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Disinter
« Welcome to Oblivion »
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1 | The Sleeper Awakens
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| 2 | Welcome To Oblivion
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| 3 | Followed From Death
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| 4 | That Which Is Owned
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| 5 | Descenants Of Darkness
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| 6 | Holy Parasites
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| 7 | The Battle Rages On
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| 8 | Twisted Soul
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| 9 | Field Of Screams
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| 10 | Earthern Interment: Torn From The Grave |
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Preston, Mike, Bats, Zion, Tom |
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Recorded @ Studio One, Racine, WI
August 1999
Engineered & Mixed by Chris D. Wisco and DISINTER
Produced by Mike Le Gros
Mastered by Jay Walsh @ Jem Studios
Graphic Design and Layout by Paul Kuhr III
Live Photos by Angel & Jo Greenburg |
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| The Sleeper Awakens
A star falls from heaven
Unto a bottomless pit
Cast out with water
From the flood
Mystery
The mother of harlots
Abominations of the earth
And the prince of evil
Were banished to the darkness
I have sent mine Angels
To testify to thee
That this thing shall be unl |
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To deceive the whole world
Guardian priests
From a forgotten sect
Your stubborn faith
Allows the deception
His power starts with a change
Within the earth and the sky
I can feel him all around us now
The sleeper awakens
Dream dark figure Asleep until know
Pray for death, the father of Satan
You will not be saved by the sign of the cross
You will not be saved by the god plutonium
You will not be saved by the Holy Ghost
In fact you will not be SAVED
NOT BE SAVED
Welcome To Oblivion
Eat of my body and drink of my blood
Open the door to dreams
Appetite sedated desire succumbed
Such is the sights to be seen
Explores of forbidden pleasures
Through the window of reality
Black miracles and dark wonders
Lives of unknown AGONY
Human dreams such fertile ground
For sewing the seeds of torment
Human Acquiescence so easily obtained
Through pain and suffering
Bow down before this graven image
Erasing the memories
A place at the right hand of evil
Hopeless, Dreamless
Exquisitely, Empty, Nightmarish and Surreal
Extreme pleasure, Excruciating pain
I am suffer, I am forever, I am the way
Leviathan, Lord of the labyrinth, God of flesh, Hunger and desire
Cursed by the end if time, the Gateway lies open
Eternity knows your Flesh, the suffering legendary
Exquisitely, Empty, Nightmarish and Surreal
Extreme pleasure, Excruciating pain
I am suffer, I am forever, I am the way
FOLLOWED FROM DEATH
I Claim That Which Is Owed
Ancient fire opal, translucent stone of the secret flame
Imprisoned within, Banished to the stone, Bejeweled in time
Condemned to dwell in the empty void between the worlds
Walking the line between heaven and hell
I live in your dreams of nightingales, exploding flesh and rusted nails
Light gave birth to the Angles
Earth gave birth to the death of man
Fire gave birth to desire
Burning inside, your wants are like murder
Blood stone, imprisoned within
Daemon of ancient mystery
Warlock of ancient lands
I, I will claim that which is owed.
Imagination the limit
What would do have it come true
I'll bet you'll wager your flesh
You've made your last wish, now you must transgress
Imagination the limit
What would you do to have it come true
I claim that which is owed
Give it to me and bathe in my fiery seas
Driven by an ancient, endless malevolence
The fire said to me
I'll give you what your heart desires
And then set you free
TO DEATH
So that my flames may taste your flesh
Smash the stone and set him free
Wish master grants thee three
I claim that which is owed
Descendants Of Darkness
Seven keys, formed in a circle
Power of the cosmos focused into their hands
Fiendish army, from beyond the black
Descendants of darkness, aaatttaaaccckkk!
The stars themselves, begin to align
Degeneration, in the palm of your hand
Conjured demons, slaughter Earth's inhabitants
Humanity, won't see the morning light
The clouds surround the moon and devour
In search of an antiquity in the shape of a key
The evil watches over you and waits
A formless void with darkness covered face
Collecting of the seven ancient keys
Scattered across time and endless space
The last key is hidden here on Earth
Protected by the chosen one
Collector chases the protector
Until the end of time.. time.. time.. time ..
