards, liars Your demise will be met by my hand Matamore bastards Matamore braggarts This land will be freed and their guts shall be spilled Knelt cowards, false braves, loud mouths Honourless peons that shame has devoured This land will be freed and their guts shall be spilled They don't have the guts to fight at war They want to taste victory but don’t have the courage They don’t have what it takes to join us They will be forgotten or left to rot The matamores feed on lies So we will step on their corpses to rise Die traitors!!! History will forget the matamores Those who ran away from the wars Shall be found and buried alive While we will thrive This land will be freed and their guts shall be spilled Shall be spilled Cowards, liars Your demise will be met by my hand Matamore bastards Matamore braggarts
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Once the body ceases to live It becomes impure To demons and evil entities It's free to be possessed Every cadaver has a place to rot Men in the outer ring, women in the middle Children in the inner ring, the central pit The bloodshed pit, the bloody hole Stripped by the vultures Until bones are bleached It’s the fate of mortal corpses Burnt by the sun and defleshed Tower of Silence To excarnate bodies Tower of Silence To liberate souls Into the eternal realm of death After the purification process Bones are to rest in the ossuary Where they will remain through ages As a testimony of their past entity Long lost ancient ritual Zoroastrian altars Still stand defiant To the corpse demons To purify the corpse Expose it to the elements On the altar of putrefaction The soul is to be cleansed Every cadaver has a place to rot Men in the outer ring, women in the middle Children in the inner ring, the central pit The bloodshed pit, the bloody hole Stripped by the vultures Until bones are bleached It’s the fate of mortal corpses Burnt by the sun and defleshed Tower of Silence To excarnate bodies Tower of Silence To liberate souls Into the eternal realm of death After the purification Bones are to rest in the ossuary They will remain through ages A testimony of their past entity Long lost ancient ritual Zoroastrian altars Still stand defiant To the corpse demons
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One too many massacre I have seen One of many slaves I have been In my mind I’m already dead Since my life has been nothing but dread Cooperation or destruction Sell your neighbour for salvation Serve! Mother and child alike Or end your life with your head on a spike They have tossed aside any love But they will pay and we will rise above I was born to serve but will die free I lived a witness of a killing spree This false saviour on his throne With our blood must be overthrown We can’t stand and undergo As the pile of skulls grows Take your weapons and rise There is power to seize An eye for an eye to stop This fraternal genocide Genocide Millions of our brothers slaughtered Will we let our cries be unheard? Villages and towns are burned As our thirst for revenge has spurred One too many massacre I have seen One of many slaves I have been In my mind I’m already dead Since my life has been nothing but dread. They have tossed aside any love But they will pay and we will rise above I was born to serve but will die free I lived a witness of a killing spree This false saviour on his throne With our blood must be overthrown We can’t stand and undergo As the pile of skulls grows Take your weapons and rise There is power to seize An eye for an eye to stop This fraternal genocide
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In the garden of a thousand virgins You feel the burden of a life of sins You believe you are right to destroy lives The kind of life you can’t dream of You have no fear to leave this world You never have the guts to believe your lord I raise my drink to the goat you love to fuck And to the women you raped and killed For your convenience The pigs of the martyr The holy land is the cradle The ultimate sacrifice Of thousands of cowards Killing and terrorizing Trampling human rights In the name of distorted beliefs Of this absurd faith Jesus Christ, vile messiah Mahomet, false prophet All your sacrifices were in vain We all relieve from inflicted pains The pigs of the martyr The worshippers of nothingness The army of weaks that no god blesses I raise my fist to a sky without bombs And to all men who were lost Loyal deceivers For your convenience The pigs of the martyr The holy land is the cradle The ultimate sacrifice Of thousands of cowards Killing and terrorizing Trampling human rights In the name of distorted beliefs Of this absurd faith Jesus Christ, vile messiah Mahomet, false prophet Our tolerance will end very soon To let you live your dreams in your tomb And every one of you futile fools Will pay while you live with severe wounds
