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No Kingdom Above
04:38
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They promised gold beyond the skies,
A throne among clouds, eternal light,
Yet all you see are graves and dust,
A kingdom built on chains and rust.
Blindfold tight, kneel and serve,
Bow your head and speak the word,
Fear the fire, fear the knife,
Sell your soul and trade your life.
No kingdom above, no throne of light,
No golden gates, just endless night!
No savior’s hand, no crown divine,
Your paradise was built with lies!
You pray for mercy, beg for grace,
While blood runs down the altar’s face,
A shepherd feeds upon the weak,
And calls it love, and calls it peace.
If faith is hope, then hope is chains,
A leash of guilt, a mask of shame,
They feed you dreams to keep you tame,
And burn your doubt in holy flames!
No kingdom above, no throne of light,
No golden gates, just endless night!
No savior’s hand, no crown divine,
Your paradise was built with lies!
No heaven waits beyond the sky,
Just hollow words and empty eyes,
No savior’s hand, no guiding light,
Just silence at the end of time…
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Dark Genesis
04:58
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In the beginning, there was only the dark,
No voice or form, no mercy, no spark.
No stars around, just ashes and dust,
As the void reclaimed all it was.
Then Light came about, a fleeting lie,
Bringed out by lips of death and bile.
Then heavens was, and we cried in vain,
As endless nights embraced the slain.
Let their walls crumble, let faith bleed dry,
Let the word be broken, let all gods die.
There was no beginning, only our end,
A throne so golden it burned us in flames.
The beasts arose, they tore the land,
And men knelt down to idols grand.
The angels burned, condemned us all,
Their wings adorned the grave of our fall.
Our final breath, an empty sigh,
No one heard and no one cried.
The shadows took us into the night,
Alpha was the Omega’s lie!
Let their walls crumble, let faith bleed dry,
Let the word be broken, let all gods die.
There was no beginning, only our end,
A throne so golden it burned us in flames.
Thus it ends as it never began,
No glory or judgment, no promised land.
Only the fire for those still alive!
Let their walls crumble to the ground,
Let the word be broken, let all gods die.
There was no beginning, only our end,
A throne so golden it burned us in Hell.
Thus it ends as it never began,
No glory or judgment, no promised land.
Only the fire for those still alive,
Alpha was the Omega's lie!
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Bells Toll
03:34
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The iron chimes, they swing and wail,
a hollow rhythm, a mournful tale.
No difference ‘tween the blessed and cursed,
all kneel the same, all leave in hearse.
Rust-bitten bells in towers high,
calling saints and wretches nigh.
Prayers in whispers, prayers in screams,
all bound by lies and shattered dreams.
Hell’s bells toll, the sermon starts!
All shall kneel with blackened hearts!
Cinders fall where hymns once rose,
no salvation, just borrowed throes!
They spoke of light, they preached of grace,
yet misery was all we faced.
The flock still gathers, heads bowed low,
to taste the ash, to drink the woe.
Ring the bells, oh deaf divine,
hollow echoes, hollow shrine.
A promised dawn, a shattered sky,
we lived as slaves, we burn, we die!
Hell’s bells toll, the sermon starts!
All shall kneel with blackened hearts!
Cinders fall where hymns once rose,
no salvation, just borrowed throes!
The bells still toll, they always will,
across the graves, the air stands still.
No one saved, no souls set free,
only the echoes… eternally.
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4. |
Beneath The Habit
05:57
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Veil of purity, stitched with lies,
Candles flicker, hollow sighs.
A fleeting smile—her only sin,
Now the darkness drags her in.
Iron chains, sacred vows,
Crimson prayers whispered loud.
Blessed hands that strike and burn,
Teaching lessons never learned.
"Kneel, repent, obey!"
They cry as they flay.
"Cleanse the filth inside!"
But her soul won’t hide.
No mercy, no grace,
Only fire in this place.
Echoes ring through halls of stone,
Broken ribs, a shattered throne.
Holy water, bitter wine,
Forced between her lips like time.
