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Phylactery
01:51
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By the blackened dawn of balefire
The imperial necropolis tower
Guarded by ancient wraiths and specters
Infused, I focus my power
The chemistries of eternal flesh
Dark runes etched upon the bones
Mortality shed as vestigial skin
I have forged my own fate and throne
Rise and serve your queen
Cast minds aside and lend might to the machine
The arcane promise of potence
Let the stygian assembly commence
Destiny of my forebears; those born of charnel bloodlines
To craft the plagues of death and conquest, the privilege is mine
I have heard of the call of the arcana
Forbidden by cowards and the weak
Dread visions have led me through catacombs
To master the deathless technique
My flesh, despoiled and armored
Tattered tendrils and wires, my raiments
The apocalypse at my fingertips
I set forth to make my ascent
Rise and serve your queen
Cast minds aside and lend might to the machine
The arcane visions of warfare
The Lich Queen's doctrine declared
Seize the knowledge of artifice and sorcery
Carve the pathway to progress in plagues
Ignite siege engines with blood and alchemy
Crush souls upon the anvils; prepare to invade
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Nemesis Engine
04:01
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Feeding the machine
Driven by morbid avarice
Weakness and fear
Replaced with valor for your Queen
It is with pleasure I extract your beating heart
your cowardice proves your inadequacy
I consume your young and supple flesh and your weak mind
your pleads of mercy echo through My courtyard
your pathetic soul joins the rest of My army
Feed the nemesis engine
your fragile minds replaced with steel and fire
Weak and useless forms have been repurposed
The world has fallen to My power
Feeding the machine
Driven by morbid avarice
Weakness and fear
Replaced with valor for your Queen
In this plane of nightmare your eternity is Mine to decide
Now meet your gruesome fate
incineration as the cleansing process
This hungry earth engulfs you whole
Invictus; unconquered; unmatched in sovereignty
Feed the nemesis engine
your fragile minds replaced with steel and fire
Weak and useless forms have been repurposed
The world has fallen to My power
your pathetic soul joins the rest of My army
Feed the nemesis engine
your fragile minds replaced with steel and fire
Weak and useless forms have been repurposed
The world has fallen to My power
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Thanatonic designs upon the blacksmith's altar
Enhanced implements of annihilation; fallen infantry equipped for war
Behold, the sepulcher legionnaires; the frontline corps, the vile vanguard
Baneful eyes gleam in the darkness to hunt the living, mortal dissidents
Regiments crawl forth from the crypts to be recruited from near and far
Rituals of strength and binding cast upon their armaments
No mercy, no rest for superior soldiers
Desolation follows where they tread
Dispatched to march against the world
These are the tactics of the dead
Necromantic refineries produce the weaponry
Golems work the ebony ingots to carry out the killing decree
Tremble before the legionnaires, compelled to ravage and slay
Cannons fire upon the walls of the weak, dismal nations
To ensure their allegiance, they must perish and be made to obey
Through military might, the foundation is set for advanced creations
No mercy, no rest for superior soldiers
Desolation follows where they tread
Dispatched to march against the world
These are the tactics of the dead
No mercy, no rest for superior soldiers
Desolation follows where they tread
Dispatched to march against the world
These are the tactics of the dead
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The kings of the sand spat a curse upon this land
Divinity did revile their deeds
A pox of stone to all that defied the throne
The gods did call upon the priests to intercede
Met at the gates, they stood to actuate
And quell the chattel poised to rebel
Millions lament at the base of the monument
Thus did the priests unleash the spell
As serpents feast on scavenging beasts
Awaken the divine constructs of the architect
Obsidian guardians bound by mystic rites
Waiting for the sovereigns to resurrect
(Hey, hey, hey) Heed the call of the ancient lords
(Hey, hey, hey) Scorched skeletons of the slaves
(Hey, hey, hey) The scepter and the sword
Unworthy to the sons of the highborn graves
The filth of the world will be purged by the Heirophant
The blood was strewn and coursed through the spiral runes
Insurgent survivors turned to stone
The king could not see, petrified by the victory
The dire portents still unknown
The Heirophant did warn of the ash and the coming storm
The doom that crept across the dunes
The wrath of the dunes bound all in limestone skin
And buried Pharaoh and subjects in a peasant's tomb
As serpents feast on scavenging beasts
Awaken the divine constructs of the architect
Obsidian guardians bound by mystic rites
Waiting for the sovereigns to resurrect
(Hey, hey, hey) Heed the call of the ancient lords
(Hey, hey, hey) Scorched skeletons of the slaves
(Hey, hey, hey) The scepter and the sword
Unworthy to the sons of the highborn graves
The filth of the world will be purged by the Heirophant
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Divine Submission
04:12
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Crawl across the floor
Bound by shackles and leather hood
Approach slowly to your Goddess
Seated on Her feathered throne
Kneeling at My feet encased in black sheaths of ecstasy
Fulfill your deepest desire to submit to Me
Slave!
Drone!
Worm!
you are nothing but scum, a worthless drone
A slave at My disposal
you're here to be of service and nothing more
your soul belongs to Me now, forevermore
Slice your skin with sharpened heel
Blood flows forth to feed My hunger
your screaming heard throughout My chambers
your pain is My eternal pleasure
Kneeling at My feet encased in black sheaths of ecstasy
Fulfill your deepest desire to submit to Me
Filth!
Sloth!
Dog!
Return now to this steel cage
And take your place with the rest of My minions
your only purpose here is to please your Queen
It's what you've always wanted in your darkest dreams
Kneeling at My feet encased in black sheaths of ecstasy
Fulfill your deepest desire to submit to Me
Scum!
Waste!
