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Men Of The Maelstrom
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A sound was heard, a mumur, a tremble... slowly gaining momentum like a ruthless avalanche, the world shook with terror, enemies fled, allies bowed, as all over the lands nothing was heard... but the sound of CERBERUS
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Ascetic / Fatal Wisdom / Stijn B
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April 14, 2005
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I’m the conquistador from distant shores piss on all insipid pawns who listen to the written laws en-scripted by the Christian god, beg for forgiveness as you bitches hit the floor or ill stab your fuckin abdomen and twist my ninja sword, I live in a land that to mortals is invisible, a lord of all that’s mystical I walk through walls in spirit form, known around the globe as the oracle of Pythia, I’m the only man capable to tame the bane of Isildur, made elixirs from the sacred blood of saint Cristobal, my face is similar to the brazen mugs of ancient Visigoths, envisage all you know shatter and fall, enter the plaza de toros with the devil’s matador, I laugh at yall, strap your ass to a catapult, snap the elastic and watch you crash through a castle’s wall, behind my barren doors black masses are performed, sacrifice throughout the night and collapse at the crack of dawn Chorus we’re the men of maelstrom with venomous jade horns to make ya death excruciating when we impale yall, we armed for Armageddon as we descend from the pale horse, practicing voodoo with nails torn off Isaiah’s corpse we flow sicker than the akheron, i saught the gods, who taught the laws of amen ra that disrupt my paradox yo I shit on you pawns, I picks out your flaws fatal rips out ya jaws if you think i fell off ..I'm intricate and each verse i spit's legitmate i'll rip ya regiment in half for thinkin about steppin, kid lets settle this, my birth was set inside of genesis while your birth is not worth one person remembering ..my brains measurements: Circumfrenced like sun disks upon a throne of your bones is where my fuckin son sits ..the god of fire, the air i crash through and when the light hits, is when i form a statue ..the darkest linguist, an archetect that brings forth a scourge of warrior horsemen that weild swords ..you muthafuckas will find out i'm the nicest when your captus ut 10 tempus of abyssus Chorus its Cerberus muthafucka! and we back with a vengeance, you just unlocked Pandora’s box and now the magic’s descending upon the vast land of men who’s malice and neglect triggered the omnipotent wrath of the dead yo In each verse I write light misses pages reflecting the sun to have the moon take its place and the boon is of scared, i'm losing my patience you cant 'hang' til theres a noose in the equation we surface on earth and assume human form ride in to battle on a black unicorn, from a tomb I was born to resume all my wars as the prince of the spirits, Anubis’ spawn you pawns will face a pitfall of spikes and daggers wisely devised contraptions thatre fucking calibrated to take off human flesh,I sew what is left so that my skeletal bride can have a proper dress
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