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In the Realm of Flesh

by Necrosadist

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Introduction 01:49
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The Queen of Hell has summoned forth her children, Through the maelstrom they will come to slaughter all. Hideous beings of undistilled bloodlust. A thousand nightmares will spew out from the vortex. Your corpse will decorate their sacred halls... And the Vores will feast on your blood... Possessed by morbid dreams, Defiled unholy altar, Find the Well of Wishes, When you fall to the Crypt of Decay. Four nightmarish realms, four forgotten places, Archaic runes glowing bright as death embraces. In this Pain Maze you will die one thousand deaths, And Satan's legions will arise in the Realm of Flesh... From the Dimension of the Doomed to the Elderworld, You cannot hope to survive - you will be crucified. Through to the Wizard's Manse and ancient black castles, The Changelings of Shub-Niggurath wait for human meat. Your blood will paint their sacred walls... And the Vores will feast on your corpse... Possessed by morbid dreams, Defiled unholy altar, Find the Well of Wishes, When you fall to the Crypt of Decay. Four nightmarish realms, four forgotten places, Archaic runes glowing bright as death embraces. In this Pain Maze you will die one thousand deaths, And Satan's legions will arise in the Realm of Flesh... They will leap out from the shadows, They will leap out and become flesh... Four nightmarish realms, four forgotten places, Archaic runes glowing bright as death embraces. In this Pain Maze you will die one thousand deaths, And Satan's legions will arise in the Realm of Flesh...
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Your beauty sleep desecrated by dreams of death. Nightmares so real, of morbid suicidal events... Begging for your life in your own sanctuary Where are you safe, if not in your own head? Close your precious eyes to see, The true meaning of pain; With every breath you'll lie, In your mattress grave... Haunted by unforgiving memories... Imagination so caressingly inspired, But when your head is laid to silk, Your death is constructed, time and time again In tranquility divine you sleep, but what lurks underneath? Where are you safe, if not in your own fucking head? Words cannot describe... This pain is the addiction you deplore. Words cannot describe... This addiction is the pain you adore. Words cannot describe... This pain is the addiction you deplore. Words cannot describe... This addiction is the pain you adore.
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Rot... Deliver your soul and follow me, In Devil's dreamland, your father awaits. Be his servant. Be his prisoner. The Black Necropolis; The Palace of Hate, The Place of Many Deaths, The Elder Gods' shrine... The Black Necropolis; The Dismal Oubliette, The Tomb of Terror, The place where you will die... In the woods on the blackened hill, Summoning voices echo, the infernal dead ones. Have no grief. Have no soul. Create creatures marked with devilish visions, Your path is chosen and your mission is one... Suck their souls... Eternity's desire... An abattoir black as Death itself; No light can enter this Castle of the Damned. Memories are all that remain in this Grisly Grotto. An Under earth dungeon for the eternal dead... Chambers of Torment of macabre creation. Corpses abandoned to rot in this Cistern, The Haunted Halls of carrion despair. This cold graveyard of subterranean grimness...
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Feel the burn of the striking knife, The searing heat of the blade... Feel as it scars and releases the purity. The truth is revealed in blood... If blood is the life of all flesh, Then let it flow free and true. And let the soul leak out, From the pouring wounds... This temporal flesh was forged, In the ageless fires of Death, We are servants, in this kingdom, We are nothing... If blood is the life of all flesh, Then let it flow free and true. And let the soul leak out, From the pouring wounds... Exiting the realm of human emptiness. Breaking the cold chains of existence. No longer to be enslaved, In this coffin for the soul... Through time our flesh is intertwined; Cold metallic spires of fate pierce through the skin. In our blood abyss we wait for painful salvation...
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Inspired by ancient underground Black/Death Metal legends such as Bathory, Venom, Hellhammer/Celtic Frost, Possessed, Mayhem and Darkthrone as well as a range of topics such as occultism and esotericism, Gnosticism and old paintings by Bruegel, Beksinski and Bosch among other things. The main goal at the time was to draw inspiration from those currents while still creating something entirely distinctive and with its own unique character and identity. We were quite young at the time and the result was less than perfect but it's what gives "In the Realm of Flesh" its raw and stripped down feeling along with the intense attitude and fanatic approach that we found so satisfying. Released on X-mas day.

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released December 25, 2005

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Necrosadist London, UK

Necrosadist capture the essence of the Alpha Nihil through Raw Necro Violence; a virulent musical manifestation of profane devilry and intense fanatic savagery augmented by doom-laden occult psychedelia and nightmarish blasting chaos. Possessed by the power of the Riff, grappling the innumerable odious tentacles of Black and Death Metal and tapping inspiration from all veins that lead to Him. ... more

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