Prolonged Active Antagonism

by Claymore

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released September 20, 2008

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Track Name: Gift of Hate
My soul is burning like obscene,
Created an annihilating machine!
The soul is burning like obscene
And you never make it like you quit the scene, my queen!
I can never follow you like shadow at war.
I will never comply but my twin abhor!

When she is hurt and scared for so long
Her fear and pain just turn to hate.
To hate, to hate!

And hate made the world go wrong…
For so long it went wrong.
Not worth an old song,
Resemblance is so strong.

Thousands slavish prayers for her death
In the night when rivers growl.
Unsacred music stops her breath,
Gives the fright, with laughter howls!
The stream will flow…

So pure and delicate like your skin, my hatred, my queen!
The soul is burning like obscene
And you never make a fire when you quit the scene!
Some must rule, some obey!
But slaves lie frayed and go insane when I ablaze.
Weaver the endless fear portrays in haze!

Generations lived beneath black skies…
I’ve listened to her advice – now I despise!
So wise!

Thousands slavish prayers for her death
In the night when rivers growl!
Unsacred music stops her breath,
Gives the fright, with laughter howls!
The stream will flow!

Slaves of putrid shred they shall remain,
Without remorse besmirch her name!
When your hair, my queen, about blew,
Composition necessarily transmitted to dew
A gift of hate!
Track Name: Master of Wishes
To make a plea for the master’s assistance
I have traveled quite a long distance.
My land was bred ill blood,
Viciously surrounded by the clouds scud!

Endless nights were spent
For our brave warrior to lament.

All I left before I left,
They stare in disbelief.
I feel forlorn of mortal grief!
To them I should have cleft,
But chose the theft and left!

A blight upon them cast - thunderstorms in blast,
Forgotten they shall die - never reach the sky!
No one hears their cry, my folk were cut off dead!
The enemy is now my ally!

Before the hail the sun burnt in blue and black!
I never thought I will never come back…

And now they pray consumed with dread.
I stood in front of the king,
When he cut my wing.

To incarnate is what I yearn
And for my deed I shall burn!
Then, when into existence I spring,
He made me wear his ring!

I felt the guilt of black desire.
It’s like my soul, it is on fire!
I demand my my attire!
To be higher I require!

To make a plea for the master’s assistance
I have traveled quite a long distance.
After our encounter I became his tributary.
It is how the roof these pillars carry.
Track Name: Near Death Experience
For my demise I shall rise to kill the beast,
When I hear the steps of the defeat!

But he is now to fall,
Slowly decay on my soul,
To share my destiny, to flee and bleed!
I feel the power of my seed!

When these two worlds collide,
I feel like dead inside
Throughout time!

Where the tunnel dark inside,
Behind the ignorance of night,
There my wound was open wide!

We're back in time and then we met.
I thought he is already dead!
As like as two peas,
As turbulent as water in the heavy sea…

In my past and resurrection
I saw my own son's putrefaction!
Penetrated by the screams of the sky, I lie.

It was trying to rain…
If I could only feel his pain!

A hungry wolf showed me the way.
Adrenaline flew like wine,
For I killed that son of mine,
Subconsciously consumed by the wrath of gods!

I felt they've suffered all my grief.
I feel like dead inside,
When these two worlds collide!
I am already blind!

Is this the thing I've fought for trough my entire life?
I know, divine… It’s easy to defy!
Behind the mask of corruption I consent,
To power of immortals we don't need to tend!

I play death with my mind!

If you could only feel the pain,
You'll feel like dead inside,
When these two worlds collide!
We all are blind!
Track Name: Dying in a Dream
Follow me! Reach my mind!
Scared shadows just force a smile…

After dusk the twilight dies!
It's when I take the stars from the night.
Feelings went to start a fight,
Where the sunshine kills the cry!

They fly away…

I fall from a great height
To make sure I have the strength of mind.
I am falling from the great sky!

