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The Serpentine OfferingMy descent is the story of everymanI am hatred, darkness and despairMy descent is the story of everymanI am hatred, darkness and despairEvoked and entertained through centuriesWrathful and sullen -- Dormant stillThe ferocity pervades everywhereWaiting to be released at lastHear my offeringYe bastard sons and daughtersShare my sacrificeShare my sacrifice.My descent is the story of everymanI am hatred, darkness and despairMy descent is the story of everymanI am hatred, darkness and despairReconcile not with the fear of the snakeBut embrace it as your ownInject its venom into your veinsAnd replant the seed that gives growthStill shrouded in mysteryUntil you arise above perceptionA veil of ignorance is in motionContinuing throughout generations(A veil of ignorance is in motionContinuing throughout multiple generationsLet me be the one that deliver you from the deceitAnd back into perfect accordance with the laws of nature)The snake is notoriously temptingBut the snake is fairWhat is worse than not knowing?To live or disappear?The ferocity pervades everywhereWaiting to be released at lastHear my offeringYe bastard sons and daughtersShare my sacrificeShare my sacrifice2. The Chosen LegacyHence I will anointAnd whisper wholeheartedlyThe creed of Hades and beyondAs I succumb to inevitable sinFor I cannot enslave myselfWith imaginary words of salvationThe hypocrisy that surrounds my templeIs assisted by pretenders to the throneThe winds that blow puritySignify my chosen legacyI was born to oppositionA contender to creationIn Sorte DiaboliIn Sorte DiaboliIn Sorte DiaboliIn Sorte DiaboliFor my sinsI will ask no forgivenessFor my sinsThey are not to forgiveSo never speak of me quietlyStand by my confessionI voice your rebellionAgainst the traitor of the worldI am the first creature of this KingdomI will be the OneTo out live His timeWith the triumph of free will3. The Conspiracy UnfoldsFallen I have, Fallen I amCursed and destined to burnFallen I have, Fallen I amCursed and destined to burnMy loyalty towards a liar ceased to existOnce misled by an empty fraudulent faceI will never turn my back on youAnd deceive the flesh of our raceI will always speak trulySo you can understandNo riddles that manipulateThe words and symbols of manDo not believe false promisesConspiring to cover up the truthFind solace in darkness within yourselfAnd have your legions unleashedDo not withhold the airOf your very last breathIn the end of daysYou will transcend life and deathLet the one who is fitBe the KingOf the Heavens aboveAnd all worlds down below4. The Sacrilegious ScornHave I notBeen too long in the shadows of invention and creationAs I rightfully behold the fleshFear of the conscious mind will have you facing awayMy word and world holds ground and is realYour word is like floods of poisoned waterA language spoken with spit of different tonguesIt all seems like an eternityThis battle between us two"Good and evil"Me and youTime has come to step upAnd take back what you took from meMy word and world holds ground and is realYour word is like floods of poisoned waterA language spoken with spit of different tonguesYou can never corrupt me againTime has come to step upAnd take back what you took from meYou can never corrupt me againI protect every man guilty of sinThe ultimate sin being meThe vapor from the plagueThat infested my mind, body and soulObscured my view from wisdomThe mist that had me wonder in resentment clearedAnd troubles me no more5. The Fallen Arsis[Instrumental]6. The Heretic HammerVengeance is mineNeither sweet nor kindVengeance is mineNo longer will I be held responsibleFor the error of your waysMy conscienceStand defiantly proud and rigidSo take my adviceMeet your oppositionProfane and disciplinedTake back your prideWith a pounding hammerNo longer will I be held responsibleFor the error of your waysMy conscienceStand defiantly proud and rigidSo take my adviceAs long as my icon has fleshNo one puts me to the testAnd as longer my spirit permitThere will be no final testVengeance is mineNeither sweet nor kindVengeance is mineVengeance is mineI owe you nothingBut scorn and contemptFrom all that is