MAYSALOON LYRICS

1. Lama Bada Yatathana (Intro)

[Instrumental]

2. The First Believer (Al Namroud)

Curious eyes behold
Pages years long writ
A story yet untold
Man's vestment fits
[Whispering:]
"In Nomine Dei Nostri Satanas, Luciferi Excelsi"

Take your steps aplenty, upon the rocks of fear and isolation
With a heart ablaze and eyes are empty, and salute Man's highest of relations

Two candles ample serve the light
That bind you to your decadence
A war of eyes you shall fight
And pray your heart show resilience

As he bears the light upon his back
His eyes sure mercy often lack
Meet thy Goddess strator
The foremost instigator

[Solo]

Alpha Serpentis, fear He who bestowed
The Diabolic within you
Sigma Serpentis, the end drew night
A final malediction

3. Hatred And Pain Will Always Remain

War with reality, war with insanity
This war is in our heads
The Empire is falling, the black birds are calling
And the rage is filling me with hate

Bathed in the blood of enemies
I walk this endless path
Victorious I march to my agony
To quench my senseless wrath

Now, we fight the battle of the living dead
And, you'll fight for your life

In this war... You are dead
To be no more... It's the end
Preaching the dead
Breaking the wall of death

Regret not... Resent not
For death will indept us
Repent not... Forget not
And quench some of the blood's lust

[Solo]

Hatred and pain will always remain!
Hatred and pain will always remain!

Regret not... Resent not
For death will indept us
Repent not... Forget not
And quench some of the blood's lust

Perpetuous, pernicious, malicious and war machines
Eternal destruction, instant disruption
Total construction, away from perfection
Hatred and pain will always remain!
Hatred and pain will always remain!

4. Seals Of Astarte

Lady of the Seven Moons
I'm the ancient long-last stem
Of Lilith, Adonis, Baal and Shem
I am the Phoenician sailor
The lawful heir of celestial failure

Onto the crescent of fertility
I were to march in endless effigy
Of countless enemies waging war
Against my innermost sleeping core... "quest"!
Seals of Astatre
Seals of Astarte

I forge with flesh and blood my
The holy, the fallen pagan lord
The synagogue I, and the Shrine
The church, the mosque, the dream divine

Encircled I, and will not sate
To the wall, to the seal, to the highest gate
I, batter my way through
And further breed death anew

I was, I am, and will be known
For all the malice I shall bestow

5. Tanit Demands Her Due

From the land of Nazareth it came
The prophecy of malediction
Harbouring the knights of shame
Mercenaries of celestial fiction

The sword to Carthage doors
The heathen dawn breaks through
With the cost of a thousand child

Tanit Demands Her Due

Her followers to abandon
The defense of sword and bow
To build their graves abundant

Tanit Demands Her Due

[Solo]

They rode on headless horses
That led our species doom
From northern highlands and west sharp
On a march that yields and looms

The sword to Carthage doors
The heathen dawn breaks through
With the cost of a thousand child

Tanit Demands Her Due

Her followers to abandon
The defense of sword and bow
To build their graves abundant

Tanit Demands Her Due

6. Seeds Of Sanity

On the path of revealing
Silent voices, corrupting innocence
By the time, seeds of sanity
Suffer my existence

For an obscure truth
Lying tolerance
Beyond a widowed smile
Crying shadows

Never be broken, never be sold
Of a dark side of insanity
Disturbing intelligence

Hysterical tongue younger than dreams
In debt of an ancient wisdom
In debt again... look around in debt

The sound of another breaking
The smell of self defending
Of lies that eat your hatred
Obey your shadows fading

Your bones are slowly shaking
Invisible tears of screaming
Behold the flesh of fortune
Now watch yourselves crying

This wound... for what?
This war... I'm fading

Can't stand... this hell
This shout... of hatred

Can't stop... bleeding
My blood... is healing

Escape... this shame
Or lose... your name

This hell is never ending
No signs of human breathing
Hearing the angel's weeping
Your heaven should be burning

كم منا عاش ليحكي
رصاصة اخترقت قلبي
نيران حرقت ارضي
الان عدت لأبكي

7. The Horrid Homage

Human kind's aslumber
With all plagues it spreads
Gods are left outnumbered
In the face of they've made

Vast emptiness of content
Subdue the honored grail
Of what we worship and lament

And still we always fail
To praise the reason of homage
The act of hospitality
To slay the pious courage

In all shapes and sizes
We manifest the spheres
In search of further prizes
The crown's what we endear

What shuns our delusions forth
To kill the seeds of innocence
Protecting our infected force
We look up to the sky
Whether we had sown our wounds

8. The Forgotten Dawn

[Instrumental]








MAYSALOON LYRICS