Rotting Christ
Album • 2007
Chaos, Erevos, the sign of prime creation Earth, Tartaros, thy sign of pain and sorrow Ήτοι χάος γένετο έπειτα γαι εγένοντο Έρεβος εγένοντο τάρταρα εγένοντο Ήτοι χάος γένετο έπειτα γαι εγένοντο Έρεβος εγένοντο τάρταρα εγένοντο Aethyr, Uranos, the shield of the self-exaltation Night, Keravnos, the born of awe and resignation Αιθηρ εγένοντο υρανος εγένοντο Νύκτα εγένοντο κεραυνός εγένοντο Αιθηρ εγένοντο υρανος εγένοντο Νύκτα εγένοντο κεραυνός εγένοντο Here you have just born for burning Born for dying, stand for signing Your great divide Your nightmare has just revived! Here you have just born for burning Born for dying, stand for signing Your great divide Your nightmare has just revived! Ήτοι χάος γένετο έπειτα γαι εγένοντο Έρεβος εγένοντο τάρταρα εγένοντο Ήτοι χάος γένετο έπειτα γαι εγένοντο Έρεβος εγένοντο τάρταρα εγένοντο
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025
Strike, thunder, sons of Earth and sky. Glow, lighting, child of a glorious night. Loud and proud, transform the entire range, And bear, and grant, yourselves in human race. Where their sun does never shine, And their lands are nude and bare Strike, thunder, monsters one-eyed. Bear and grant, yourselves into mankind. Loud and proud, transform the entire range, And bear, and grant, yourselves in human race. Where joy and lust dispel in air, And feel the breeze as frozen pale, And when the dews of night arise, Wet their souls with holy lies Chorus: Thunderous uprising, thunderous uprising, Oh, you sweet love in despair... Lighting rising, lighting uprising, Unmask your face of sorrow and care! Sense the anxiety's fear! That shall never be quite 'till laid on its bier. (repeat) ORKIZOMAE STIN STACHTI AFTI. LOGOS AEMA NOEMA. LOGOS! AEMA! NOEMA! LOGOS! AEMA! NOEMA! FOBOS! NEVMA! KALESMA! FOBOS! NEVMA! KALESMA! (repeat chorus) LOGOS! AEMA! NOEMA! FOBOS! NEVMA! KALESMA! LOGOS! AEMA! NOEMA! FOBOS! NEVMA! KALESMA!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025
[CHORUS] NEMESIS NEMESIS COME BORN COME BORN DARKNESS CHILD NEMESIS NEMESIS LAST BUST LAST BUST THE HOLY RITE Is this the land where sun brightly shines is this the existence of a heaven's sign Is this the locus the hallowed focus where grace love and harmony combine Is this the stead where reigns the light is this where hate bids Hear those souls' cries do they beg do they smile do they follow the endless long line NEMESIS FOR THE ANXIOUS HEAVY SPIRIT [CHORUS] Lay down their souls with holy fears and waters the ground with dismal tears Soldiers of grief prepare we are near fight the pash with shields but without spears Hold by the whispers that summer breeze bears and reign the land where all the woes bear Hear those souls' cries do they beg do they smile do they follow the endless long line NEMESIS FOR THE GENERATION FREE [CHORUS]
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025
APSU TIAMUT LAHMU AND LAHAM ANSAR AND KISAR ANU NUDIMMUD When on high the heaven, had not be named Firm ground below was unnamed APSU TIAMUT LAHMU AND LAHAM ANSAR AND KISAR ANU NUDIMMUD When on high the heaven, had not be named Firm ground below was unnamed Mummu Tiamat she who bore them Naught primordial Apsu their begetter [CHORUS] And the earth has been done and the life has just begun and the formless void and darkness outdone And the water has been done and the sky raised up separating the water the genesis goes on And the greater light has been done and the lesser light spun to rule the day and night together with the stars And the living creatures has been done and the sea monsters have born and everything that moves with which the waters swarm She made the Worm the Dragon The Female Monster the Great Lion The Mad Dog the Man Scorpion The Howling Storm [CHORUS] And the greater light has been done and the lesser light spun to rule the day and night together with the stars
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025
Hey, little kid, come here, believe in us and be like us! Taste the sapor of the forbidden seed. Drown the awe breath, far in your azure deeps. Fear ain't your foe, but your ally to meet your dream. Show me your bound to show you the heart, To outdo your awe and brave become. Drown the awe down in your azure deeps. Fear isn't your foe, but your ally to win. Whisper the reason that doubt yourself To trace the path of braveness and strength. Bury the awe in your nightmare's shelf! Nothing to fear but fear itself. (repeat last 4 lines of verse 1) Chorus: Phobos has just be born and sent to mortals world To kill humans immortality hope. Phobos has just be born, the hidden awe of god, The awe for freedom and his throne loss. (repeat)
