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D.V.C.: "Descendant Upheaval" – 1989

энциклопедия: D.V.C.

Состав группы:

  • Alain Rodgers – бас
  • Todd Thompson – ударные
  • Parker Knapp – вокал, гитара
  • Glenn Lawhon – вокал, гитара

D.V.C.: "Descendant Upheaval" – 1989

Композиции:

  1. Cranium Overture
  2. Mortal Constrictor
  3. Eve Angel
  4. Mourning Sun
  5. Embalmed In Stone
  6. Devious Circus
  7. Concentrated Hate
  8. Descendant Upheaval
  9. Bow Of Mortis
  10. South Side Dirthead
  11. Gluttonious Fiend / Resume Aggression
  12. Big Bong Hits
  13. Licentious Abandon
  14. Devouring Volvulous Corpses

Лирика

1. Cranium Overture

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2. Mortal Constrictor

Drink the fire of birth know
To animate Flesh is fatal swim
The ocean of blood ride the wake
Of time to your maker

Living are brought to his glorious face
And given a drop from the sea
Dying are brought to eternal embrace
Escorted by chromatic steeds

Drink the fire of birth know
To animate Flesh is fatal swim
The ocean of blood ride the wake
Of time to your maker

3. Eve Angel

Decapitated mistress will weep
Crimson on the black of your soul
Shadows on the stage of your sleep
Transfixtion by the haunts overthrow

Joyous as the orbiting wind
Free from labyrinths that enfold
Enlightenment escaping your grasp
Now resting as most ancient of stones

Lurk beneath the fog
Blind to what you seek
Dark echoes resound past
Will not release

Mountainous force eclipse
Sight of divinity
Bound to mortals fate
Damned to mystery

Decapitated mistress will weep
Crimson on the black of your soul
Shadows on the stage of your sleep
Transfixtion by the haunts overthrow

4. Mourning Sun

Morning sun grieves the earth,
Crying witches release their work.
A friend they shared, lost to death
Born to life, we haven't met.
Clean the crystal, looking glass darkness,
Feeds the growing mass fires
Are kindled throughout the forest,
Horns are blown to lead the lifeless.
My soul is scattered by the evening world
This dust is what dreams have become
When shall we be settled?
Alas the morning sun
Suspended within the space of self
A cherub's wings, these treasures melt
Onto earth Where I once dwelt
Grope the air as I transcend
Inside ourselves no man can touch
The mindfulness we need so much
Affirmation I exist!
The dead lost to the bliss of age.

Excel in contemplation on the spirit within
Mindfulness lives in the air we breath in
Meditation realized relaxation, mind
And perception the voices of the rising tide.

In the path of the storm no man shall conquer
The spirit of death memories are your to share

Death is the stage between our sleep
Inner sanctum, life within

5. Embalmed In Stone

See the sky, sun, wings of the lord
Don't want to die, run, fear is restored
You have a brain, meat, how does it feel
One step beyond the end of life
Cannot be real

Your blood is stone
Your flesh is bone
The air is smoke
Life was a joke

The earth is round
Your mind is flat
Worship the ground
Dance to the cat

Stalker circles downward souls wings
Eclipse chapel of the dead silence
Kingdom of creations froze veil of sleep
Helpless to the beast of doom

6. Devious Circus

Nightwind eternities mirth,
Sunlight eternities dream
Vessel it must manifest,
Cranium guarding the gleam
Power the spirit en masse,
Captor of all thought alone
Weary the flesh will retire,
But what will become of the soul

There stood a god of stone
Beneath the lonely sky did it crumble
Deep into the ground
Merging with the bone
Uniting with the blood of its people
Soon to be reborn
Atmospheric fate
Pray for silent guards intervention
Above the mortal shape

Flee between the falling stars
Collect the holy mind
To germinate the child

Power reproducing light
To spawn the noble hope
The nemesis despise

Nightwind eternities mirth,
Sunlight eternities dream
Vessel it must manifest,
Cranium guarding the gleam
Power the spirit en masse,
Captor of all thought alone
Weary the flesh will retire,
But what will become of the soul

