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Zyklon Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) An Ecletic Manner Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? You reckon it's diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don't take and institutional decision And presents God's full petition? Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need? Zyklon |
Core Solution Core Solution Default by any means competence and skill Keep acting like you care still Gathered in pride, howling of joy Why don't you realize you're short of a decoy? Illusion Hibernation of mind Retribution one of a kind In all honesty; no failure in breed No one would never let them be freed Constitutional right? A ****ing lie An even fight? not in a lifetime A single individual and no one cares A whole of community and everyone fears Core solution or anything that matters Core revolution and anything shatters Nature's self throbbing by human impact Off the shelves, never to regain in fact... Zyklon |
Deduced To Overkill Deduced To Overkill Ultra death, hardcore trash; give me your call. Holy death, in presence of which I gave you it all Conformity through terror, rapture through restrain. It's like putting your life all down the drain. Godflesh; how do you cope? A leap out of faith, time to find the rope. Deadmeat; look into my eyes, how could you possibly believe the lies? Deduced to Overkill, defunct totality. An abstract netherworld with no absence of fundamentality. It is where you will be. Existentialism living hell condemned to be free... Zyklon |
Ecletic Current Ecletic Current Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all This is what we agreed on in plenum, Resulting in defection through vacuum Sanctions through my ever lasting philosophy Ideology starting from within Ending in our mind created brave new world Withdrawal from the world, Returning to the final firmament Children of a proclaimed mind pattern Victims of mental cosmos and winter Worlds onto planets, existence built on faith We are the generation of the earth, mastered at any rate We are the people of the stars, mansions of the moon Come take us home where we belong Take us home once and for all We will never return again... Zyklon |
Hammer Revelation Hammer Revelation A depiction of the lamb, the lion, deplorably portrayed. The beast, the dragon, as in shadowy imagery, have the power to take away peace on earth. The threshold's here as the sun turns black, the moon red like blood and stars falling down. Babylon falling, the last of the antagonistic battles, the madman chained for a thousand of years. Use your eyes and you will see it, bright and shining. A moment of your time, a glimpse of your (brave) new world Your revelation, in apocalyptic terms, the hammer, separating fiction from reality. Embrace the notion, embrace the moment. Who are the ones to tell the truth, who are the ones to tell what to believe? The depiction is therefore all you`ve got. The hammer is mine, the revelation is yours. Am I God or am I the Devil? It`s a comprehensible, yet complex, reality, because it means that when the past has caught up with the present, we have no future... Zyklon |
Psyklon Aeon Psyklon Aeon Congregation unity; faint as your ideology Concentrate all in sterility Morals runs riot in an endless variety Of fragmentary post solidarity Never share the effort, symmetry in lines Will the Providence ever grace you from all the lies? Dishonour any corruption, favour only redemption Voluntary subordination, engage in contemplation You base it all on hierarchy No wonder it'll turn into ****ing anarchy Detachment of continuity Revolving around an ever growing susceptibility Heading towards the Psyklon Aeon The last analysis will forever be perishable That's how we would execute any cosmological society On behalf of further reliability This is all what your life is worth You better pray it'll be short... Zyklon |
Specimen Eruption Specimen Eruption Growth; is that what it takes? Disintegration; a world full of snakes This is Machiavellian Strategy, An extensive form of tragedy Evolution; countercharge the ambivalence Devolution; create your own malevolence No more mercy, hold your mind A culmination of which anything you won't find Origin of a concealed fate, It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? As pitiful as you will ever be Open your eyes and you will finally see My omnipotence, no more accessible It will only make you more feeble Challenge; constraint of my aggression Only obtained through concession Response; obey through authority I could only conform to negativity Origin of a concealed fate It means we cannot go at any rate This is death, this is life Is this what existence all will be like? Zyklon |
Storm Detonation Storm Detonation Manifestation of the Storm Detonation. Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion. Maximum reality, ultimate reality. What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation? The first and the last of global warnings, as in withered ill willed spirit. Psychic dweller, fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip. Aborticide as altruistic moral. Backflashes from a past that once was, memories from another day. A depleted human race. An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will. Will to Power, Call to Power. Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality. Clouds, embracing the highland of earth, as shadows from another time, predicting the depredations of Terra Mater. Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world. Tell the tale of a thousand years. Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation, manifested in every fatalistic soul, asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation... Zyklon |
Subtle Manipulation Subtle Manipulation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? A generation of no return, howling, it becomes eternity In a brief history of time Does it at any rate indicate your maturity? Disown the disorder; what about your past? Negate and agitate; did you hope it would last? Mind control terminology at any level Be sure they'll disconnect the rebel Did you comprehend the vast chain of being? Did you reach the inner (other) worldly council? Draw into yourself all the sensation And see if it is your collective nation Subtle manipulation, it all comes down to accommodation Integrity of belief, integrity of behaviour You reckon they are your saviour? Zyklon |
Terrordrome Terrordrome What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green?. The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, leaving behind a mushroom cloud and heavy ground haze, a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. Hell on earth, who`s to blame for erasing an entire society? The crushing shockwave, man`s plutonium implosion, wounding the surface like a dying prey. Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, appearing like deformed burned skeletons. Boiling exhalation, melted glass, twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, portraying man`s ability to annihilate himself. Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time. What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. An inconceivable testimony of human ill will. The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again... Zyklon |
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