PAGANIZER LYRICS
album: "Into The Catacombs" (2011)
1. Total Lovecraftian Armageddon2. Their Skin Suits Me
3. Panzer Truck
4. Vägråttor
5. The Carrion Parlor
6. Winter Of Disembowelment
7. Cadaver Earth
8. Frontier Cthulhu
9. Ragnarök
10. At The Helm Of Naglfar
11. A Bullet In The Head (For The Undead)
12. The Paganizer
13. Into The Catacombs
1. Total Lovecraftian Armageddon
A massive exodus
of unholy souls
the underworld is slowly opening
A morbid vortex
is slowly gathering
to unleash the unhuman overlords
Travelling through gateways
summoned by disciples
their time of reign
has come again
Yog Sothot arrives
as do the king in yellow
to claim the earth as their own
Yuggoth shivers
and releases its spawn
to swarm down upon humanity
Tsathoggua crawls
and Dagon arises from the depths
Cthulhu calls
total lovercraftian armageddon
2. Their Skin Suits Me
Nocturnal hunter, a sickened man
out for the reaping of flesh
an urge inside, a sickened need
drives this human shell
I strip them from skin
in my carnal kingdom
I clad myself in them
Their skin suits me, so well
To transform, into a butterfly
to leave this world so wrong
I do these, awful things
to ensure the transformation
Burning inside
from a twisted need
unhuman things I do
Burning inside
from all twisted deeds
from these horrors alive
3. Panzer Truck
Trapped in the city
trying to survive
surrounded only by the dead
The living corpses
gathers in herds
they are flooding every street
Mechanized fortress
panzer truck
The fight for survival
begins
and takes its toll fast
A need for relief
some space to breathe
is sorely fucken needed
Hunting the dead
to kill them again, re-killing the dead
ridding the plague
brain by brain, re-killing the dead
4. Vägråttor
A dawn of nothing
gave birth to a day of death
the apocalypse came
and left this world to die
Then came the vermin
the rats on two legs
they are the rulers of the wastelands
your brutal end
Ur smutsen reser dom sig
kackerlackor på två ben
överlevare i en död värld
vägens okrönta kungar
Nothing breathes
everything is dead
it is all scavenged
by the roadrats
5. The Carrion Parlor
I invite them in
to experience sin
I invite them dead
in my carrion parlor
Shielded by the law
redneck rampant breed
creating a land of their own
where the saw is the law
This cellar is a killing floor
hooks and chains installed
to procreate the work from before
through human slaughter and then feeding
A work for the family
to preserve and feed them
a trade coming to life
during the slaughter
6. Winter Of Disembowelment
Winter has come
the winter of our end
the snow stained red
by eviscerated humans
A massive upheaval
of the raped dying earth
every catastrophe
has come to be
The winter of
disembowelment
the earth anew, and now content
The winter of
human death
humanitys last gasping breath
The ground now opens to swallow
cities and entire continents
the world covered in corpses
humanity cast down in hell
7. Cadaver Earth
A rotten existence
soon to end in pain
a wait for nothing more
than carnal suffering
This deterioration
we are born into
the hell of human flesh
to breathe and suffer
And this cadaver earth
will feed on our decay
and this cadaver earth
will be reborn - humanless
A universe
filled of death
life just born
to fade and die
A universe
filled of death
seasons come and go
and so do I and so do you
And this rotting place
will feed from your flesh
and this rotting place, will birth a new day
8. Frontier Cthulhu
A whole new world
to be conquered
a continent to regin with fear
A new beginning
the start of a new era
but horrors dwelled there from aeons before
The hordes of the ancient
roam these shores at night
the breed of aeons
awakening to claim your lives
The ones who dwell beneath
sleeping undead still
their cults of worship grows in the shadows
Frontier Cthulhu
a new horror
for those who conquest these lands afar
Frontier Cthulhu
an age old horror
frontier Cthulhu
rising again
9. Ragnarök
Pillars of smoke
rising from burning cities
endtimes has come
mushroom clouds cover the earth
The planet aflame
radiation scorches the soil
silos puking missiles
no hope left, just eternal war
The end has come for man
a last age of total war
no hope for a final stand
this is ragnarök
10. At The Helm Of Naglfar
Riding the winds foretold
towards certain and utter doom
this was meant to be
the last ride of the soon to be free
When everything ends
nothing is all that will be
when the universe is to sieze
remnants will not be
Loke at the helm
birthright executed
in this final night
the dead will arise
From the remains of the dead
this ship of the doomed came to be
now on its predestined journey
shed the final tear before the end
At the helm of Naglfar
towards the end
at the helm stands Loke
awaiting whats needs to be done
11. A Bullet In The Head (For The Undead)
The hordes below
the breeders of the dead
tunnels underground
harbor the rotting
One shot to the head
to rid the filth
to stop the disease
from breeding again
To keep the sickness contained
to put the world at ease again
A bullet in the head
for the dead and sickened
a bullet in the head
for the undead
Hunting, underground
slaughtering the undead
hunting, underground
deminishing their numbers
12. The Paganizer
Submerged in the sea
creeping undetected
tons of massive steel
atomic death prowling
Far into the sky
the hell from above
squadrons of assassins
hidden beyond the clouds
The Paganizer
the hammer of destruction
Deep in the jungle
festering in rot
hordes of deadly killers
bred for this steamy war
Out on desert fields
the masters of the sand
larvafeet of death
hordes of fucken panzers
13. Into The Catacombs
Upon the shoulders of man, the head of the beast
Worshipped by the evil hordes, dark evil lord
Carnivorous ferocity, a breed that should not be
A master of devilry, in sand enthroned
Into the catacombs, the fires burn
Into the catacombs, the shadows yearn
So feared by all of light, plotting in the dark
To bring on full demise, so the dark will rise
And let creations crown
Feel vengeance coming down
Feel vengeance coming - down!
Jocke Ringdahl ‒ Drums
Andreas Carlsson ‒ Guitars
Roger "Rogga" Johansson ‒ Vocals, Guitars
Anders Brisheim ‒ Bass
Andreas Carlsson ‒ Guitars
Roger "Rogga" Johansson ‒ Vocals, Guitars
Anders Brisheim ‒ Bass
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