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
TERRA GRANDIS MARIS SPIRITUS EST. MATRIS STELLA AC CAELUM EST. IMPIUS EST. (repeat) Earth, uterus of stars and sky, Mother of the highlands, Womb of ocean and arid sea! Let your seed create the barrows, God's dwelling so hallowed, And chain and gain the reign! Let your seed create the Cyclops, Monsters one-eyed, so robust, That crash and strike, create! And offer this good to human race, For power and glory to gain, And offer this good to human race! For defiance and pride to strain! Chorus: To dele and vanquish the sorrow, Fulfill their vision to reign, Upon god's dwelling the hallowed, Their existence to gain. (repeat x3) TERRA GRANDIS, SPIRITUS EST, MATRIS STELL AC CAELUM EST, TERRA GRANDIS, SPIRITUS EST, UTERUS MARIS IMPIUS EST. (repeat)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025
Long ago, you broke off your joke and tore off your bonds. You said: "I will not serve!" - indeed on every high hill, And under every spreading tree you lay down as a prostitute. I form the light and create darkness. I bring prosperity create disaster. I, the Lord. I, the God. I form the light and create darkness. I make weal and create sadness. I, the Lord. I, the Horned. Chorus: When the night of love draws to its close, Rege Diabolicus! Rege Malum! The red mist rises to greet the dawn. Rege Diabolicus! Diabolicus Deus! Covering the lord of those who do not dare to be, Rege Diabolicus! Rege Malum! The sign of evil is here to feel! Rege Diabolicus! Diabolicus Deus! I form life and create fire. I promise peace and create pyre. I, the Lord. I, the God. I form life and create fire. I bring delight and bear desire. I, the Lord. I, the horned!
In the sleepy night, From a breezy bite. Oh, Earth, your son born the sky, The tireless shield of mankind. Wake under a sun that scatters its shine, And raise the stars from the field of the night. Words full of faith that sounds so bright, Scattered in ether but they are surmised. Teached how to kill your blaze inside, Preached how to leave the fear beside. You infernal soul reveal the wise, How the beauty borns from inside. Chorus: Born from inside and burn the angel! Spawn procreate and kill the menial! Faint the light that comes from the blaze! That crush and raze all of your bowels. Born from inside and burn the angel! Spawn procreate and kill the menial! Seed the thorn that bears the flame! That burns inside you and and willing to frame. Oh, tireless shield of mankind, The thorn of death so much chars me. That my spark returned to you, And fire the stars that light the way to you.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025
I am the titan, ruler of the earth, Lord of upper and under cosmos. I govern the weakness in every cry of the human. I am the Cronus, offspring of Earth and chaos. I teach you the art of war, far in you sleepy subconscious. Chorus: And hype up the will of vengeance, And draw down to earth by spells and wickedness. The joyful colour is for me, What does paint your soul with wickness. And break up your sacredness, And bless the impure with joy and rawness. Supreme victim is for me, What is haunt with tear and prayer. I am the Cronus, offspring of earth and chaos. I teach you the art of war, far in your sleepy subconscious. I weep your weakness fluid, that you are calling tear, And face the Angel that dread to dare. And crush the tyrants iron head, And become a tyrant in his stead. Supreme power is for me, What it flows from anger. And look down on and snigger, The apathy of mind and bring them. The art of blowing up the teen, And be the fortune's stringer. (repeat chorus)
THRINOS VARYS EPEFTEI. DROMO MAKRY DIALEGEI. (repeat x7) The frozen wind I feared, a song of laugh and tear. My single sun was singing the beauty of this living. A lament cleaved the air, the sole request of bier. My single son was crying, life was too short to satisfy. THRINOS VARYS EPEFTEI. DROMO MAKRY DIALEGEI. (repeat x3) He sang and he was fighting with bevy of crow that eagerly. Waiting his flesh to eat, thirsty his blood to drink. Hit with his heavy hand the ground so hard. The earth that growed him, this earth will bury him. Chorus: Earth in your ground I lived my first exile. Earth, your ground watered with my bile. Earth, your ground marked with my sign, And you erased it with my dying. Boatman accept the coin of my son And lead him to the other bank. And send my damn to the time, that Charon decided To take the son of mine. (repeat chorus) THRINOS VARYS EPEFTEI. DROMO MAKRY DIALEGEI. (repeat x3)
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
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