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1. |
I Am Pain
03:27
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Scornful rabble
You will grabble.
Pray for mercy
Spitting blood.
I’m your butcher,
There’s no future.
Face the rifle,
I am God.
Shot!
And the wretched scum is forced to shout.
Shot!
And its rotten brain is flowing out.
Shot!
Ringing in the ears, the seething rage.
Shot!
I’ll become the prophet of their age.
I am fear, I am pain
I am death, I will reign.
I am Christ bearing cross
On the way to crucifixion.
I will kill for the fame,
You’ll remember my name.
I will carry the crown
Through the years of my damnation.
Shot!
And the wretched scum is forced to shout.
Shot!
And its rotten brain is flowing out.
Shot!
Ringing in the ears, the seething rage.
Shot!
I’ll become the prophet of their age.
I am terror,
I am wrath.
Senseless murder
Is my path.
For this glory
I’ll be strong.
Let the scaffold
Be my throne.
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2. |
Raptophilia
01:53
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Depraved,
Blood-stained,
Obsessed
By pain,
Fucked up,
Insane,
You cum
Half drained.
Writhing and screaming,
Burning with rapture of
Humiliation and shame
You need no mercy
Pleading for coarsest
Treatment and suffering.
Fainting from agony,
Maiming your bleeding guts,
Yelling in ecstasy,
Tearing your womb apart
You are embraced by the
Rape…
Lust for the torture
Seething and scorching
Manipulates your mind
And in this fever
Of sex and shiver
Terror becomes delight.
Nothing but torment
And domination,
Life of a beaten slut.
Raptophilia,
Gratification,
Until the throat is cut.
Fainting from agony,
Maiming your bleeding guts,
Yelling in ecstasy,
Tearing your womb apart,
You are embraced by the
Rape.
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3. |
Womb
03:17
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Conceived in this desolate grave,
Doomed for a fetal decay,
Griping my cord in a rave,
For the self-suffocation I pray.
Caged in the uterine drain,
In the fluids of pain
Being a spawn of a drug-addict whore.
Feed by her dirty veins
I suffer in vain
Having no chance to groan.
Stuck in an overdose trip,
In a torturous sleep,
With my eyes ever shut.
I crawl in a putrefied flesh,
Buried so deep
In a cradle of mud.
Choking
Will set me free.
Choking
In the moribund womb.
Choking.
The only hope for me
Is choking
In this poisonous tomb.
And I implore for the death
With no sound from my paralyzed mouth,
In a body which loses its breath
Chained by the heroin drowse.
Yes, I implore for the death
In a body which loses its breath.
Doomed for a fetal decay
For the self-suffocation I pray.
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4. |
Blessed with Abortion
03:17
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Sweet
Pretty child of mine.
Slut
Who deserved the hell.
Die
In my careful arms
Purified.
And yell!
Look
At this bleeding scum
Crawling
In a puddle of mud.
Conceived
By the poisoned cum,
Dragged out and torn apart.
Pregnant with sin
Blessed with abortion
Dissected and pure
Before the God.
Blessed with abortion
Of rotting flesh
Feel the devotion.
Blessed with abortion
I’ll stitch your slash.
Groan with emotions.
Now
That your eyes are shut
And
Your last breath is drawn
I’ll pray
For your virgin twat.
The godly job is done!
I
Was severe but just
Sweet
Pretty child of mine.
Free
From the evil lust,
Your torture was divine!
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5. |
Mindscars
04:06
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Torn apart and stitched with blame
Scorched and blind
Grinding nails on walls of shame
You damn the light.
Born in holy godliness,
Raped by priest
You are possessed by virgin souls
Till one exists.
Feeling lust and will to kill
You make them writhe,
Look in the pretty pure eyes
Of sodomized.
The tight embrace of feeble hands
Is lifetime cell,
Your mind is where groan never ends,
Their voices dwell.
Scarificated, depraved, overthrown into filth
You drown in the chasm of sadistic delight.
Sucked by the tender, half-dead bloody lips,
Lips which you pet with the knife shining bright.