7. Concentrated Hate

We live in a world of
Concentrated hate,
Worshiping death and destruction
Life is dead, hell is a stake
Never did you think
Of him the judge
Who you'll face freed from hell
The demons will discharge

Their warm embrace cast into
One pit of death and hell
You will die, ascend
Death they that dwell
Upon the earth
Their dead sons lie in tons
Power over waters,
To turn them to blood

We have finished testimony
The beast ascendeth
Out of the bottomless pit
He shall overcome death

Neither repented they of their murders
Neither for their sorceries
Neither repented they of their fornication
Neither for their thefts

The angel stood upon the sea and earth
Lifted his wings unto god's heaven swore
By him who liveth forever, who created therein

8. Descendant Upheaval

Death fuck the virgin below aggressor heed no man's wishes
Fear draws them deeper inside the one who gave them superstition
Cross for the slaughter to come soon to uphold its incision
Flame in the temple is black extinguished by his apparition

Mortal's dream is lost
Forgot below the throne
Inverted angels spread
Wrath possess the earth

The force of life, the power of death, flesh that binds us
Some give their souls damned to the whole spawning nightmare
Flee to the sky the usher replies doomed forever exploding
In hell, ascending to bliss pig's blood is draining

Intense is the agony, glutton descends on the earth
Rape of mortality, demon is planted for birth now
That you've fallen into the pit of your soul
The fire descends, the earth commence to implode

Death fuck the virgin below aggressor heed no man's wishes
Fear draws them deeper inside the one who gave them superstition
Cross for the slaughter to come soon to uphold its incision
Flame in the temple is black extinguished by his apparition

9. Bow Of Mortis

Flowers of filth and flesh,
Dwell until you're dead
Rise forth from the rot,
Once below forgotten
Form spring from the ground,
Rise from corpse that fell
Scream oh strings of flesh,
Caress my bow of death

Nucleus of hate,
Crypt of insane capture
Prince of tainted blood,
Thieve the dream of death
Sleep in the orgasm of horror,
Awaken perceiver of light
As not of the beginning,
To never foresee the end

Spring forth forms from the ground,
Possess your lair
Entombment of your flesh,
Horizons despair
Dust soon falls to the earth,
To rise again
Forgot blood that once stained,
Now blackened sands

10. South Side Dirthead

(инструментал)

11. Gluttonious Fiend / Resume Aggression

Masters in chapel at head of the stone
Decrepit mutilations imbed in the throne
Hunt for the crucifiers death will atone
Blasphemous sacrament, all is unknown

Fuel the fire born in the sky
Into the sun where we'll never die
Aftermath epitaph,
The surface has fell fall to your hell
Lost lair of nightmare
Look to the ground or the dead
Will be born holocaust
Mind is lost the fire now
Burns in your soul

Hurling through portals of time yet unseen
hHis presence announceth by chorus of screams
Phsical possession by toll fo a hell
Eternal tasks of torture, your own seat in hell

We dispose and regulate myopic celestial saints
Reducing them to mindless waste discharging
Fiercely at once back into this godforsaken haven of no account
On tombs they lie, communion's table the flesh
We offer is ripe bow and behold the lord of aggression
Pummelling amomg his blackest wings

12. Big Bong Hits

Big Bong Hits

13. Licentious Abandon

A thousand came to the people's temple never to return
Unto the shores of reality where their fool made them homes.
Travelling deep in jungle of lies a tropic guyana paradise
Serving lord that they loved tonight they sleep in hell.

Time to create the holocaust your life is not worth his cause
to drink of his elixir now lay down and perish

As you start to die the weary flesh is mine licentious abandon saturn
Alia of blood annihilations past. Who owns your soul?

Stolen from the lord zombies lie dead in the son
I possess you now, can you stand death in hell?
Can you feel the flames burning deep in your soul?

14. Devouring Volvulous Corpses

(инструментал)

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