Isidor - Vocals
M. Andersson - Guitars
J. Albrektsson - Bass, Additional Vocals
Morth - Drums
Recorded and mixed during two weeks in August 2001 at Abyss Studios.
Co-produced by Thy Primordial.
Cover – Ola Larsson
"Subterranean Carnality"
Enrapture me in ineffable malignancy
Rip my wings so that I can not flee
Sublimed by the breath of venomous character
Of shapes gathered, this monstruous apparition
Bits and pieces, to which these dark regions led
Art of splendour. Creator of revelation
By the s
tandards of darkness it's absorbing the dead
Engender subterranean carnality
Place me in the gaunt and grim
A mere reflection of reality
That's showing signs of decay
Enrapture me in ineffable malignancy
Guide me through devastated sterility
Revel in earthly flesh and blood
Rise majestic and with pride
Capture the claws of its savagery
And reach for the sin of sins
Messenger of calamity
Harbinger of ill
Enrapture me in ineffable malignancy
Sublimed by the breath of venomous character
Of shapes gathered, this monstruous apparition
Bits and pieces, to which these dark regions led
Art of splendour. Creator of revelation
Engender subterranean carnality
Place me in the gaunt and grim
A mere reflection of reality
That's showing signs of decay
Subterranean carnality
Committing the sin of sins
Subterranean carnality
Rip my wings so that I can not flee
"Genuine Hatred"
You are th scum of the earth
You are the filth that surrounds us
You are the soil that disables our sight
You are the cause of undisputed wrath
You are the entity that disturbs the senses
You are of that which is withering
Genuine hatred
Tragedy has come
Genuine hatred
Closing in, counting down
Genuine hatred
Tragedy has come
To remind you how pale you are
Genuine hatred
Closing in, counting down
To paint the picture of pain
You're going down for the new breed
Abandon the face of this fucking world
You're going down in uncontrollable ways
Non-existent, echoes in eternity
You are th scum of the earth
You are the filth that surrounds us
"Icon Retribution"
Insidious manipulation
Soul seduction
Bring forth my dawn your dusk
Seeking the dark, shunning the light
Facing the image reflecting black
Forcing suicidal thoughts
Beyond redemption, I'll assassinate your soul
To be released from everything
And cease the cycles course
There's no use saving the miserable
To become free someone has to suffer
Evolve to the next level
Crush - What crushed can be
Withhold of ecstasy
Watch the shadows of the old self dwindle
The blood we share, inevitably rage
Heart, enticed through your chest
Descent into decadence
Icon retribution
The sinister spree has settled its tracks
You are turning blue
Insidious manipulation
Soul seduction
Bring forth my dawn your dusk
There's no use saving the miserable
Crush - What crushed can be
"The Crowning Carnage"
Woe betide thee... Woe betide man
Premonitions of decline
Seeking whom to devour
We must be without pity
We must be without end
...there's a place reserved for all...
We all know the way you're taking
We will lead the way and strike up the march of the future
Woe betide thee, woe betide the horrendous
Woe betide thee, woe betide man
The Crowning Carnage - Besmeared with blood and dust
The Crowning Carnage - Work abhorred, infernal revel
The Crowning Carnage - Besmeared with blood and dust
The Crowning Carnage - Work abhorred, the glorious hunt
No withhold of wrath
This malicious chill
We must be without mercy
Must be without space of time
...reveal the secrets of Death...
And thrust you full with thorns
The Crowning Carnage - Besmeared with blood and dust
The Crowning Carnage - Work abhorred, infernal revel
The Crowning Carnage - Besmeared with blood and dust
The Crowning Carnage - Work abhorred, the glorious hunt
Despise pain...loathing life...plunge into deep despair
To finish life
We will lead the way and strike up the march of the future
Woe betide thee, woe betide the horrendous
Woe betide thee, woe betide man
"Worldecay"
Frustrated into destructiveness
So fragile this creation
It's but a matter of time before it engulfs itself
Senseless, loss of strength
Harvesting the crops
So fragile, so vile
Bringing its own decay
Whip away the peaceful well
Death came to end the pain
This plague, this ever-spreading disease
It should know when it's been conquered
It should know when it's but dust in the air
It should be apt to look back and consider
Never again it should shed its light
The Man-disease shalt no longer be scattered
The Man-disease shalt no longer be scattered
Never again it should shed its light
It should know when it's conquered to the very core
Aghast it stood, numb it became
Were it burnt or torn by beasts?
