Nascent Nemesis - Chris Van Lit

Demise Belief   (lyrics&music-Van Lit)

Ahh the pain yes give it to me, it's the only thing that sets me free. The only thing that I dont understand, is why I don't smack you with the back of my hand. I am death, spawned from life, here to take a stand. Disturbing the burning and willing to die.

One day I'll see you coming, you wont even recognise me. I'll move so fast, I'll look like glass in obscurity. I'll chase you into the place where death's reality. Just like me, you'll meet your doom as slow as possibly.

Frenzied, lunatic, insanity. Make one see red, crazy as can be. Frenzied, lunatic, insanity. Make one see red, as far as eyes can see.

Sly smile, I open my eyes, it must be time to end your life. I dont know why you turn on me, I slash you with my scythe. You'll beat me down but I'll get up, your time is up you fucking chump!

Fight it or not I'll see that you rot. No matter or what. Demise belief. Run mother fucker!

Demise Belief!

  You’re Fucked  (music-Stacey,Van Lit, Howe. Lyrics-Kashyap)

A slave to sacrifice, every fucking day. Destroy the ones who will not shed blood.

Infinite – sleep at – The feet of deities cast in stone. Ancient – way of – Life feared to be blasphemy. Infinite – sleep at – The feet of deities cast in stone. Ancient – way of – Life feared to be blasphemy.

Blasphemy. Deity.

Intruders come from all around. Rape, pillage on sacred ground. Weapons are made of thunder. Body parts strewn asunder.

Crimson wake to quench the ashes. Defiant slaves shall crush the masters. Burning embers fall from the sky. Crumbling structures (collapse) into fire.

Jump into fire with me. Flailing bodies alight. Bodies alight. Bodies alight. Bodies alight. Jump into fire with me. Flailing bodies alight.

Ruthless.

Blasphemous – Deity. Brings them divinity. Annihilate to procreate. War shall facilitate. Unveiling atrocity. Decapitate the monarchy. Gods sent the war. Gods shall rule no more.

Ahhhh!

Deity. Blasphemy. Deity.

 (music&lyrics-Stacey)

I was borne but a slave to your gain – I rebel. I was torn from the grave what a shame – straight to hell. I was borne but a slave to your gain – I rebel. I was torn from the grave what a shame – straight to hell.

You were borne – pathetic peasant, mere boy – I could see. (But) through war you were more – conquered land (and) enemies. You were borne – pathetic peasant, mere boy – I could see. (But) through war you were more – conquered land (and) enemies.

I was borne but a slave to your gain – I rebel. I was torn from the grave what a shame – straight to hell. I was borne but a slave to your gain – I rebel. I was torn from the grave what a shame – straight to hell.

But on the – battle field, (where) iron meets the flesh. The only place – you call home, you greet your death. But on the – battle field, (where) iron meets the flesh. The only place – you call home, you greet your death.

Ahhh!

A pain endured, a lust fulfilled. My rage – rage is reborn. A dance with death, a sirens song. Rage!

 (lyrics-Kashyap. music-Van Lit)

Lurking in their lairs. Dining on the slaughter. When it’s time for doom. The cowards scatter. Run for cover. Watch yourself. Time for judgement. Turn the knife.

Slash away with your poison tongue. Try to hypnotise everyone. We shall not be led like sheep. So preach your shit in vain.

Scream, choke, fall.

Demons have gold in their eyes. Tell you what you want to hear. Revoke the sense of self. Obedience through bloody fear.

Sedated by such empty words. The truth is hard to see. Understand the voice inside. Crush the hierarchy.

Use the weapon of your mind. Destroy strategically. You must no longer hide. Start the anarchy.

Deny, defy, decay, destroy.

Distorted views. Oppressing you. Who you are. The enemy.

Oppressed from the start. People tell you what to do. Your skin rots away. Enemies all around the corpse.

(Music-Van Lit. lyrics-Kashyap)

Nascent Nemesis, eternally insane. Bodies dismembered in the crimson wake. Flesh is torn from head to toe. And the corpse left to rot.

Oh, Nascent Nemesis.

It’s all over.

Fires – will not subside. Rage – will engulf all. Skin – is etched away. And into sores – salt is poured.

Pain into pain to eternal agony. Eternal agony.

Creeping through the window. Shiny blade in hand. Standing over victims. Bow to its command. With no remorse. With no regret. Without hesitation. Screams are laid to rest.

Blade rings, blood spills. Blade rings, blood spills. Blade rings – Blood spills. Blade rings – Blood spills.

Filled with rage – Nascent Nemesis. Forged from hate – Internal conflict births a monster. Filled with rage – Nascent Nemesis. Forged from hate – Internal conflict births a monster. Filled with rage – Nascent Nemesis. Forged from hate – Internal conflict births a monster. Filled with rage – Nascent Nemesis. Forged from hate – Internal conflict births a monster. Filled with rage like no other. Internal conflict births a monster – filled with rage like no other. Internal conflict births a monster – filled with rage like no other. Filled with rage.

Dead.