And ones who bore your insane flame,
Scorched and blind
Will grind their nails on walls of shame
And damn the light.
Possessed by pure virgin souls,
Forever ill
They'll be revelled in mournful howls
And will to kill.
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6. |
Bloodshot
02:16
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7. |
Revelation
02:45
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I’ll rest in pain in a grave of the lust
Covered with sin and angel dust,
Soaked with the wastes of the whores I adore,
Swearing in ecstasy, covered with gore.
Feeling no remorse, burning in delusion
I will please my soul.
I will rape the flesh with the vice intrusion,
Reach the twisted goal.
Fuck the sound sense and the lying morals
Of the human race,
Praying to its gods, vomiting the chorals
Of the pure disgrace.
Morbid mind is seething with the frantic thoughts,
Craving for the fucking of their dirty throats,
Slapping in the faces full of dignity,
Looking in the eyes of society.
Putrid to the bone, drunk of domination
Swallowing the lives.
I will cum inside till emaciation
Being undisguised.
I’m the one who pleads for the liberation,
One who sodomized
The oppressive laws of civilization
Being demonized.
Revelation through the atrocity.
Purification through the monstrosity.
Bringing the pain, healing the brain I
Won’t restrain my animosity.
Glorification of the perversity.
I’ll rest in pain in a grave of the lust
Covered with sin and angel dust,
Soaked with the wastes of the whores I adore,
Swearing in ecstasy, covered with gore.
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8. |
Devoured by the Booze
02:26
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9. |
Verminous Chamber
03:27
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Tortured by the evil dreams in my incarceration
Like a corpse within a pile of carnivorous worms
I am captured by the deeds of depravation
Sick of scorching anger.
I’m the one, who bears this curse of condemnation
In the world that rots and drains to pandemonium,
Counts the days to the complete obliteration
And will get no mercy.
And every breath
Begets the tide
Of seething spite.
Until the death
I’m caged inside
My wounded mind.
Murderous lust,
Feel of disgust,
Treacherous brain,
Fever and endless pain.
Severe heart
Tears me apart.
I am possessed
Lunacy gives no rest.
Verminous madness chamber,
Abode of the rotten nightmare,
The peace is hard to remember.
Each day is an aggravation
Of agony which is stubborn,
The beast is my incarnation.
Verminous madness chamber,
Abyss of the deviation,
The slippery walls I clamber.
Stuck in the putrefaction
Feeling its morbid odor
I’m writhing with my distraction.
The swarm of flies
Infests my eyes
And blinds the sight.
Possessed by crime
That is a grime
I see no light.
Murderous lust,
Feel of disgust,
Treacherous brain,
Fever and endless pain.
Severe heart
Tears me apart.
I am possessed,
Full of vermin.
Living dead inside the gruesome mental chamber
Strangling me with my own wriggling grave thoughts
Feeling poison beating hard in every member
I won’t give no mercy.
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10. |
Manipulation
02:39
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In the world driven mad
They search for the scorned to slay
And pray to the bleeding gods
Turning the minds into clay.
A herd of the cruel scums
Restrained by the shepherd's lash
Is grazed by the dreadful dumbs
On the pasture of rotting flesh.
I won't let them manipulate
Being a puppet played on the gore.
And my mind will never be laid
In this common burial vault.
While the manipulation grows
And the crawlers swallow its lies
In the chains of perverted laws
The prudence will never rise.
I won't let them manipulate
Being a puppet played on the gore.
And my mind will never be laid
In this common burial vault.
Start to think and open your eyes,
Make your ears deaf while they preach
Being sober and undisguised
In your hatred towards the leech.
The weak will be devoured and die
Ruled by the claws of the damned
The strong in their sense will survive
But be left forever condemned.
I won't let them manipulate
Being a puppet played on the gore
And my mind will never be laid
In this common burial vault.
I will never betray the truth
In the crowd of the enslaved.
I will never feel any ruth
For the victims of the depraved.
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11. |
Suicide Preacher
03:12
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Obey to your suicide preacher,
The voice of his desperate virtue.
He calls all the miserable creatures
To save ‘em from the everlasting torture.