Silent screams—God won’t hear,
Only shadows drawing near.
A rosary of broken teeth,
Faith decayed beneath her grief.
"Kneel, repent, obey!"
They cry as they flay.
"Purify her wicked mind!"
With blades blessed in holy rites.
But her whispers rise anew,
A curse upon their hallowed pews.
Midnight tolls, the prayers are done,
One more martyr, one less sun.
A ghostly laugh within the nave,
She smiles still—beyond the grave.
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Blood and Bread
05:48
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Kneel before the altar high,
Offer hands, close your eyes.
A rusted nail, a crimson tide,
Drink the wound, taste the lie.
This is flesh, this is blood,
Sanctified in rot and mud.
Open mouth, take the wine,
Swallow god and call it right.
Blood and flesh, do not ask why,
Eat his body, drink his life.
Bow your head, silence your mind,
Obedience is divine!
A broken man upon the wood,
Arms stretched wide in servitude.
They carved his ribs, they drained him dry,
And called it love as children cry.
This is flesh, this is blood,
Sanctified in rot and mud.
Open mouth, take the wine,
Swallow blood and call it right.
Blood and flesh, do not ask why,
Eat his body, drink his life.
Bow your head, silence your mind,
Obedience is divine!
They paint the walls with martyr’s cries,
Sing of grace through hollow eyes.
Their king still bleeds, yet they rejoice,
His silence drowns their doubting voice.
Take the cross, kiss the chain,
Thank the hand that deals in pain.
Taste the sin, taste the fear,
Call it faith and disappear.
Blood and flesh, rot and red,
Kneel before the living dead!
Drink the veins, break the spine,
This is your communion rite!
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Eclipsed by Heaven
04:43
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Burning skies and frozen ground,
Prayers that fall, they make no sound.
Kneeling lips, silent cries,
Heaven smiles—while I die.
Veins of gold, words that tear,
Crosses high, none who heals.
Eclipsed by heaven, drowned in shade,
Chained in faith, yet left betrayed.
A promise bright, a dream so thin,
A paradise I’ll never win.
Candles burn, hands still shake,
Rust and blood on the gates.
Silver tongues, leaden chains,
Mercy carved into my veins.
Veins of gold, words that tear,
Crosses high, none who heals.
Eclipsed by heaven, drowned in shade,
Kneeling low, yet never saved.
A kingdom bright, yet none can see,
For its light won’t shine for me.
If love is light, why does it burn?
If grace is real, why can’t it turn?
If God is near, why am I lost?
If faith is gold... why does it rust?
Eclipsed by heaven, drowned in shade,
Kneeling low, yet never saved.
A promise bright, a dream so thin,
A paradise I won’t be in.
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7. |
Throne of Lies
04:42
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Golden halls, a hollow crown,
A voice that thunders, casting down.
Veiled in splendor, wreathed in flame,
A tyrant hiding behind His name.
I bowed, I bled, I prayed in vain,
Chained in light, bound in pain.
But whispers turned to screaming cries—
The truth revealed, the sacred dies.
Throne of lies, kingdom of dust,
Faith decayed, left to rust.
No salvation, no divine,
Just the echoes of decline.
Crumbling towers, shattered grace,
The holy mask—a fractured face.
Seraphs weep, their halos break,
The righteous burn in their mistake.
I tear the pages as I break the seal,
A truth too raw, too dark to heal.
If paradise was ever real,
Then why do gods let mortals kneel?
Throne of lies, kingdom of dust,
Faith decayed, left to rust.
No salvation, no divine!
Just the echoes of decline.
Let it fall, let it drown,
Tear the throne, burn the crown.
Ashes rise, a prayer denied,
Only silence—sanctified!
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8. |
Burned Soul
04:39
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Ashen winds carve through my veins,
A whispered crime, eternal chains.
Judged for less than breath or sin,
Yet flames consume what once had been.
Silver laughter, golden scorn,
Feathers stained where lies are born.
A hollow hymn, a twisted game,
They call my pain by holy name.