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There will always be pain and There will always be war Remember who fell in glory War is inevitably a fatality A bloody extension of policy That shapes violently All your lands Will turn to red And your cries Won't cease until you die The spirits of the dead run free Ghosts of war for eternity Since the dawn of time Only the strong survive Men in their prime Strive to stay alive All your lands Will turn to red And your cries Won't cease until you die Turning Lands to Red There will always be pain and There will always be war Remember who fell in glory War is inevitably a fatality A bloody extension of policy That shapes violently All your lands Will turn to red And your cries Won't cease until you die We are made of hate, Para bellum Killing each other, vae victis Si vis pacem, para bellum Turning lands to red, vae victis We are made of hate Killing each other Para Bellum Turning Lands to Red
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Death Scythe 04:33
Harvest time has come... Death is near, it's breath I hear The Black Cloak lurks in my back My time has come, with the past I'm one Thirst for souls, I'm Death's goal Death feeds on human essence Light of my soul fades in evanescence Obsolescence of my existence Darkness in recrudescence, Death in omnipotence Fall, as wheat before the scythe Writhe, as it strikes Death Scythe collects its toll Death Scythe reaps my soul Immemorial entity Carries me through the gates of eternity Left this earthly womb in wonder In the underworld I now wander Fall, as wheat before the scythe Writhe, as it strikes Death Scythe collects its toll Death Scythe reaps my soul Vanish!!! Ancient force without remorse Death kills and kills at its will Steel is transpiercing me I feel There's no return, my soul will burn Death has done its deed With my soul it now feeds I have paid my due cost I'm now forever lost Fall, as wheat before the scythe Writhe, as it strikes Death Scythe collects its toll Death Scythe reaps my soul Immemorial entity Carries me through the gates of eternity Left this earthly womb in wonder In the underworld I now wander Fall, as wheat before the scythe Writhe, as it strikes Death Scythe collects its toll Death Scythe reaps my soul Immemorial entity Carries me through the gates of eternity Left this earthly womb in wonder In the underworld I now wander Reap my soul.
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In a world without sense Abound the believers of inveracity The worshippers of everlasting Heaps of lies Are going to die Buried under Heaps of lies Means to control existence Means to control, Heaps of lies Wonder why Are the tools to control Heaps of lies Existence controlled Malignance assured Heaps of lies Distracting reality with futility Absorbing idiocies and absurdities Mass manipulation To avoid a global riot The liars are the elites of this world Cabal pulls the string of your existence Will you discern its malignance? Flagrant stench of lies Into a world without pride The believers of democracy The disciples of deception Lead us to world's downfall With shameless incapacity To stand with integrity Heaps of lies Into a world without sense The believers of inveracity The worshippers of everlasting Heaps of lies In your ears In your eyes In your guts Heaps of lies Means to control Existence Means to control Heaps of lies Controlled existence Granted Malignance Heaps of lies Distracting reality with futility Absorbing idiocies and absurdities Mass manipulation To avoid a global riot The liars are the elites of this world Cabal pulls the string of your existence Will you discern its malignance? Flagrant stench of lies
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Devil's Pass 04:48
The year was 1959, on the way to Mount Otorten Nine mysteriously disappeared, on a moonless night Old legends came true, in the Siberian cold Disobeying the warnings, ''Don't go there'' the tale told Nine slaughtered violently, extreme injuries Fractured skulls, Ripped tongue Brutalized hands, eyes missing Mutilation, beyond comprehension Rapid escape, moments of madness Erratic actions, paranoia At Devil's Pass, on the Mountain of the Dead At Devil's Pass, macabre mystery At Devil's Pass, unknown compelling force At Devil's Pass, murders in the night An unknown treat so evil that reason was lost Nine were taken away from their youth Was it a hostile cryptid, bright orange orbs in the sky A military experiment or paranormal activities? Scene defied all logic, bodies were dispersed Found poorly dressed, frostbitten and frozen Barefoot human tracks, fled into the night To their death sentence, an ice grave Moved after death, evidence of radioactivity A treat that has no real identity At Devil's Pass, on the Mountain of the Dead At Devil's Pass, macabre mystery At Devil's Pass, unknown compelling force At Devil's Pass, murders in the night At Devil's Pass the mystery lives on...

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released October 7, 2022

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Riotor is a Canadian Thrash/ Death Metal
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