Cover di Onward to Golgotha

Onward to Golgotha
Album - 5 maggio 1992 - Debaser id 4429

di Incantation

Rot in your burning crypts, breaking the gates of life.
Deep beneath earth's abyss.
Souls burnt to a dark crisp.
Bodies taken from the graves.
Buried under sacred dirt.
Still embalmed stiff flesh.
Skin burnt to the core...

Recite the words of the living hell.
Arise the ones from the eternal sleep.
Awaken evil ones that rest below.
Come forth and show your rotting soul...

Thriving for days of peace.
Rotting corpse another deceased.
Breaking through their sealed caskets.
Digging their way through the earth...

Summoned the witches gods.
Rigor mortis rotting creatures.
The arising of the dead...

Burning flesh the sensation.
They come forth to steal your life.
Bring forth the deceased...

Bodies taken from the graves.
Burned under sacred dirt.
Still embalmed stiff flesh.
Skin burnt to the core...
Il tuo voto:
Disciples of mockery, blasphemy.

Christ will rot, suffer in pain.
Nailed unmercifuly, grotesquely hung.
Gasping for air, collapsed lungs.
Stripped of vitality, suffocate...

Denied from salvation.
Destroy, the remains of Christ.
For his flesh won't rise.
Burned to ash, Christ's abolishment...
Il tuo voto:
Feast on flesh of newborn life.
Commencing ritual of ancient baptism.
Raise high the fetal excrements.
Bless this birth for it must be cleansed.

Into damnation, sacrifical rite of the newborn child.
Ritualistic mass forever with the god.
Rid the afterbirth of sin...

Into the dark they see, visions of immortality.
Ready to feast on corpses, awaiting the flesh of mortals...

Christening the afterbirth...

Bodies putrified beneath.
Unholy sepulture yet to be revealed.
Decayed beyound recognition.
Preparing the form of a black mass...

Christening the afterbirth...
Il tuo voto:
We will be pure in the abyss.
Salvation.
Reigns...

Praying for a dying religion.
The lord will bless us...
Misfortune of God.
The throne is lost.
Christ's fate.
Was a lie...

Beyond the holy grounds.
His souls are torn apart.
Reality has descended upon.
Abominations is the love of God...
Il tuo voto:
The deceased awake from beyond their sleep.
Search for blood and mortal meat.
Maggots crawl out from their eyes.
Feel their pain, it's mournful cries.
Pull your veins, tear out your heart.
Consume the blood, feast on flesh.
Torn apart, intestines scattered.
Alimentary canal ripped and shattered.
Pieces of your body eaten.
Painful death as time stands still.
Where your mind bursts in torture.
Feel your soul be torn apart.
Demons crawling through your system.
Hell has risen, the gods of pain.
Rip your skin, burn your bones.
Internal organs torn and drained.
Smell of flesh burnt to ashes.
Cries of death from hell.
Pain is all you revolve around.
Where the souls of Satan's grounds.
Rooms of eternal torture, reveal endurance of endless pain.
Disintegrating mortals, bodies burn.
There you feel the hellish torture.
Hellish torment, brutal butchering.
Demonic creatures revolve in torment...
Il tuo voto:
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