Where's your saviours now?
Who wilt heal this lethal infection?
What will unmask the wounds?
The being, in sore need of remedy
Declared...dead
Never again it should shed its light
The Man-disease shalt no longer be scattered
Never again it should shed its light
"Purveyor of Chaos"
Purveyor of chaos
Am wickedness and woe
Falsity of the truth
The recurrent image of terror
Am the dark side of humanity
The impalpable presence
Exist in every corner
Reap the the sacred hearts
Am the core of the deep night
Readily into vigour
For I am the end of days
In the profundity of darkness
Beats no heart at all
In the profundity of darkness
I can darken the sun, I've got death to live for
Save the world from sin - Be near us when we climb or fall
Save the world from sin - Death to live for
I am the disgusted spectator of this world
The hunger that struck the whole land
The mortality that follows
I have power to tempt and mislead
Seduce by madness
Make thee face thy demons
Survey the past
So hallowed my dusk
Blemish of dawn
Yet shalt rise
"Changing the Mortal Disguise"
Bowing lowly down to bestial gods
From age to age
But surely they must walk again
And wander about in the pleasing oblivion of all
Once inside - been born anew
From the roots of the dark thorn
To explore the womb
And gather conceit in each vagrant word
Craving strength to leave soon
Ever-burning
Force - End barriers
Changing the mortal disguise
Once inside - been born anew
From the roots of the dark thorn
To explore the womb
And gather conceit in each vagrant word
Perpetuate the hearts of the damned
The world under its curse - inevitable
Engross the miseries of our lives
And venture within those accursed walls
Recast - there's no turning back
The solemn pledge - into darkness lingers
"Menace of Human Waste"
To finish or to perish
Send forth the airy spite
Amplified thrill of killing
For profit and pleasure
Dejection
The menace of murder
The hunting of humans
Beast risen, of a killing kind
Nothing as certain as death
Breed of predator
Devoured as soon as born
Mental breakdown
Reinforced to genocidal nature
Inhuman savagery
They had their chance
Insatiable hunger
Epidemic of genocidal mania
Dejection
Sacrifices of flesh - for flesh
Cold and numb
Blood beats beyond reason
Death is lust
The menace of murder
The hunting of humans
Beast risen, of a killing kind
Nothing as certain as death
Crawl
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Engender subterranean carnality
Place me in the gaunt and grim
A mere reflection of reality
That's showing signs of decay
Enrapture me in ineffable malignancy
Guide me through devastated sterility
Revel in earthly flesh and blood
Rise majestic and with pride
Capture the claws of its savagery
And reach for the sin of sins
Messenger of calamity
Harbinger of ill
Enrapture me in ineffable malignancy
Sublimed by the breath of venomous character
Of shapes gathered, this monstruous apparition
Bits and pieces, to which these dark regions led
Art of splendour. Creator of revelation
Engender subterranean carnality
Place me in the gaunt and grim
A mere reflection of reality
That's showing signs of decay
Subterranean carnality
Committing the sin of sins
Subterranean carnality
Rip my wings so that I can not flee
"Genuine Hatred"
You are th scum of the earth
You are the filth that surrounds us
You are the soil that disables our sight
You are the cause of undisputed wrath
You are the entity that disturbs the senses
You are of that which is withering
Genuine hatred
Tragedy has come
Genuine hatred
Closing in, counting down
Genuine hatred
Tragedy has come
To remind you how pale you are
Genuine hatred
Closing in, counting down
To paint the picture of pain
You're going down for the new breed
Abandon the face of this fucking world
You're going down in uncontrollable ways
Non-existent, echoes in eternity
You are th scum of the earth
You are the filth that surrounds us
"Icon Retribution"
Insidious manipulation
Soul seduction
Bring forth my dawn your dusk
Seeking the dark, shunning the light
Facing the image reflecting black
Forcing suicidal thoughts
Beyond redemption, I'll assassinate your soul
To be released from everything
And cease the cycles course
There's no use saving the miserable
To become free someone has to suffer
Evolve to the next level
Crush - What crushed can be
Withhold of ecstasy
Watch the shadows of the old self dwindle
The blood we share, inevitably rage
Heart, enticed through your chest
Descent into decadence
Icon retribution
The sinister spree has settled its tracks
You are turning blue
Insidious manipulation
Soul seduction
Bring forth my dawn your dusk
There's no use saving the miserable
Crush - What crushed can be
"The Crowning Carnage"
Woe betide thee... Woe betide man
Premonitions of decline
Seeking whom to devour
We must be without pity
We must be without end
...there's a place reserved for all...