Rat!
you are nothing but scum, a worthless drone
A slave at My disposal
you're here to be of service and nothing more
your soul belongs to Me now, forevermore
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Corpse Colossus
04:31
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Hear the clarion call to arms
Adorn the greaves of gravestones
The communal barrow grows restless with alarm
The seeds have been sown
From the soil comes a ponderous pulse
The gangrenous mound of heroes
Mouldered and rancid, the stench to repulse
From the boneyards, the colossus arose
The might of a thousand strong surging through the brute
The corpus eclipsing the dawn; the colossus crushes all
Coalesced in the afterlife; a towering miscreation
Poised to deliver the final smite; the colossus crushes all
The ossuaries cannot withstand the weight
Of the fallen that dwell within
Broken vows, betrayal, and hate
The valorous battles that could have been
Such anguish consolidates in time
And grows compliant to arcane command
Thus, one body rises from hallowed grime
To smash the unworthy under cragged hands
The might of a thousand strong surging through the brute
The corpus eclipsing the dawn; the colossus crushes all
Coalesced in the afterlife; a towering miscreation
Poised to deliver the final smite; the colossus crushes all
All nations will remember this day of reckoning
Let all dissidents break beneath the giant's steps, once and for all
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Stygian Athenaeum
04:16
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Enter into the forbidden realms of dire enlightenment
The tomes and scrolls sealed away by the ascendant gods
To stand upon the precipice of lore and derangement
Pierce through the barriers to the Athenaeum's facade
Tendrils of elder monstrosities
Slither throughout this sanctum
Unearthly luminosity
Reveals the secrets beneath the stygian shroud
Here I peruse every codex, grimoire, and lexicon
That darkness itself condemned to obscurity
Malignant stars, astral horrors, abyssal maelstroms
I reap the wisdom to arm against these threats and impurities
Tendrils of elder monstrosities
Slither throughout this sanctum
Unearthly luminosity
Reveals the secrets beneath the stygian shroud
I shall not suffer the visions of demented prophets
No dreaded gods or demons will deter my fate
I will reforge this world as a weapon of grand design
From the Stygian Athenaeum, I stand poised to annihilate
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Artillery Ghosts
04:40
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The stygian battery is primed to extinguish
Artillery contrived through the pulse of the spirits
Claimed within the umbral webs
The coffin shells creep slowly across the battlefields
Bearing the noxious ammunition of the incorporeal dead
The art of virulent ballistics; the unseen hunger of dread phantoms
Eternal nightmares of the unfulfilled now fired in salvos as one
Repurposed for siege and extinction, apparitions in untold supplies
They echo the death of centuries as they disperse and bring your demise
We harvest the wretched wastes of infinite despair
The endless winds of the gray, dismal fields
The eidolons that wander in blind, quivering masses
Ensnared in recruitment to fuel the munitions we wield
The art of virulent ballistics; the unseen hunger of dread phantoms
Eternal nightmares of the unfulfilled now fired in salvos as one
Repurposed for siege and extinction, apparitions in untold supplies
They echo the death of centuries as they disperse and bring your demise
Destruction shall fall upon organic life
To feed the hunger of ravenous spectral husks
The ordnance pervades through all resistance
Carrion cannons bring lethal release from existence
Go!
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The Apostle Thrall
04:28
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Upon the carcass of the old god
We gather where the dread shadows walk
We distort the wills of weak drones
Cathedrals built from the drones of the flock
Reapers stock the charnel chantry
Where the wretched pray to the void
The champion's sunken eyes sewn shut
The Apostle Thrall is deployed
Bow before the herald of despair
Evangelical deterioration
Follow and submit to the new conviction
Bound forever in eternal salvation
Believe in the messenger of the blight
This scripture scarred upon the husk
The words speak of cataclysms to come
The extinctions and the storms of dust
The raw power sealed within
The blind eyes of the emissary
Will be released upon the deaths of centuries
Your subversion is necessary
Bow before the herald of despair
Evangelical deterioration
Follow and submit to the new conviction
Bound forever in eternal salvation
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Necropolis March
08:08
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Gather in the trenches, gather one and all
Gather in the killing fields, to amass and gnaw upon the fortress walls
Here the flames of carnage burn the weakest of men
The bastards of a world designed to falter and break
We abolish the blasphemies of feeble flesh
My presence enervates all life within My wake
Here we lay the roots upon these cursed lands
Reclaiming the glory of the necrolords
The threads of fate and domination resonate through Me
My soldiers of bone shall march like puppets in hordes
From Necropolis they march in My name
My empire, My nation, they carry the flame
At My behest, arise the undead and restless
Marching as one for progress and conquest
Gather to the ruins, gather as the nations fall
Gather all the raw remains to bolster and build the stronghold walls
Here is where I've watched the mortal kings and queens
Plead before Me on bended knees
The decrepit and corrupt that lead the masses of minds
Like parasites they feed; they would defy our disease
There is no power here but Mine and no bargains to gain
No wealth among thralls that dwell among gibbets of rust
All minions shall be roused by the force of My will
Every corpse called upon the war to do as they must
From Necropolis they march in My name
My empire, My nation, they carry the flame
At My behest, arise the undead and restless
Marching as one for progress and conquest
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Terminals built upon the bulwarks
Massacre intruders to My domain
Zeppelins patrol the skies in prodigious arcs
Across this mausolean terrain
We dissect the land and its inhabitants in the name of My research
The sciences of arcane mysteries shall be revealed at last
Thus we shall assail, slay, and prevail against the tribes of mankind
And banish memories of freedom and mortality to the past
I, the sovereign Lich Queen, declare this world at war
Come heroes, creatures, and gods, for I am the one to abhor
My destiny etched in dragon's bones; who dares to challenge My reign?
I am the scion of life's bane
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