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Quench The Flames Of Life

by Nocrul

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ENSLAVED DAEMON OF CHAOS (Daemonhost) Scream for me, Master! Scream for me, Master! An unholy creation of foul and dangerous rituals In which a powerful daemon of Chaos is bound into A mortal host body And enslaved to its creator's will Scream for me, Master! Scream for me, Master! An utterly foul act, the creation of a Daemonhost Condemns the soul of the body of host To eternal torment and provides a lasting home For a daemon to work its malignant evil Daemons do not rest easily under The will of any mortal The more powerful the Daemonhost created The weaker the bindings of the daemon Scream for me, Master! Scream for me, Master! Insane dabblers in proscribed knowledge And the most powerful of Chaos Cults Have also been known to create Daemonhosts To serve them in their designs Daemons do not rest easily under The will of any mortal The more powerful the Daemonhost created The weaker the bindings of the daemon Daemons do not rest easily under The will of any mortal The more powerful the Daemonhost created The weaker the bindings of the daemon
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TORTUROUS LIVING DEATH (Helbrute) A twisted mockery A firepower of a tank With the mind of A frenzied psychopath A torturous living death Punishment from the Ruinous Powers A miserable half-life Locked in a cybernetic womb A hurricane of anger A tornado of madness Imprisoned in a body Of flesh-cursed steel Between battles The pilot is disconnected Lying inert and seething In the darkness A twisted mockery A firepower of a tank With the mind of A frenzied psychopath A torturous living death Punishment from the Ruinous Powers A miserable half-life Locked in a cybernetic womb A hurricane of anger A tornado of madness Imprisoned in a body Of flesh-cursed steel Between battles The pilot is disconnected Lying inert and seething In the darkness A creeping insanity Mingled with desperation and fury Eats away at them over the long Passage of the millennia A lunatic beast of flesh and metal Itent upon venting its rage On everything in its path Friend and foe alike
3.
THE WORM THAT WALKS HAS COME FOR US ALL (Slaught) Maggot Men Dream Eaters Carrion Masters The worm that walks has come for us all Terrible and monstrous beings Steeped in evil Only the most depraved Have dealings with them The manifest horrors of this species Are compounded by alien intelligence Ability to exploit human corruption And terror to meet their own needs Mercifully few in number Not given to open warfare They favour stealth and secrecy But they are powerful opponents From the depths of the void Their tenebrous ships slip unseen Into Imperial space to work Their evil, infiltrating outposts To glut their hunger Or trading artefacts For slave stock to fill Their grisly larders From the depths of the void Their tenebrous ships slip unseen Into Imperial space to work Their evil, infiltrating outposts The worm that walks has come for us all
4.
WAR IS MY MASTER DEATH MY MISTRESS (Reaper) Let not the fear of death Stay your hand nor defeat your courage The one who will prevail Is the one who conquers death Who becomes one with death as I have War is my master, death my mistress Where I stand, none will pass I give no mercy, you will die Perfected the art of obliterating As many foes as possible Seeks to eradicate its foes From all planes of existence Let not the fear of death Stay your hand nor defeat your courage The one who will prevail Is the one who conquers death Who becomes one with death as I have War is my master, death my mistress Where I stand, none will pass I give no mercy, you will die I am the most sinister and lethal Of all the Aspect Warriors My dark armour is adorned With symbols of death and destruction I am the most sinister and lethal Of all the Aspect Warriors My dark armour is adorned With symbols of death and destruction
5.
QUENCH THE FLAMES OF LIFE (Destroyers) They are weapons, nothing more Reborned to a madness deeper than any other Soulless machines who leave behind nothing Not life, nor art, nor glory Deranged agents of annihilation With one goal: to quench the flames of life Make no distinction between the innocent and the damned All life is their enemy, and all living creatures are their prey Destroyers Single-minded killing machines Dedicated to destruction Only dust would remain I am a soulless machine Yet even I feel pity for their victims Destroyers They reap a heavy toll on the enemy The speed and ferocity of their attacks Undiminished by their antiquity The insane Destroyers are shunned And feared even by their fellow Necrons So long as a Destroyer knows that there are Other forms of life in their vicinity It will direct its baleful attention Upon their destruction I acknowledge no master Save for the almighty spectre of death In its name, I will reap all signs of life from this galaxy Leaving nothing but a barren monument to timeless inevitability
6.
THE DARK CITY (Commorragh) Unceasing hunger at their core Drives them to such heights of cruelty They will slowly wither away Leaving naught but a soulless husk Anarchy and terrorism Are a well-established way of life Wandering shadows that tear apart the unwary Bathed in the crimson half-light of the black suns Dying stars taken from realspace To provide Commorragh power and light Steeped in torture and murder They must do so to feed one upon another We are the lords of despair Masters of terror Dread and agony are our meat and wine And they are plentiful indeed
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STORMS OF JUDGEMENT (Gorefeaster) Entire daemon-hunting squads responded Three massive warp storms suddenly lashed The planets were plunged into anarchy Millions were driven into insanity The Daemon beast of Khorne Gorefeaster, came to destroy Creature of the Dark Gods Corrupted for the Blood God Possessed by ravenous daemons Tormented by its hideous form Possessed by bloody desires Seeking only to kill Beast of muscle Sinew, fangs and claws Tearing and goring a bloody path Across the battlefield Piles of corpses of the Grey Knights Who armoured in faith, armed with purpose They carry the light of the Emperor Yet they found death by demonic force I am the storm! I am the the fury! Being first to spill the foe's blood There is no greater glory! Piles of corpses of the Grey Knights Who armoured in faith, armed with purpose They carry the light of the Emperor Yet they found death by demonic force I am the storm! I am the the fury! Being first to spill the foe's blood There is no greater glory!
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WE ARE DEAD ALREADY (Doom Eagles) Only in accepting our own mortality Can we make a difference Only in bearing the burden of our failures Can we find the strength to go on Only in detachment from glory Or honour, or jealousy From life itself can we hope To spare others from grief All of creation suffers And we are already dead Hope is but the first step On the road to disappointment You can fight for hope if you wish I will fight to bring honour to the dead Only in bearing the burden of our failures Can we find the strength to go on From life itself can we hope To spare others from grief All of creation suffers And we are already dead Death comes in many forms We all have fallen

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At this time our musical focus was on aggression and intensivity. We spiced the eerie black metal riffs with the vehemence of death metal, but kept our trademarked glorious and menacing melodies.

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released March 26, 2022

Khrul - music & production
Noctis - vocal

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Nocrul Hungary

Nocrul takes role since 2012 as a chronicler of the Dark Gods and the Realm of Chaos, on the language of black metal, using the whole scale of the genre. Lyrics are based on the sci-fi world of Warhammer 40K.

Khrul - music & production
Noctis - vocals
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