We all know the way you're taking
We will lead the way and strike up the march of the future
Woe betide thee, woe betide the horrendous
Woe betide thee, woe betide man
The Crowning Carnage - Besmeared with blood and dust
The Crowning Carnage - Work abhorred, infernal revel
The Crowning Carnage - Besmeared with blood and dust
The Crowning Carnage - Work abhorred, the glorious hunt
No withhold of wrath
This malicious chill
We must be without mercy
Must be without space of time
...reveal the secrets of Death...
And thrust you full with thorns
The Crowning Carnage - Besmeared with blood and dust
The Crowning Carnage - Work abhorred, infernal revel
The Crowning Carnage - Besmeared with blood and dust
The Crowning Carnage - Work abhorred, the glorious hunt
Despise pain...loathing life...plunge into deep despair
To finish life
We will lead the way and strike up the march of the future
Woe betide thee, woe betide the horrendous
Woe betide thee, woe betide man
"Worldecay"
Frustrated into destructiveness
So fragile this creation
It's but a matter of time before it engulfs itself
Senseless, loss of strength
Harvesting the crops
So fragile, so vile
Bringing its own decay
Whip away the peaceful well
Death came to end the pain
This plague, this ever-spreading disease
It should know when it's been conquered
It should know when it's but dust in the air
It should be apt to look back and consider
Never again it should shed its light
The Man-disease shalt no longer be scattered
The Man-disease shalt no longer be scattered
Never again it should shed its light
It should know when it's conquered to the very core
Aghast it stood, numb it became
Were it burnt or torn by beasts?
Where's your saviours now?
Who wilt heal this lethal infection?
What will unmask the wounds?
The being, in sore need of remedy
Declared...dead
Never again it should shed its light
The Man-disease shalt no longer be scattered
Never again it should shed its light
"Purveyor of Chaos"
Purveyor of chaos
Am wickedness and woe
Falsity of the truth
The recurrent image of terror
Am the dark side of humanity
The impalpable presence
Exist in every corner
Reap the the sacred hearts
Am the core of the deep night
Readily into vigour
For I am the end of days
In the profundity of darkness
Beats no heart at all
In the profundity of darkness
I can darken the sun, I've got death to live for
Save the world from sin - Be near us when we climb or fall
Save the world from sin - Death to live for
I am the disgusted spectator of this world
The hunger that struck the whole land
The mortality that follows
I have power to tempt and mislead
Seduce by madness
Make thee face thy demons
Survey the past
So hallowed my dusk
Blemish of dawn
Yet shalt rise
"Changing the Mortal Disguise"
Bowing lowly down to bestial gods
From age to age
But surely they must walk again
And wander about in the pleasing oblivion of all
Once inside - been born anew
From the roots of the dark thorn
To explore the womb
And gather conceit in each vagrant word
Craving strength to leave soon
Ever-burning
Force - End barriers
Changing the mortal disguise
Once inside - been born anew
From the roots of the dark thorn
To explore the womb
And gather conceit in each vagrant word
Perpetuate the hearts of the damned
The world under its curse - inevitable
Engross the miseries of our lives
And venture within those accursed walls
Recast - there's no turning back
The solemn pledge - into darkness lingers
"Menace of Human Waste"
To finish or to perish
Send forth the airy spite
Amplified thrill of killing
For profit and pleasure
Dejection
The menace of murder
The hunting of humans
Beast risen, of a killing kind
Nothing as certain as death
Breed of predator
Devoured as soon as born
Mental breakdown
Reinforced to genocidal nature
Inhuman savagery
They had their chance
Insatiable hunger
Epidemic of genocidal mania
Dejection
Sacrifices of flesh - for flesh
Cold and numb
Blood beats beyond reason
Death is lust
The menace of murder
The hunting of humans
Beast risen, of a killing kind
Nothing as certain as death
Crawl