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album  : An Illiad Of Woes (démo)
groupe : Anathema
sortie   : 1990

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01- The Lord Of Mortal Pestilence
02- Memento Mori
03- In The Name Of The Father
04- Echoes Of Terror

The Lord Of Mortal Pestilence

Storm-lord, the Dreaded One
Poison of our worlds
In times of darkness, of death and decay
he grasps dominion all over
His stench hovers as shame
in the house of fraticide

An impressive depravity of a cadaverous epiphany
A profane blasphemy of the darkest atrocity

Welcome me, mortal beings
to a world a cry of fear
Incursions to evil
shattered are your dreams
My breath, a torrid wind
of immortal pestilence
heaves torment, pain and anguish
suffer in your silence

Chaos, no salvation
misery, no redemption
Twisted minds hold the key
Benevolence, I pray for thee

Drowned in fear, shrouded in black
Mourning eternally in a spiritual lethargy

Every beat of his heart
is a death-toll chiming in a mind
As chimes grow stronger
the earth shudders in his wake
His final lament is a
requiem to the Gods of Darkness
All deep contempt is a
blasphemous sacrilege to his name

Memento Mori


My life's minds plagued by lyssophobia
In a cage solitude locks me in
As the dark blackened walls close in on me
Dementia strikes, there's no turning back

Drowning in the stygian sea
As those voices repeat to me my malediction
Memento Mori
Remember you must die

A gratuitous wrath of violence blots out the light of my mind
For on this night someone must pay for the cost of my life
For me to escape the curse of perdition, this poor, weaker being must receive
pain
As you wince at the action of my sadist ways and cry at the throes of your
moribund state

A Daemon issues your last rites
Paster Noster Upto In Terra
I break, I twist, I burn, I destroy
Memento Mori

As the candle of light that burned in your heart is doused by the grip of
death's hand
Asmodeus, the spirit of lust bears his necrophile ways for the wishes of the
demon in black
My largesse in life should be immortality dislike the weak, mortal humans

But in life theres always death
a multitude are born to be damned
His perdisized body will burn forever
in the scorching flames of Gehenna.

In The Name Of The Father

[Dream:]
In the world of my subconscious, a realm of the unknown
a vision is carved by the almighty hand
The agony of a thousand souls supressed by life itself
released unto the lord by his command.
My hands are covered with the blood, the blood of his salvation.
His spirit will live eternally

Take his life, by your command.
A sacrifice, by your command.

As I rise from my troubled sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep
wondering if he has chosen me to do his work, I speak no blasphemy
Do I confess ?
I am terrified, I cannot run, there is no place to hide
I search for help, but there's nobody there for my dream is now a recurring
...Nightmare

Brother of the holy order, I seek your help
Understand my plight, help me fight this curse that bestows me
My son you must not fight, for this is no cure
but a mission you should undertake
to free a soul from the grasp of
...Satan

So that night I did dream of mysteries untold
In the presence of the heavens was I
I could see for myself all the evils of the world
in all their morbid glory
Men took part in rites to praise the black messiah
the beast they call "The Evil One"
As voices in my head did tell me of my task
To release the soul of my only son

[Spirit voices:]
Take his life, by your command.
A sacrifice, by your command.
Fill the chalice, cleanse the soul
Save him now, in the chapel of salvation
[repeat]

[Possession:]
Insanity dwells in the mind of a man who will take the life of his only son
Screaming and pounding inside his head as voices whisper... It must be done

Echoes Of Terror


Existence, throught a spirit's will
A force, use the power of evil

Darkness, visualize
As light pierces through your yearning eyes

Rebirth of a lost soul
Your body, a channel with witch to grow old

Mephitic, smell of death
Rancid flesh, of the undead

Inner screams,
Useless tears,
Shattered bones.
My prayer...
"Oh Lord...
...Help me die."

"Please help me die."

This inner gloom,
A subterrainean hell.
A morbid sleep,
In my stygian world.
My mind is locked,
At chains my thoughts.
I pray for death.
Euthanasize my soul.

Sanctify me!

Epitaph, to mankind
Engraved, on your mind

Stigmata, on the flesh.
Dead images, put to rest.