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Yelbegen (Introduction)
03:00
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2. |
Sacrilege
06:30
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Everything Collapses
All around me
Tragedy of betraying brothers,
I feel no shame
The war liberation,
I see no future
Within our time
A brigand's response
Shall set the mind apart
Your entity will doom us
Hate the belief
Hate his soul
Awake the fierce
A blaze revealed
The whole existence
On the day of nights
Come to my aid
In the shadows we seek
On the snow,
I praise the blood
There shalt be peace
Which crawls to the trees
Caught within its dreams
Could not be achieved with a hiss
Though I keep myself
Out of their grief talks
Brutish nature of the conceited
Cold world breezes
The heat contaminates
Sacrilege the light
From the heart of Leviathan
The summoning of Ahab
He hunts the dreams
He chants my merry dreams
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3. |
Humanize
05:02
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Every day you look
For the things
That you create
And you destroy
They will never be yours
By the right you own,
You own them.
Death to the existence
All hail the quintessence
Stained beings,
Abolish them
Get rid of them
Walk away to the place
Where you eventually find peace
Or stay and fight
Gather your strength
We, legions usurp
Awe to the man
Bring me the darkest void
I shall dwell within
Look after for the primal
Thus it will terrorize the prevalent
To humanize
The ultimate transformation
Would start
Return to your roots
Wouldn't you meet your quintessence?
To humanize
Humanize...
Humanize...
Guard the beast!
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4. |
Obscure is The Human
04:47
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Martyr of Oppression
Has realized the matter
I cannot sleep
My bed burns
All those masses
Will be the darkness
And there is a
Night inside me
That never dawns
Derived concepts
Have forced by the mind
The atmosphere, gloom
The things we see
Will oppress and bore us
All the southern pest
Vanishes from the thought
Then the solution
Leads us to the essence
Whence the story
Cannot be told at present
Neglection, denial, restrain
Now is upon us
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5. |
Blood Moon
04:45
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The blood moon is upon us
A red spot in the sky
Touches my being of murk
Yet, it still penetrates me
Shadows and clouds of
Nihilistic essence
It still obsess me
While the enmity takes over
As november awaits
The frozen moon becomes
Blushed and gory
Far away from these lands
Fathers and sons are cold
Whom given the promise of heat
By all boasters
I call them to my winter
Full of banished
Disgust, blasphemy and power
Aaah blame me,
But while you stand
Look upon, in the havens
Face the blood moon
There is a crescent
Within the one
That is frozen
It kills the existence of it
With fearsome sounds
Shouting, suffering, dissolve
Unite us,
To destruction
A mighty spot in my mind
Clarifies my being of murk
Yet, it still enrages me
Horror and Serenity of
The disorder
It still obsess me
While the enmity takes over
As our mother is dying
We have been too kind
To those who are killing the planet
We have been
Inexcusably, unforgivably, insanely kind
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6. |
Becoming The Reality
06:08
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Despair of Demise
Shall bring no harm at all
Fulfill the quest
Before they hunt you down again
How could you even think
That this is supposed to be
The dawn of your fucking faith
And your crooked morality
Instead of the awereness
Of the nothingness
You chose to relieve yourself
Raging Spirit of I
Clown of the madness
And the instincts of you
Waiting for the time for arise
And then you talk
With the universe and all
Beings of inhuman
Cloak the filth of you
And somehow you survive
Keep living
Regardless of the sin
All you've wanted
Becomes the Truth
The truth, the reality
The reality
All you have wanted
Becomes the truth
The truth, the reality
The reality itself
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7. |
Pest From The South
07:00
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Breeze, cold, metal
The essence of the true
My urge is eternal
To birching the southern fever
Can't it be more morbid?
Shrine in the dark
And the freak
Obduracy is my fate
Lost the way
When will you murder me?
I cannot wait...
Broken hordes
Stray around,
Looking for warm blood and
You know that
They're going to break you
Crisis, fever, mayhem
If not now, when?
Raids, murder, confusion
Into your contemporary minds
Suffer, grief, cold steel
For your organized lives
The evil inside you
Will reveal
Your, the real, yourself
Primitive, hungry and violent
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Ohol Yeg Ankara, Turkey
A one man Black Metal project from Ankara,Turkey. All processes of composing, writing lyrics, recording, mixing, mastering,
designing etc. is done by Sazakan, none of them includes any involvement of studios nor "professionals".
-Sazakan (All instruments)
Do not hesitate to contact me regarding any issue.
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