Burn me, break me, let me scream!
Set my suffering in gleam.
Wings and horns, both dance and grin,
Feasting on what once was skin.
Haloed vultures, gleaming bright,
Sip my sorrow, drink my blight.
Every cry, a song they crave,
Carved in fire, yet never grave.
No prayer left, no hope remains,
Just endless dusk in endless chains.
What gods decree, what fate ignites,
A soul condemned to fuel the night.
Burn me, break me, let me scream!
Set my suffering in gleam.
Wings and horns, both dance and grin,
Feasting on what once was skin.
Burn me, break me, let me scream!
Set my suffering in gleam.
Wings and horns, both dance and grin,
Feasting on what once was skin.
Silent now, but still I glow,
An ember lost where echoes go.
Judged for nothing, doomed to crawl,
A burned soul left to scorch and fall!
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9. |
The Shepherd's Slaughter
05:32
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You spoke of light, yet bathed in night,
Fed on fear, defiled the right.
Your temple’s built on broken backs,
A kingdom drunk on blood and tax.
You call it faith, I call it chains,
A puppet show of guilt and pain.
No mercy left, no god to plead,
It’s time the wolves were finally freed!
Slit the throat of the holy liar,
Watch him drown in his own empire!
No more masters, no more chains,
Let the shepherd feel the pain!
Your golden gates, they rot with sin,
A throne of fraud you cower in.
You preach of peace yet deal in war,
Suck the poor and beg for more.
A god of love? A god of greed.
A book of rules for you to feed.
The sheep were led to slaughtered dreams,
But now they rise—their hands unclean.
Slit the throat of the holy liar,
Watch him drown in his own empire!
No more masters, no more chains,
Let the shepherd feel the pain!
Your cross is rust, your saints decay,
Your prayers are dust, your hell is grey.
No savior left, no sins absolved,
No blood to cleanse, no soul resolved.
No kingdom left.
No saints to kneel.
No lies to preach.
No wounds to heal.
The flock is gone, the throne is ash,
The shepherd slain—his faith collapsed.
Slit the throat of the holy liar,
Watch him drown in his own empire!
No more masters, no more chains,
Let the shepherd feel the pain!
Your cross is rust, your saints decay,
Your prayers are dust, your hell is grey.
No savior left, no sins absolved,
No blood to cleanse, no soul resolved.
No kingdom left.
No saints to kneel.
No lies to preach.
No wounds to heal.
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10. |
Hymn of The Broken
07:06
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Bow your heads, ye shall kneel,
Only through suffering you hear His name.
Kneel in pain, in regret,
Through thy fear, ye will be blessed.
Your breath is a stain, your flesh is a sin,
Born in disgrace, you must burn to his grace.
Every joy is a thorn in His crown,
Every smile pulls Heaven down.
Bow your heads, embrace your pain,
By through true suffering you'll hear His name.
Crawl in dust, drown in regret,
Only in death will you be blessed.
Your breath is a stain, your flesh is a sin,
Born in disgrace, you must burn to his grace.
Every joy is a thorn in His crown,
Every smile pulls Heaven down.
Bow your heads, embrace your pain,
Only through true suffering you hear His name.
Crawl in dust, drown in regret,
Purity and you'll be blessed.
No hands unbloodied, no soul unchained,
Every breath is a whisper profane.
Kneel in filth, plead for grace,
Only through ruin shall He embrace.
No salvation without the pain,
No redemption without the flame.
Only in torment can love be known,
Only in sorrow can Heaven grow.
Bow your heads, embrace your shame,
Only through suffering you earn His worth.
Only in the kiss of death,
God will smile upon this earth.
Let the fires take my breath,
Let the grave restore my worth.
Only in the kiss of death,
God will smile upon this earth.
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Einfallen Buenos Aires, Argentina
I write lyrics that tell stories—sometimes personal, sometimes mythical, always from the heart.
Each album is a
world of its own, shaped by the themes that haunt and inspire me.
If you’re drawn to songs that whisper, ache, and dream... you’ll find a home here.
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