Beggars try to reach these minds
But the clouds hide my crimes,
While the moon these invites!

Their cries can still be heard!
For me remain below the earth…
"Kill for his resurrection!”

But so many crops, I fell asleep,
Never to return to life.
I have died!

I saw myself… I hit the dead pale ground.
Everyone must know I will soon hold my mound!

Yet, forsaken, my path is set.
It's on the other side I'll be seeing you.
Yet, forsaken, my path's a threat!
Even when I go, I'll be watching you!

To rest as in their grave I lie buried.
To find the way you have to follow me!
I can't wait, follow me! Follow me!

I've been crowned!

Scared shadows forced a smile and flied away.
They don't bleed for life, they die!
Track Name: Built to Kill
A nameless scorn was born,
Loathsome scorn of ill fame!
In my flesh is a thorn…
I saw the ever burning flame.

I can control myself no more!
All I see is never-ending war!

Kneel or die! Of property deny!
To the defeat you should submit,
Or even suicide commit!
Of no delay praise me and admit:

You bow to my every wish!
Devoted you will die!
Pondering over things you have already said…
A cloak you should be wearing blood-red!

Glowering dead, the sun is frozen
And new idol now is chosen!

They never had dreams - only nightmares.
I am the ghosts that don’t go away by means fair!

A nameless scorn was born
Loathsome scorn of ill fame…
In my flesh is a thorn.
I saw the ever burning flame.

You're already dead
And you are no threat!

Life lost its relish
For those who cherished it!
I am the bringer of pain!
Fierce fears are my gain!

Glowering dead, the sun is frozen
And new feeder now is chosen!
Track Name: Centuries of Chaos
We flee in terror and the wind dismays
For soon will bring us to the end of days!
Tinkle near, the dead, they scout about.
To put them to rout I went full tear!

Sprinkle fear and seeds will pout!
And the winds will fray when the trees around array,
Glowing stars and loneliness, abandonment, despair…
Like all the rage in its acridness

Beats the heart of one who is brave to declare he was there!
Shiver the ones who care beneath the thunder’s blare to err!
But beats the heart of ones who never have been enslaved!

Brawling streams of blood
Have covered all the mud
Near the brook around the castle,
Build by terror-stricken vassals.

About the hassle there were books…
But no one cares look these that no one read.
Their might and glory won’t be spread!
Forever dead!

Boring noises the gates open,
New order has begun!
When the fallen died there,
Cried the ones who dare!

Unleash the chain,
I never saw their eyes complain!
No prayer saved
The loss of hollows here engraved.

I am the new heir,
The fallen never shall forget!
I am the new heir!
The fallen never shall forget!
It’s time and we have already met!

I threw the forgotten old book,
That no one came closer with dread to look.
I drew a sigh, my composure shook,
As I threw the forgotten old book near the brook!
Glowing stars and loneliness, abandonment, despair…
Like all the rain in this bitterness
Beats my heart for I am the one that is brave to declare I was there!
I am dead!

I flee in terror, the wind dismays
And it had brought me to the end of days.
Tinkle near, the dead, I scout about.
To put them to rout I went full tear,
I sprinkle fear, I seethe and pout!
Track Name: Holy Terror
As my neophyte,
Where have you been?
Why have you fled away?
When should I begin?

Bristly rascal cursed and wretched!
Brat obnoxious, turn to be Jesuit!

Where have you been?
Why have you fled away?
When should I begin to spin?

Through carved out eyes one stares upon another,
The face turned to the left not just to bother.

But I kill the snake playfully mischievous,
A holy terror delirious!
Where are my bleeders, I have my feeders
Ready to leave the steeple,
Remains mysterious!?

Like rats you are running,
I find your lines so cunning.
Masses will be soon by me denied!

Through carved thin ice one stares upon another,
The face turned to the left not just to bother.

Forgotten I lie, all sleeps.
I cannot even hear the steps of their feet.
Trampling the dust instead
Of waking up the dead!

