Satanic Warmaster
Exultation of Cruelty

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• 1. A Black Circle of Death (06:24)
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  Invoke the eternal wrath of darkness
  And raise the hateful banner of death
  To crush the herd of the weak
  Under the weight of hell’s fist
  
  As weeping turns into cries of torment
  Blood stains the cerecloth
  To dive into endless sleep of infernal dreams
  With a poisoned dagger’s kiss
  
  With the bloody remnants of human life
  Torn into pieces in the fire of strife
  A circle is drawn in consecration
  Of death, total war and pure darkness
  
  A forest of crucifixions
  Where the wind of mourning whispers
  And a mound of pale corpses
  Emits a putrid reek of impurity
  
  As the night awakens
  We feast on entrails with lustrous eyes
  Praise war and torture
  And enter the black circle of death...
• 2. Harken the Bells of Damnation (07:27)
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  Ancient winds blow in the glory of rising tyranny
  Majestic woods whisper the arrival of the unholy one
  This will be the age of impalements and bloodshed
  A praise of draconian rule and inhumanity
  
  Fortress gates are broken open wide
  With a thunderous roar
  Of a violent flow of a river of blood
  The cries of battle echo in the candlelit halls
  When the bells of damnation chime
  
  The conquered and trampled corpses
  Hang on the citadel walls as effigies of cruelty
  Drink the crimson offering of the dying victims
  In the time of war and sacrifice
  
  Worship the elegance of cruelty... Harken the bells of damnation
• 3. As Blood Snarls a Macabre Silhouette (07:30)
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  Drowned in thoughts of carnage
  I seek the path through the dark
  Into the sacrificial circle of death
  Where the law of heaven is silenced
  
  Violent bleeding of lacerated flesh
  Like from the nails in the hands christ
  A knife mutilates the innocent
  The cries of the fallen haunt the dusk
  
  Trumpeted by cries of pain and misery
  The silent arrival of majesty death
  The beauty of an unholy desire
  In the mosaic of bones and blood
  
  In blasphemous possession
  Burning with the lust of the goat
  Thundering with the dragon’s wrath
  My eyes opened to the sight of blood...
• 4. I Inhale the Cruelty of Winter's Breath (06:45)
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  Invoke the eternal wrath of darkness
  And raise the hateful banner of death
  To crush the herd of the weak
  Under the weight of hell’s fist
  
  As weeping turns into cries of torment
  Blood stains the cerecloth
  To dive into endless sleep of infernal dreams
  With a poisoned dagger’s kiss
  
  With the bloody remnants of human life
  Torn into pieces in the fire of strife
  A circle is drawn in consecration
  Of death, total war and pure darkness
  
  A forest of crucifixions
  Where the wind of mourning whispers
  And a mound of pale corpses
  Emits a putrid reek of impurity
  
  As the night awakens
  We feast on entrails with lustrous eyes
  Praise war and torture
  And enter the black circle of death...
  
  “Harken the Bells of Damnation”
  
  Ancient winds blow in the glory of rising tyranny
  Majestic woods whisper the arrival of the unholy one
  This will be the age of impalements and bloodshed
  A praise of draconian rule and inhumanity
  
  Fortress gates are broken open wide
  With a thunderous roar
  Of a violent flow of a river of blood
  The cries of battle echo in the candlelit halls
  When the bells of damnation chime
  
  The conquered and trampled corpses
  Hang on the citadel walls as effigies of cruelty
  Drink the crimson offering of the dying victims
  In the time of war and sacrifice
  
  Worship the elegance of cruelty... Harken the bells of damnation
  
  “As Blood Snarls a Macabre Silhouette”
  
  Drowned in thoughts of carnage
  I seek the path through the dark
  Into the sacrificial circle of death
  Where the law of heaven is silenced
  
  Violent bleeding of lacerated flesh
  Like from the nails in the hands christ
  A knife mutilates the innocent
  The cries of the fallen haunt the dusk
  
  Trumpeted by cries of pain and misery
  The silent arrival of majesty death
  The beauty of an unholy desire
  In the mosaic of bones and blood
  
  In blasphemous possession
  Burning with the lust of the goat
  Thundering with the dragon’s wrath
  My eyes opened to the sight of blood...
  
  “I Inhale the Cruelty of Winter’s Breath”
  
  I stand alone in frozen silence
  Beneath the shroud of winter’s blight
  Awaiting the arrival of the glacial winds
  The dismal breath of torment
  
  In my heart as cold as the northwind
  No thoughts of benevolence remain
  As the trail leads further into darkness
  The arctic empire devoid of life
  
  Under the northern sky in moonlight
  I kneel in the falling snow
  After my lungs cough out graupel
  I inhale the cruelty of winter’s breath
  
  Under the cloak of the final winter
  At the foretold hour of nightfall
  I burrow into my tomb of ice
  To await eternity...
• 5. Lord of Blood and Darkness (Der Drachenprinz) (instrumental) (03:40)
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• 6. Exhale the Vapor of Starlit Tombs (09:08)
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  In the light of an infinity of stars
  I wander through the ruins of a forgotten kingdom
  Betrayed by existence and forsaken by reality
  Bound by the chains of my eminence
  
  As memories awaken in a mirror’s reflection
  The thorns of the past pierce my heart
  A triumphant path of contempt and sin
  For the glory of my dominion
  
  At the inexorable throne of my crimes
  They shall crawl and weep
  And each tear becomes a tragic orb
  Glittering on the tapestry of the nightsky
  
  Spheres that I deformed in my own image
  Consume and stir the violent spite
  And as the sun sinks into the twilight
  I exhale the vapor of starlit tombs...
• 7. Behold the Infernal Kingdom of Hell (05:00)
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  Behold the kingdom of the infernal fire
  The land of the cruel majesty of war
  See the barren landscape of despair
  Where clouds of thunder roll over the ruins
  
  In the mayhem of endless carnage’s nights
  The black victory of death
  As the kingdom of eternal sorrow
  Slept on the arms of forever
  
  The fallen archangel
  Possessor of the command of the heavenly host
  Call him the Devil or Satan
  His children are sin and death
  
  A black tower rises afar
  In the ruins of that which once was life
  I gaze into the eternity of darkness
  And in the distance, I see the flames of Hell
  
  And as I walked among the fires of hell
  Delighted with the enjoyments of genius
  Which to angels look like torment and insanity...
  
  (Parts adopted from "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell" by William Blake, 1790)
• 8. A Dead Rose for a Dying World (09:21)
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  Beneath an ashen sky... in the pouring rain
  I stand and gloat upon a dying creation
  As one by one the embers of life die out
  And drift into an endless eclipse
  
  Come, Armageddon’s winds of butchery
  Let me taste the last drop of blood
  Sink the sword into the core of the earth
  And transfix the heart... cut open the veins
  
  As a dead rose has fallen into a torrent of blood
  That pours into the cavernous tomb
  Of a world lost in the depths of the night…
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