The Lurker Songtext
Empire Empire!
Perish for the destruction
Empire Empire!
Martyr for the control
"Religion is a falsehood
Know the ways of old
Polizia forever withhold!
The lurker is in all
Seek not to be for all
Seek the ways of old"
"Delve
Sip of the eternal fear
Control
Shake, for they are near
The void will not sicken you
Only they will sicken you
Rot in the degenerates of your brain
The mass thought will not survive
It kills the pure thought
It is religion in disguise
Fear the regime, fear the death throes"
Empire Empire!
Perish for the destruction
Empire Empire!
Martyr for the control
"I am disgust, and I am blasphemy
For I am the vile one, and I am decrepitude
But harken to me for the days of ill control are nigh
Apocalypse of heavens
Apocalypse of worlds
They do not fear death, but they shall know it
It is upon them
Rise with me, for the bleak and the sorrowful shall now prevail.
Hail destroy!
Hail destroy!
Hail destroy!"
"And the march of shadows begins
The deviled one leads
And the broken of the one brain mass together
No longer the harnessed thoughts
No longer the god of heaven
A march to the tides of space"
The polizia await
And no more shall the unaltered brain give the living dead unto their troops
No more shall the one brain give thoughts of hope in the netherworlds
Only now do the masses go forth as singularity amidst fools and tyrant gods
And the rally of crying hell unleashes
Auriga crashing
Auriga crying
Auriga writhing
Auriga deformed and diseased
The ritual cleansing begins
Empire Empire!
Perish for the destruction
Empire Empire!
Martyr for the control
No more the battle cry of the unaltered
The lurker, anti-martyr, the saint of unlight, leaveth the palace of gods...
Give the people what they want
There is no morality in the death of a universe
There is no hate in the calm of divinity
And there were no thoughts in palace of gods
Now the universe is riven of its shanks
The binds of god and the the tethers of holiness
Grind the unshriven polizia to bits with the madness of black suns.
Power of demons drive the unitech corp to its unnamed graven rest.
The march of shadows redeem
The thoughts of the unithought machine
The lurker prevail
The lurker prevail
And always
Destroy to hail!
Perish for the destruction
Empire Empire!
Martyr for the control
"Religion is a falsehood
Know the ways of old
Polizia forever withhold!
The lurker is in all
Seek not to be for all
Seek the ways of old"
"Delve
Sip of the eternal fear
Control
Shake, for they are near
The void will not sicken you
Only they will sicken you
Rot in the degenerates of your brain
The mass thought will not survive
It kills the pure thought
It is religion in disguise
Fear the regime, fear the death throes"
Empire Empire!
Perish for the destruction
Empire Empire!
Martyr for the control
"I am disgust, and I am blasphemy
For I am the vile one, and I am decrepitude
But harken to me for the days of ill control are nigh
Apocalypse of heavens
Apocalypse of worlds
They do not fear death, but they shall know it
It is upon them
Rise with me, for the bleak and the sorrowful shall now prevail.
Hail destroy!
Hail destroy!
Hail destroy!"
"And the march of shadows begins
The deviled one leads
And the broken of the one brain mass together
No longer the harnessed thoughts
No longer the god of heaven
A march to the tides of space"
The polizia await
And no more shall the unaltered brain give the living dead unto their troops
No more shall the one brain give thoughts of hope in the netherworlds
Only now do the masses go forth as singularity amidst fools and tyrant gods
And the rally of crying hell unleashes
Auriga crashing
Auriga crying
Auriga writhing
Auriga deformed and diseased
The ritual cleansing begins
Empire Empire!
Perish for the destruction
Empire Empire!
Martyr for the control
No more the battle cry of the unaltered
The lurker, anti-martyr, the saint of unlight, leaveth the palace of gods...
Give the people what they want
There is no morality in the death of a universe
There is no hate in the calm of divinity
And there were no thoughts in palace of gods
Now the universe is riven of its shanks
The binds of god and the the tethers of holiness
Grind the unshriven polizia to bits with the madness of black suns.
Power of demons drive the unitech corp to its unnamed graven rest.
The march of shadows redeem
The thoughts of the unithought machine
The lurker prevail
The lurker prevail
And always
Destroy to hail!
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