Where are my bleeders?
Why won’t they pray?
So many leaders
Have fallen prey!

Forgotten I lie, all sleeps.
I cannot even hear the steps of their feet.
Trampling the dust instead
Of waking up the dead!
Track Name: My Personal War
Lonely wanderers who cannot sleep
Seek the blind spot deep.
Wash your hands in sin,
My grin you have seen.

Forgive me, mother, I have lost!
I cannot stop the holocaust!
I grew faint!

I see the fear they cast into my eyes
And their bliss I despise!
Born in bleakness, prolonged active antagonism,
Deprived by their belligerent weakness and skepticism!

Despite their shy uniqueness I will live!
Mutual predators attack
And contribute to my ill will.
These I slash and kill with apparent ease!

Walking empty field…
Fight went shier on the battlefield.
Forgotten time has come…
Enmity has made corruption possible again, again!

They all know depression
That is not followed by regression.
Sense went down the hurricane,
When our leader lost his cane!

Born in bleakness, prolonged active antagonism,
Deprived by their belligerent weakness!

Mutual predators attack
And contribute to my ill will!
Smash and burn their forgotten seal!

Those of you, who cannot bleed,
Taste my blood, indeed.
Those of you, who cannot kill,
Nightmares burnt they feel!

Only wanderers who cannot sleep
Reach the blind spot deep!
Wash your hands in sin!
It’s all my grin you’ve seen!
Track Name: Mental Hell
Since then I have to bring a flower like a curse…
All these moments lost in time reversed!
It's getting worse!

I won't walk alone tonight.
It is the light so white and bright
Trying that another action!
Misery was satisfaction…
Distraction follows my reaction!

All these scenes I have to witness
Inevitably shatter my fitness.
I have lost my mind!
What is there behind I cannot find!

I fetch my breath in disgust
Where it hides below the dust!
I can't believe…
This is mental hell!

There, in the internal flame,
I can see the one to blame!
It does not recall any memories
Of how wrong is there was glimmer.

Good riddance of forgotten tale…
Myself, the lighthouse and the gale!

I've seen so many faces,
I have been to many places…
I threw the flower with disgrace
For we all fall in her embrace!

Forlorn of myself up to brace
And my inner fear I retrace.
She picked it up and disappeared!
Later I forgot everything feared!

Since then I have to throw a flower like a curse!
All these moments seem to me rehearsed!
It's getting even worse, even worse… rehearsed!
Track Name: Warriors of Claymore
Used to be deprived, their promise now revoked.
These are short-lived, senses now provoked…

Only one, they say, survived,
In his home heralds have arrived.
A hope they brought, revived,
A plot has been contrived!

When darkness sweeps the land,
He has the weapon in the hand.
Now he stands!

Two yellow roses everyone's received
For their mothers that once felt grieved.
To raise the pride with laugh that hollows
And tear the fear that follows,

He brings sorrow to these lands
And leads the enemies of our ancestor's wants!
He is coming to disturb the piece,
Bestow honors on these.

Coming from behind,
Fall with you into disgrace,
This is how he ran his race!
As a nightmare of ice,
Despiteful believed forgotten lies, lies, lies...

I can fell the poison climbing though his veins
And that's all that remains for his disdains.

To raise the pride with laugh that hollows
And tear the fear,
I bow my head with love that shallows
But don't raise a tear…

Hidden beneath the march of shadows
I cry! He came to die, hear my cry!

After darkness swept the land,
He lost the weapon in the sand,
So now he cannot stand!
We’ll stand!

Glumness lost inside a flower,
Gnarled face I see every hour…
Prophecies clash…

I fall to kiss the land
Of my ancestors - the warriors of claymore!

Ugly trees, bleed for these,
There was not a gentle breeze!
In that shivering cold by a sage old
I was told he was sold!
And I fold, I fall

To kiss the land of my ancestors,
The warrior’s descendants.