Olav "Ravn" Bergene: Vocals
Idar "Archaon" Burheim: Guitar (Funeral (Nor), Antaios)
André "Tjalve" Kvebek: Guitar (Pantheon I, Sarkom)
Tor Risdal "Seidemann" Stavenes: Bass (Koldbrann, Nidingr, Pantheon I, Den Saakaldte, Slavia, Vidsyn, Tyrann, Dead Trooper)
Kjetil Vidar "Frost" Haraldstad: Drums (Zyklon-B (Nor), Keep of Kalessin, Gorgoroth, Gehenna (Nor), Satyricon, Ov Hell)
Keys and additional FX on Hellfire-Intro by Jonna Fyr Minion
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1. I Am Abomination 04:09
2. Nathicana 04:38
3. Sculptor of Flesh 03:17
4. Celestial Deconstruction 07:44
5. To Rottendom 05:51
6. From the Deeps 06:25
7. Slaves to Slaughter 06:11
8. Hellfire 13:49
Total 52:04
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1. I Am Abomination
Hellfire!
I have always been here
In all forms in all perversions
I will always be here
In all ways in all times
A question in hiding
A solution in disguise
I know no bounds
Like a locust storm I rise
Leprous hell-world
My world
Night world
Blood coated
World despoiler
The master of a devils march
I have crossed infernal wasted lands
To plant my flag amongst yer' bones
Rising like a broken bone
Through a sea of flesh
This world is given
Blood coated
World despoiler
The master of a devils march
Rising like a broken bone
Through a sea of flesh
This world is given
I have got paths yet to trade
I am abomination
Blood coated
World despoiler
The master of a devils march
Rising like a broken bone
Through a sea of flesh
This world is given
There is a rot whiting us
The flames lick through your veins
The abhorrent mark descending
Abomination crawling near
The absolute inhuman
I bear the abhorrent mark
My touch like hell's fire
I am abomination
I am abomination!
2. Nathicana
Goodbye o creature of folly
The sun still sheds light
On your towers
Of steel and glass
And they will bear silent witness
To the futility of your achievements
And the beasts will roam your streets
Feasting on your cooling flesh
Never again will your like be seen
Such arrogance and folly
The worm has conquered
And you return to dust
Millennia of evolution
Science and religion
Toil and suffering
Still you never learn
Now it is over
And how futile it all was
The dreams on mankind
Rotting away
And thus we all fade
Weep not for your destiny
No-one will be left to mourn
3000 AD
3. Sculptor Of Flesh
Do you hear them calling from beyond?
As a foulness ye shall know them
As a foulness thou knowest thyself
Freed from the shackles of morality
And long long gone is the need for science
Through the wakening of the beast within
Oh did you not rejoice?
When you felt the power... the power in your mind
No longer confined to nocturnal solitude
Walk among the herd
Mold them as you wish
In images of unearthly bizarrerie
Do you hear them calling from beyond?
Sculptor of flesh
Architect of abomination
Mold the living flesh like clay
Sculptor of flesh
Warp the world
To your linking
And then the sun will set
And no new day will rise on humanity
Will you grieve for them?
Will the lack of their bleating cacophony
Strike a note within?
Rejoice, destroyer, anti-christ
For your deed was long overdue
4. Celestial Deconstruction
In the end, a new era beckons
Settling the foundation of an infernal dimension of wrath
A revelation strikes with new awareness upon the masses
Veil of darkness unravel, a horrific sphere unfolds
An altering of the senses - to discover
What is behind light, beyond celestial slavery
Entangles the mind in dark waves, fiery & monotonous
Deep is the well of dark mystery
The enlightenment of madness presents itself
On the soil above a lower world
In everlasting ebony shades of the damned
Choirs of madness chant in agony, as blood
Flows furiously (through my veins)
Blurred visions - through a smoke-filled sky
With fists clenched, I gaze on through the ugly
The only right path
The surge of deconstruction casts light aside
The summoning at last
Deceiver - pioneer of this insight
Consume what is of joy
Consume what is of joy!
And endless rage until we dance on the hypocrites' grave
Step on the crucifix
Ans speak the tongue of blasphemy
The shivery
Crawling, freezing through the innards & up the spine
The separating of this shell of flesh
& a dark spirituality
Do I believe?
It believes in me
5. To Rottendom
Inescapable hell
Vomited from an impure soil
Riven with death
Like flies on rotten flesh
Hatred is carved onto this earth
On the bones of the dead
The fire of glory has long since faded
To rottendom
Onto rottendom
To rottendom
Onto rottendom
Into a pit of nothingness
Your soul laid bare
You all shall be none
Crawl back to your nest
Salt this earth with your dying sons
Feverish dreams of a world down in flames
Marching to the downstrokes
Of hells titan pistons
Exquisite execution
In a burning grip
The rotted life - blood drains away
Onto rottendom
Standing in mute judgement
Foul souls in bounds of iron
Harkening to the death watch
Hell is your cross to bear
Hell is your cross to bear!
To rottendom
Onto rottendom
6. From The Deeps
Ia! Ia!
The stars are rights!
For aenos they have slumbered
Dead but dreaming
Waiting beneath the waves
Awaken!
Daemon-gods of primeval times
Coming round full circle
Stirring in the deep
Rise! Rise! Rise!
Boiling wasters part
Cyclopean cities emerge
From the deeps
And then...
Insanity and fear
Overwhelm the humans
Outnumbered and inferior
Kraken, Leviathan, Cthulhu
So many names given
To the fear from the deeps...
Awaken! Kraken
Awaken! Leviathan
Awaken! Cthulhu
Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise!
From the deeps...
Ia! Ia!
7. Slaves To Slaughter
Slaves to the slaughter
Marching on to your death
Like a cannonery of beast angels
On the bones of a million dead
Through the womb of night
Into nuclear fire storms
Neuro-active limbic death
Vengance be fulfilled
Primus tyrant
Nuclear retributionist
War-smith despoiler
Wickedness for the wickeds sake
Ever forward
Sworm in a code... a code of blood
Rend them asunder
Drinking deep of victory... of victory!
Torn into bloody ruins
I want your hands on a plate
Slaves to the slaughter
It is carnifies in the flesh
A steel-clad mass of evil
Heretic dogs & nuclear hearts
Through curtains of atomic death
I can smell your fear
Crested in fields of fire
Screaming blindly into hell
Primus tyrant
Nuclear retributionist
War-smith despoiler
Wickedness for the wickeds sake
Ever forward
Sworm in a code of blood
Rend them asunder
Drinking deep of victory
Torn into bloody ruins
I want your hands on a plate
8. Hellfire
My icon is the pentagram
The warmth from me
Are pleasures of the flesh
I fill you with ecstasy
My nature is that of excess
Let me out of the circle
And I will burn you
I will burn you!
My icon is the cross of Peter
I turn the aeons
I destroy dead dogmas
And create the paradigms
Of the new order
Of the new order!
Of the new order!
I sparkle with vitality and force
Why,
Fools of fear
Do you want me to burn inside the dead?
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