holyI will have my revengeVengeance is mineNo longer will I be held responsibleFor the error of your waysMy conscienceStand defiantly proud and rigidSo take my adviceAs long as my icon has fleshNo one puts me to the testAnd as longer my spirit permitThere will be no final testWith wisdom and fateI design darknessYou keep feeding me denial and hateAnd from that I will createArrogance and deceptionTorment and blissHow I envy your lack justificationWhen mine is so sincered7. The Sinister AwakeningI sense the darknessThe desire overtakesMy devotion endeavorsHabitation changing courseRepentance oh notNo name or remorseWill I ever authorizeOn this treasured pathI am warm by this fireAnd its flaming desireFor what I can not fulfillMy destiny completesI believe my truth to beA much greater thingThan a manufactured lieToo great to comprehendWhere I come fromThere's no higher authority but meBeing my own godIs all I was meant to beAntichristus SpiritualisAntichristus SpiritualisAntichristus SpiritualisAntichristus SpiritualisIn Sorte Diaboli8. The Fundamental AlienationMy eyes got blindedAnd conned by the lightLike a fugitive on the runI sought perseverance in the nightDeceptive icons were finallyTaken out of my sightAs the contender to originI will forever unveil His mightThey say I am the cancerOn the back of the InquisitionI may well be the cancerIn the heart of the InquisitionThey say I am the cancerOn the back of the InquisitionI am the cancerIn the heart of the InquisitionThrough my years of sacrificeEvolution came with lessons learnedRespect and fearIs what I earnedSo underestimate not your visionOr you will be taughtCalculate your intuitionAnd you will teachYou all have been connedAnd I always take the blameFor you do not understandYou are all the same9. The Invaluable DarknessFear Tomorrow's AdversaryAnd the wealth of uprisingThe final storm will be releasedAnd the unmerciful will erectHidden from the eyes of your GodI will proclaim original sinAnd have you all purged and purifiedFrom the lies that remain withinCleansed and draped in sulphur linenBlack and pure since the BeginningMercy is not truthYour sins are next to mineMercy is not truthAll your sins are next to mineMy soul's ablazeInflamed with rage and isolatedIn whirlwinds of hateMy soul's ablazeYet camouflaged in the hazeWhy did He not see this comingWhat did He not understandOne time forsakenBut forgotten I am notI will win this warBut never the peaceI am my own free spiritHence I will not rest10. The Foreshadowing FurnaceSparks fly and fire licks my wingsTied to this wood - I was born for burningI rebelled against the flockDeclined to submit to slaveryAs a token from my legions of the chosen fewI reveal the secrets to the world's most famous forgeryAs flames devour my skinFlesh melting - peeling offMy days as an earthbound entityAre outnumbered and have come to an endI will never be laid to restBut be free from oppressionThose of my kin - the black flameThose of my sin - hail my nameThose of us that have been given eyes to seeWill never be laid to rest but be free from oppressionIn this hour I finally separateCarnal knowledge from divine willIn this hour I finally separateMyself from your tyrannyStill our enemies will keep hidingIn the shadows with betrayal against reasonBut with my reprisal I shall endureAnd uncover the magnitude of this treasonI will arise from perditionAnd let me presence knownI will author a new eraAnd have my Beast shownMy stigma is of damnationI am from beyond your God11. The Ancestral Fever[European bonus track]From who or what have IReceived this gift?For what purpose do ISeduce this craft?I know these answersLie hidden beyondThe powers that beThe power that is meI will continue to decipherAnd make it easier for youBehold! Let it be toldTry and understandThat all and everythingWhich I have doneI have done for youI will continue to decipherAnd make it easier for youBehold! Let it be toldWhat is fiction and untrueI will not leave you behindWith the burdens of beliefAnd divine miseryThat means restless griefFor it is writtenThe times of old will come anewAnd have the universe reversed to its originWhen the ancient winds blew
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