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Out now! Teufelsdom "Смерть, Проникающая В Мир Духа"

Out now! Teufelsdom "Смерть, Проникающая В Мир Духа"





Thanks to Khamul for translating the songs into English. Unlike the first edition, the booklet contains the lyrics of all the songs translated into English (originally in Russian).


1. HELL MURAL-APOCALYPSE LOGOGRAMS

2. AT THE CROSSROADS OF THE PERISHED

Temple, smudged by odour of death
Blazes of Lightnings lash malevolent mind
Rot-smeared altars, nauseous icons
Carried by shadows:  frenzied and dancing

Razor's steel never betrays
Cuts deaf like a savage storm
Through channels of  rotting scards                         
Mess arouses you 

Thin strings of blood ringing in the night
Damaged done-is the beginning of the end
Bruises-icons, grin of dead ones image
Mutilated flesh reveals itself

Mortify
Temple of  maimed flesh 

At the crossroads of the perished 
Abyssal grave is oozing with pus            
Shrine of burning bones 
Visions of another world 

3. DEADLY HOWLING OF SEPULCRAL LEGION
 
Coffin full of flames
pungent venom of anti-creation

Screams... Scent of sulphur and rotting flesh
Piercing gaze of empty sockets
Licks of flame engulf shattered bones
Cascade of torments, no use to plead

Out of time Hell's Flame is burning you
Captured in graveyard's   embrace 
Taken by Darkness in a  rotten coffin
Wraith, specter -resurrected by Him

Storming abyss is shining with fire
The curse is eternal over Lord's world
So rise to rip the Heavens!
Tear the creation and spirituality

Alarm toll is the bell of death
Harbginer of flames, rustling of wings
Firewinged whirlwinds, breath of Night
Deadly howling of sepulcral Legion

4. SCEPTRE OF DIABOLIC TYRANNY

Nothing ruins, Whirlwinds of Inferno, Netheworld will is strong
Stellar crypt shattered for satanic battering rams
We hail the end of blind Demiurge's tyranny
We lay curses upon his Name, drown in sands of time

Streams of rotten blood flood white halls of Heaven
Ice-cold Moon Circle is purple and the dead are chanting
Angel entrails... They saw their ignominious end
The path, leading to endless Darkness of universal grave

No new order to come
Naught awaits us
Annihilation of all Being
End of spiritual universe

5. PERDITION, ENTERING SPIRITUAL UNIVERSE