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Bloody Surf
02:51
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SS (Satanic Squadron)
04:46
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Horde of demons is rising into the sky.
Winged squadron of unholy shades
Must destroy all signs of human's life
And return the world to chaos phase.
Squeezed claws around deadly freight,
Final countdown till hecatomb,
Satan's horde is instantly gaining height
To use might of secret weapon...
... on the feeble worms, who are
Swarming in own rottenness.
Reduce to dust!!! Reduce to ashes!!!
Dark wings has covered world below
By explosions, light of which is blinding eyes.
Situation has spiralled out of control -
No chance of mercy for the mankind.
Metallic armor is shining in beams of sun,
Reflecting death and blazing flares.
Squadron must destroy all human's life
And return the world to chaos phase.
Make sure all rot in fire!
Reduce to dust!!! Reduce to ashes!!!
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3. |
Passion Of War
05:53
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Call of the blood is obscure incarnation -
Voices of roots are leading me to destination.
Ancestors gave me an opportunity to feel
Passion of war and to hear deafening roar of it.
Get the sword, satisfy your primal blood lust.
Hear dead body thud, let smell of gore fills your lungs.
Call of the roots is voices of my ancestors's nation.
I've understood this disguised signification.
Troops are going measuring out the firm step.
I'm ready to beginning of assault, I'm lifting up flag.
Deafening roar... passion of war...
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4. |
Bone Crushers
05:05
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Tens of thousands tons of biomass,
Hundreds of brave and mighty heroes
Are prostrated at once and
Converted into bloody forcemeat medley.
Cadaveric worms have made their work
Now again infernal machines
Of death slowly are creeping on
Mountains of the bones yellowed with age.
Clouds of dust and white ashes are
Rising up into air of battle,
That filled only with bones crunch
Breaking under panzer divisions weight.
Roar of assault weapon is combining
With groans and screams - these are
Enemies and traitors, who appeal
To mercy in the last seconds of their lifes.
Flag with inverse pentagram
Is streaming in wind above the killing ground.
Heretics are dead, dissents are suppressed,
Only submission and total domination.
Worship horned lord and his reign!
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5. |
Of Valour And Sword
07:59
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6. |
Bloodshed Must Goes On!
07:08
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Last seconds come to end...
Shout is escaped out from the lungs filled by blood, cut rumble of death in this technogenic hell.
Reminiscences like horde of cycled dreams is flying before your eyes, desolved into infinity.
Resentment, rage, humility – wave of discrepant senses is spreading poison in your mind!
Torn in deathbed cramps, you’re swollowed air to the mouth, scorched cold inflamed interior.
Submersion in feebleness bringed down on your head, smashed hope of salvation by hammer of destiny.
Why this fate has chosen you, this reflection scratched with claws inside!
Faster than light, drops of your strength in moment flow away like send through your fingers.
Slaves of alien will submissively go on meeting bullets and bayonets, devoting useless lives for their whims.
Bloodshed must goes on!
In blossomed out buds of explosions is heard madness
Rhythm of this fight, that forces to writhe in convulsions dead.
Stroke of falling bodies merges with a crunch of shattered skulls.
Unrestrained hurried pain reaps the harvest of your cries.
Smell of approaching final splashed resignation to the face.
Directed barrels, talk on the language of decay.
Black shroud compressed you in cold embraces, now fortune be covered it will get to another slave.
Blood freezed by horror, wild scream is choking in the roar. Death time has come to interfere in course of fodder’s life,
That will be erased from existence of this cruel world and glanced in the eyes of hated fate!
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7. |
In Twilight Of The Gods
05:53
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Horns call by the inevitable end, chaos has come, the morals are defamed,
And vital bones are broken off in storm of the endless disgrace...
To recede or delay - what to betray, it is all say now - time has come to battle
Back to back for a new dawn and new beginning of the earth circle!
In bloody vortex the forces of mighty heroes were converged under banner of the gods.
On wings of death their blades have risen up. And brave hearts beat with drums of war.
Last ray of light has illuminated the battlefield, where sun has dissapeared in wolfish throat.
Victorious calls and fearless howling of the beasts has blended gloom in twilights of the gods.
Valor, fidelity, honor will die now and become the victims to revive in future with new great order...
Horns call by the inevitable end, chaos has come, the morals are defamed.
Time has come to battle back to back for beginning of the earth circle...
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8. |
Heroic Saga
04:56
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Astarium Novosibirsk, Russia
Black metal project Astarium is formed in the summer of 2005 in Novosibirsk. In the capacity of the unique member acts SiN (all guitars, programming drums, keyboards and vocals). From the beginning of creative way project has started to play in symphonic tendency and orientated exclusively on studio activity. ... more
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