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Hedonistic Devastation

by Cryptic Horns

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1.
Procession 00:20
2.
Malady 04:48
Within the minds of the feeble A mimicry of strength resides False impressions, apocryphal veil The blind follow their omniscient leaders Bewitched by their spell of lies Spreading them, a plague of dishonesty Cold men compensate for their failings The wizards utilize their only skills Deception cast straight from their scepters Infecting those not guilty As self defense has slipped with their life Cancer fueled by cowardice Incised by the wise, the ones still left with vision A cause all too transparent The shroud pierced straight through Despicable, puerile fiends lacking emotion Desecrating timeless legacies For the gain of the otherwise nameless An attempt at fame, a success in infamy An illness created by man Those immune shall expose them and exact justice Fighting for the voiceless ones The victims of this malady Tortured in life, no peace in death A symptom of this cruel reality
3.
Our land bes pretty, crushed by stupid heretics The hammersies kill majesty They says they are growing, profane lies! Manfool deceivers, He am true! They chases their texts with blindness Sees His ways in oblivion Punishment skulkses in shadows The Cataclysm bringers back perfection He callses forth the rotting army The great Maw givesies warm protection The vital nectar bes flowing again Chaotic King, rebirth! His songs! We feelses their passion! Them trees! Hims tender giftsies! Desire! The hammersies to be removed! Chanters we for the Woodsie Lord! “He am the Honeymaker and drinkers we them meads, He am the Jacksberry and eaters we them leafs, He am the Trickster, and the Woodsie Lord He bes.” He am the one who carrieses nature’s key! Gathers us now in the place of Chaos The Tricksie altar stands big and strong Them fruits and flowers bloom and we bes happy! The Eye makesies the universe whole Bound for rule He leadses the way He am the one who bringers life We bes nothing lest he remain Chaotic King, create! His songs! We feelses their passion! Them trees! Hims tender giftsies! Desire! The manfools to be removed! Chanters we for the Woodsie Lord!
4.
Ave! We who quest for total supremacy Dominating weaklings content with foolish ways Thriving on sheer power and might, the collective makes its mark With the heartiest of leaders, the great Empire reborn Seek now for the only way the world can carry on A wasteland turned utopia with our victory Ensured, an eternally prosperous land The past will live forever In the sign of the bull You shall conquer them all Strengthening our ranks with tomorrow’s fiercest men Steadfast warriors who live to make it real No regret, no compromise, they know this is the way Stopping at nothing, we’ll own this fertile plane The peons fear his force just the way they should They lack the honor and vigor that we so need Only good for dismal labor, still an honorable place In this conquest for perfect sovereignty Relentless command Cruelty only in the minds of cretins The glory of Caesar luminous Behead the bear, torch the House Legion reign
5.
Our niche in this tyrannical society, carved deep with precision A darksome mass of fiendish souls we compose Insouciant towards the lives of our so called masters Ego seen as anathema, and that will be their downfall Fires flaming high into the skies Blasphemous rage to burn the puppets down Cackling while the opposition cries Orgasmic pleasure, heathens strike like hounds Enraptured by bloodshed Full force assault on the docile herd Tipping the scale in favor of pure turmoil Their daft existence stolen as penance Bleated the word “equal” as their dogma Wasted effort on others who never cared Our wrath takes the form of skies turned the color of rust It clings to the smoking ashes of the clergy They wonder now if they had walked the righteous path Their god an abject failure as they smolder Spent a lifetime groveling under guise of infallibility Too late for regrets, the demons have taken action Fires flaming high into the skies The ending sign of their anemic rule Cackling while the opposition cries Pride is humanity’s one true jewel Splitting the chains of despair Thriving on the desires they called selfish Not superior, but simply practical Primitive, yes, but as the cosmos intended Insouciant towards the lives of our own To live and die in solace is our only goal
6.
She waltzes in from a distant land, a delicate grace in her step Adorned in red, she dazzles the eyes and the thoughts of the simplest men She plays on their vain sense of ambition Once they’re ensnared, she reveals her evil ways She gives a performance those charmed can never forget Teasing with motions only possible in the wildest fantasies Blinding pirouettes that serve only to beguile Leaving them open for the slowest, most excruciating kill Freedom seized with the clasp of the cuffs Submitting to the one that appeared so gorgeous Conditions change, but only in her favor Their lifeblood gradually slips with every new denial No matter how many lives she claims Her wiles persist and the corpses pile higher The upcoming victims retain their desperation Some just never break the cycle of lunacy Her swaying hips and thighs agape invite men to their doom A grim history that repeats with all that she grooms She preys upon the downtrodden, hopeless and the weak Dupes them to believe in the ambiguous technique She claims that her companionship will lead them to the stars But uses her position to make them bleed and starve This age-old calamity has an obvious solution Memorize her face and renounce her foul illusion
7.
Bitten with frost, wrapped in snow Majestic Elderm towers Far in the north where few dare to venture A place where spirits once thrived A cavern lies deep within the pass Battered by aeons of ice Home now to creatures large and small And Gildias who rules, though he lies dormant One daring wanderer braves the mountains A blazing red, his body and soul In search of the final key He clambers his way into the cave The baron stirs, the intruder’s scent fills the air His den defiled, his children slain He awakens to defend what’s left The red one has thwarted the most powerful beings The dragon king cares not Commanding blades and spikes of ice, Gildias stands his ground His shivering castle must live on so the shadows have their home The idol of light he hides, the journeyer seeks But in his inferno, the red one ends in blackness and cold
8.
I stand alone now, gazing at what I’ve done The corpses of those that gave their trust How foolish I was to expect something else Chaos always finds its way A reflection upon the events of my life Was it all just for this cruel irony? The beings I’ve slain, the souls my god drank The treachery, deliberate or unpremeditated I sought what was best, but it wasn’t enough I had to then seek great knowledge The ways of the world outside my own land Perhaps more drab than what I’ve known Along my journey, I’ve had varied company Strangers from distant folds, lifelong allies, Foes with unfathomable strength I should have known the closest were the worst I slaughtered my own, left them ones with the ash I’m sure that that was meant to be But where it has led me, I desire just as little Despite the renown from my companions Now they too lie lifeless on the earth Snuffed out by the demon by my side Even this close to relief, I cry To follow me was to guarantee demise The blade nears the end of its concerto Only one note remains to be sung It’s apt that this should be my end Destiny decreed it long ago It strung me along in this existence Forever imbued in darkness
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The first full-length album by Cryptic Horns.

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released April 3, 2021

All instruments, vocals, drum & key sequencing, production, arrangements and songwriting by Raivo.
Music on track 5 cowritten by Alex Eager.

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