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...and Hell Followed with Him 2007 I Hate Records
Doom Metal (Hungary)

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Sun Faced Apostles:
Slow But Not Dead:
Overlook The All:

I. Buried 1000 Times 00:00
II. Nails for Crucifixion 05:06
III. Crusade 10:03
IV. November 15:10
V. Unchanged 19:36
VI. Cain 24:05
VII. Signs 29:04
VIII. Stabat Mater 34:22

BURIED 1000 TIMES

With bound hands and feet sent to the stake
Hell is to inhale, Fate's hands are to take
Centuries' clouds bring storms and pain
Nation of condemned washed by blood-rain

Branded by hot iron of the Only One
Temples' veins beat felt the barrel of the gun
Wait for the hangman paralyzed by fear
The harsh judgement passed by the King of the Heel

It's the destiny of a nation
The legions of the pale-faced stare through their eyes
The book of our fate is written with disgusting types
The years of mist swept away by millions of orphans' cries
Exiled or slaughtered and buried 1000 times

NAILS FOR CRUCIFIXION

The Cross lies heavy on the shoulder on the Way
Upstairs to Golgotha... the Place of Skulls and pain
The mob, it wants to run your blood
Your Father wants your soul
How can he forgive them for doing this deed of foul?

Wrists torn up by barbed wire lying in an unmarked grave
Entombed in soil of moldered years
Disgraced, defiled, enslaved
2000 years of pain... the Cross is the same to bear
Nails tear your flesh and bones
Nothing else left to share

Thief's and mercenaries bound by a spell
The Church of Fake takes an oath on Hell
The Cross lies heavy... The man keeps going the Way
Like at that time, like in those days

The Cross lies heavy on the shoulder on the Way
Upstairs to Golgotha... the Place of Skulls and pain
The mob, it wants to run your blood
Your Father wants your soul
How can he forgive them for doing this deed of foul?

CRUSADE

Desire of truth proclaims warfare
Chances have drowned in the past
Tombstones in sanity's graveyard
Like black holes in the eyes of the Last
Castles in Spain made of unholy words
Preach in the shadow of gallows
Repentants in sackcloth and ashes
Choir of the psalms of hollow

Burn down the false world
Of the fake pseudo god
Burn down the realm
And take his blood

Burn, they burn down the realm
Burn it down to the ground
Burn, messiah of mammon
Praise the flames of fire

Pock-marked hands confer blessings
The followers are deaf, dumb and blind
The poisoned soil yield deformed harvest
The Four Horsemen have arrived to ride
Raise all the forgotten warlords
Loomed out through abyss of pain
Under the flag of the iron
They'll break out through aeons to reign

Burn down the false world
Of the fake pseudo god
Burn down the realm
And take his blood

Burn, they burn down the realm
Burn it down to the ground
Burn, messiah of mammon
Praise the flames of fire

NOVEMBER

Dawn of blood-red brought raging storm and howling
Wolfs from far-off Siberian hell...
Land of anguish wore colour of mourning
And stain of its own blood for a long frozen spell

Dawn of blood-red brought raging storm and crawling
Snake of Justice Hater to strangulate the land
To burn out the dreams, to sound the symphonies of bloodshed
by his unholy words, by the sword in his hand

...and The Preachers of the Might prayed on and on
they closed their eyes and let the Work be done
The Pale Horse's Rider rode across the land
...and Hell followed with him...

SIGNS

Let reveal yourself
To banish all of the fears
Woman clothed with the Sun
with the Moon on your feet

Closer and closer to the Last
Questions get drowned in the time
The answers fall into the Past
Into the aeons gone by

Are you the the sign of the crown of stars?
Are you the sign of the newborn child and the bleeding scars?
Are you the sign of the diadem with horns?
Are you the sign of crown of thorns?

STABAT MATER

See the Son, see the Mother
In sorrow weeping
See the land wearing thorn of the Crucified

See the nation of the pain of the anguish
Hear the pray of desolation
...Grief divine

Stabat mater-our clays here decay
Stabat mater-may our souls your goodness praise
Stabat mater-let us to our latest breath
Stabat mater-in our bodies bear the death

Darkness set, Babylon fell in fire
Wrath of God sent it to Holy flames
False prophets, fallen saints are rising higher
How I wish for coming of Judgement Day

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ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴀɴ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴀ ʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴᴏɴ-ᴍᴏɴᴇᴛɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɴᴇʟ ꜱᴏ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜᴘʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟꜱ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