Sacred blood of the crucified
Passed from one to the next
The clouds surround the moon and devour
In search of an antiquity in the shape of a key
The evil watches over you and waits
A formless void with darkness covered face
Collecting of the seven ancient keys
Scattered across time and endless space
The last key is hidden here on Earth
Protected by the chosen one
Collector chases the protector
Until the end of time.. time.. time.. time ..
Holy Parasites
Shredded torment, holy I'll repent
Unfaithful servants, spreading decadence
All who suffer the pain of time
All who fought are dead of dying
You won't be in life or death
Eternity awaits, gasp for last breath
Breeding hatred, educated violence
Slaughtering babies, revival of Hades
Omenizing antichrist, bearing a false crown
Fore told Armageddon shall bring us all down
Holy parasites try to silence the child of night
So if you believe, we are the children of disease
The Battle Rages On
The art of war, military tactics
Heavy cavalry, Archers, Infantry
The battle rages on
Crush your enemies, See them driven before you
Trample on the dead, In defiance of tyrany
The battle rages on
Strong in its mountain, under everlasting sky
The truth of the soul, the enigma of steel
Kept by powerful gods, and spirit of kings
Crush your enemies
In the darkness of chaos
Twisted Soul
Death himself comes walking through the street
Flesh enslaved, walking dead alive
Collects our souls with voodoo magick black
Invades our dreams, no one hears the screams
Possessed, each night I await his arrival
Possession comes, through my skin he takes my soul
With the night, eternally I walk
Dead not yet, I'm lost without a soul
Dreams, each night he appears
Screams are what he needs to hear
Possessed, each night I await their arrival
Possession comes, through my skin he takes my
Twisted, Tortured soul
Twisted, Tortured soul
The battle is fought within my mind
Possession now my body dies, tortured soul
Twisted, Tortured soul
Buried but my mind still alive
My soul, evil spirits now controls
Remember that whatever happens
Death is not the end for your
TWISTED, TORTURED!
Field Of Screams
This is my destiny, This is my life
To fight in this eternal war to destroy the light
The fire of battle courses through my veins
Saddled upon warhorse ride, Never pull back the reins
Hacking through flesh with exquisite delight
By my sword they feel, the power of the night
I am destined to be victorious on this field of screams
The blood is on me thick the smell is sweet but foul
Taste of death upon my lips I gear the darkness howl
My blade cuts through the air, I swing with all my might
Another severed head ALL HAIL for the legion we shall fight
Blazing a trail of limbs and gore
Taking life and wanting more
Ahh the scavengers feed on carrion fields
As the dying bleed
On this battlefield, the face of death is real
Carved into my brain, a warriors true pain
Darkened towers rise, gloom against night sky
Superior battlement, slaughter is divine
Spires risen choking out the light, ancient stone
Darker than night
Portraits drawn from pastelles of blood
Filth of death forever preserved
Darkened towers rise, gloom against night sky
Superior battlement, slaughter is divine
Underneath the weight of steel
Flesh is pink and thin
Heat of battle boils in me
Rage is hot within
The grass is stained with blood
And trampled down
Weight of death upon the earth
The fallen make no sound
Hacking through flesh with exquisite delight
By my sword they feel, the power of night
I am destined to be victorious on this field of screams.
Torn From The Grave
You are dead now
Torn from the grave
We're opening for you
Searching for death
Searching for death
To dig up your corpse
Infesting the dead
Death metal disease
Zombies reborn
Now roam the land
Leaving behind
Their uncovered graves
The army of darkness, it's legions are strong
We're growing in numbers, hear us growl in the night
SACRILEGE
SODOMY
NECRO THRILL
CARNAGE
BUTCHERY
HATRED
TORN FROM THE GRAVE
Destroying the living
Enslaving the dead
Slaughter the soul
The blood's running red
The army of darkness, it's legions are strong
We're growing in numbers, hear us growl in the night
SACRILEGE
SODOMY
NECRO THRILL
CARNAGE
BUTCHERY
HATRED
TORN FROM THE GRAVE