Sacrifice your bleeding life
And feel the calm of six feet under.
There is nothing to revive
So let your soul to face the wonder.
Come and get your benediction,
The relief of rotting slumber.
No more pain of malediction,
Suffering.
You’ll be led astray
But feel no torment
On the sinful way
Of your devourment.
Omnivorous lord
That knows no mercy
Sets you free,
Turns into corpses.
Breed of suicide
That needs no future
Born to putrefy
You’ll please your butcher.
Listen to the words
Of exhortation
Leading to
Annihilation.
Non-existence.
Creeping silence.
Fading distance
And no violence.
Throw the bondage off
And take your last breath.
Look into the eyes
Of dark divine.
Hell is left behind,
The lie’s denied, death
Will embrace the martyrs
In its shrine.
Breed of suicide
Will follow preacher,
The devoted guide
Enlightened teacher.
Listen to his words
Of exhortation
Leading to the
Liberation.
And will have no fear
And feel no torment
On the sinful way
Of self-devourment.
Be the grateful dead
That faced the wonder,
Get relief of rotting
Paradise.
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12. |
Cattle Troops
02:04
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Alone face to face with the system
And its army of clones
I’m straight to the bones,
I'm the last who resist 'em.
Ones who waste all their lives
In a flow of the venomous lies
Watching distorting mirrors
Which blinded their eyes.
The system attempts on my mind.
Its priests try to foist evil will on me.
Its criers seek for the truth to grind
But I was born to be free.
The fake moral values on their flags
Run the march of the cattle troops
Possessed by religion, torturing fags
Making life to go through their hoops.
And their words have no hint of reason.
Flushed with spite and the will to kill
They will charge everyone with treason,
Everyone who is sane and ill.
I'm unable to save this world
Draining into a pit of shit,
I'm unable to worship lord
Of the odious hypocrites.
The system attempts on my mind.
Its priests try to foist evil will on me,
Its criers seek for the truth to grind
But I was born to be free.
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13. |
Apollyon
04:04
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Surfing the night city, looking for flesh
The hardest erection is tearing my pants.
The cum in my balls is clouding my mind
The city is empty, I know where to find.
My lovely basement is on that street.
I've got the hole that fits my dick.
I can't help thinking of my bloody bride
Cause of the cum that’s clouding my mind.
Black, white, just don’t scratch and bite.
I’m not saint, I was cursed to rape.
Apollyon! Counting slaughtered whores.
Apollyon! You already did it before.
Apollyon! Counting dirty whores.
Apollyon! Crawling in the gore.
I don’t care where you are from.
I just want to get your holes. So
Please lie still until I'm through
And no one will find any clue.
Walls of your chamber are turning red
And in an hour you will be dead.
An hour enough for me. Get on your knees,
Open your mouth, shut up and take this.
After I'll rape you, I will go home
To swallow my whiskey while sniffing the snow.
Then I’ll prepare my suit for tomorrow,
Try not to put people in bloodshed and sorrow.
I’m becoming a beast when there’s no cunt to feast.
Balls are going to blast, eyes are full of blood.
I will have the same aim - get some sweet butt again.
Thus I will prevent war, slaughter and mud
Black, white, just don’t scratch and bite.
I’m not saint, I was cursed to rape.
Brilliant morning with peace in my balls,
Nothing distracts me from gorgeous thoughts.
I’ll take a key to my black Mercedes
And burn the wheels straight to the palace.
Corpse in the basement severely ripped,
Beast is in cage though he doesn’t sleep.
And till the dawn it will not fight
Thanks for that whore who cleaned up my mind.
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Monastery Dead Russia
Monastery Dead is a death metal band of Russian origin formed in 2004. Since the day of its foundation, Monastery Dead
delivers death metal around Russia and abroad sharing the stage with such monsters as Haemorrhage, Dying Fetus, Fleshless, Amagortis, Debauchery and many others.
Band:
Anton Malov - vocals
Kirill Tatarinov - guitars, backing vocals
Vadim Nikolaev - bass
Kirill Zharikov - drums
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