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Burning Karthago
04:55
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Burning Karthago
All I see are fires
Burning bright under a blood red sky
All hope seems lost
In these bitter days
waves and waves of barbarians smashing
against thy walls, oh Karthago
How long can we stand these attacks
Of this neverending flood of foes
Wounded, dying, dead ones lying beneath the feet of the living
Shattered brains, rivers of blood and bowels,
burned and crippled limbs
Oceans of fallen mercenaries
Boiling oil floating over cloth
Burning holes into the flesh
Liquid lead running over helms
Rain of sparks spit into their faces
Man after man set in flames
Look into their empty eyeshells
as their bodies fall
See the gates splinter
Watch the walls crumble
Bodies are rotting
Down in the sun
On the walls
In theese old streets
Way too long
This siege lasts
There is still a sacrifice
to be made to turn this fight
it is time to end this war
by passing the children through the fire
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The Shepherd
03:28
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Silent night, blackened night
Only the stars are awake
As I fullfill my dark work
Knife sharpened as I walk like a wolf among the sheep
Darkened night, bloody night
In the shadows I wander
Approaching the lambs, so gently sleeping
Not aware of their horrible doom
Vanished is reserve as I slither in ecstasy
The throats of the helpless, taking their life for mine
Blood is spilled on this peaceful ground
Rivers of blood glimpsing in the moon light
Limbs torn apart, flesh ripped from the bones
In bloodlust I feast upon the sheep of my own horde
And still I hear the sound of the dying ones
But what need for the shepherd, when the wolves have all gone
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Onward to Kadesh
05:48
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Crawl in dust, tremble before me
For I am the god-king, son of Sety
Marching on in the land of Hatti
Onward on the way to Kadesh
Muwatalli, ruler of the Hittites
Tried to trick me, but failed
His chariots, unnumbered as the sand
Laid in ambush, shred through my divisions
None of my princes, of my chief men and great,
Is with me, not a captain, not a knight
But I am like Baal, I’m like Sutekh
In this hour I hurled them headlong
One upon another, into the water
Of the Orontes they flew
And their limbs were loosed
For fear and terror
And they had not any heart
All courage was vanished
And I hew
them into pieces,
And I dashed
them into dust
And I slaughtered
At my pleasure
And I killed them,
None escaped me
So, Here I stand, All alone;
There was no one at my side,
My warriors and chariots afeared,
Have deserted me, none heard my voice,
When to the cravens I, their king, cried.
But I find that Ammon's grace is better far to me
Than a million fighting men and chariots be.
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Moloch Rostock, Germany
Epic Death Metal for Fans of Nile and Septicflesh
Years active as a band: 2005 - 2011
Reborn as a one man project in 2021
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