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Conclamatum Est

by Antiquus Scriptum (Por)

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"Eu, O Misantropo..." Eu sou o anjo do desespero o anjo sujo, o adverso tenho asas de dragão e o flagelo é a minha dádiva. Em meus olhos perdura o ódio em minha boca a blasfemia meus chifres sustentão o fogo eterno na minha mão esquerda trago o septro infernal. Eu sou a impuridade... Eu sou o mal. Neste lugar inóspito neste sombrio lugar efémero e espúrio esquemático o pensar. Por recusar os desígnios de Deus e suas leis odiar vou construindo um mundo só meu Eu, o filho do mal... ... O filho do mal... Mago e feiticeiro injucundo, vivo na solidão minha magia é negra quando eu morrer, que arda o meu caixão! Se a demência é a minha companheira ando com ela pela mão enigmático este meu universo diabólica a minha criação... ... A minha criação... Sou o rei do imperante Inverno faço do grito a minha triste e penosa palavra acabarei no mais horrendo inferno onde Satanás espera em chamas pela minha pobre alma. Sou cavaleiro do apocalipse Sou guerreiro da noite negra, negra de eclipse a minha vida só a mim pertence Eu, misantropo para todo o sempre seja qual a vida que eu viver! Credit se cantare posse et inimicos laudat sive consilio deorum hoc poetae nomen... ... Vere sapiens dixit id quod utile videbatur neque erat... Eu, o misantropo no inferno tenho o meu lugar A vida é um sopro E sozinho quero estar. Este meu lado de pura impertinência Não se limita a saciar A tão vulgar fome de sentimento insexual, vou amar... ... Insexual vou amar... Desadorno e rispidez oculta sabedoria perdi eu a timidez? Perdi eu a alegria? E então de quando em vez chega aqui a luz do dia Mas não sou como o comum dos mortais Era a noite que eu queria... ... Era a noite que eu queria... Alfredo Keil : A Portuguesa (Hino Nacional Português) Música: Alfredo Keil Letra: Henrique Lopes de Mendonça Heróis do mar, nobre povo, Nação valente, imortal, Levantai hoje de novo O esplendor de Portugal! Entre as brumas da memória, Ó Pátria sente-se a voz Dos teus egrégios avós, Que há-de guiar-te à vitória! Às armas, às armas! Sobre a terra, sobre o mar, Às armas, às armas! Pela Pátria lutar Contra os canhões marchar, marchar!
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"Manitou (Venom)" Across infernal wastelands many miles of sunburnt hell Tribes are scattered limbs And dust all laying as they fell. Open lies the challenge to all warriors now men let the spirits guide the winds until Manitou ascends. Manitou... Watch the unseen burial eclipse the blazing skies feast the wings of death with Manitou the soul shall vie. Distant beats the wardance echo screams out liberty patience stalks the crow white man's scalp brings victory. Manitou... Mighty be the powers of the old medicine man whispers of his raindance flow across the desert sands. Guardian of the elder spirit summoning the storm awaiting his arrival Manitou of flesh is born. Manitou...
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"Dethroned Emperor (Celtic Frost)" See the portal, gate to madness locked forever in a veil of shame. Deny extraction - Thirst for disgrace watch his break - The emperor is killed. Light of the day - Shadows from beyond scaffold of steel - The throne has gone. Dethroned emperor... The foot of the stairs, dimension in might the king sits, his eyes are glass. Growing of the small - The laughter's fall can you deny - Remaining cries? Descent of the lords - Into the trap existence and hate - Unseen gate. Dethroned emperor...
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"Skeletons Of Society (Slayer)" Minutes seem like days since fire ruled the sky the rich became the beggars and the fools became the wise. Memories linger in my brain burning from the acid rain a pain I never have won. Nothing here remains no future and no past no one could foresee the end that came so fast. Hear the prophet make his guess that paradise lies to the west so join his quest for the sun. Shades of death are all I see fragments of what used to be. The world slowly decays destruction fills my eyes harboring the image of a spiraling demise. Burning winds release their fury simulating judge and jury drfiting flurries of pain. Deafening silence reigns as twilight fills the sky eventual supremacy as daylight waits to die. Darkness always calls my name a pawn in this recurring game humanity going insane. Shades of death are all I see skeletons of society. Shades of death are all I see fragments of what used to be. Fragments of what use to be Skeletons of society. Minutes seem like days corrosion fills the sky morbid dreams of anarchy brought judgment in disguise. Memories linger in my brain life with nothing more to gain perpetual madness remains. Shades of death are all I see skeletons of society. Shades of death are all I see fragments of what used to be. Fragments of what use to be Skeletons of society.
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"Futuro Nuclear (Psycoma)" O que pensas que vai ser a tua vida amanhã? A tua vida, a minha vida estão prestes a acabar! Porque há homens que não sabem, o perigo que corremos numa guerra nuclear... ... Vai, luta, grita, protesta pela tua vida!!!
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"Sententious Despicable (The Invertebrate)" Life? Death? All is despicable!!!
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"Philosophy Of Negativity (Mordaça)" (Let’s talk a little about philosophy...) Perceive around you, what do you see? There are things that simply doesn’t change! Filled to repletion of negativity gorged and turgid I am! To deceive, to mislead is your philosophy your are building a world that I hate! Your crooked ideas are not for me you try to obstruct what I have in my throat. Philosophy of negativity, a world of insane rules is your degree. Fear, insecurity, Away from your schemes I fight to be free Of whom is the hatred, of whom is the intent to wound all those weaked minds? You act as superior but you live indigent disappointment is what you may find. Your sacred machines are building technology That slowly is making us collide don’t ask me how can I scratch just to live your ignorance won’t let you see what I feel inside. Philosophy of negativity, a world of insane rules is your degree. Fear, insecurity, Away from your schemes I fight to be free. You are on your knees deep in shit!!!
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Original album 2010, released by Pesttanz Klangschmiede (Vegvisir Distribution) (Ger) in Pro CD limited to 1.000 copies in deluxe digipack. Out in tape format with different cover art as well through several labels.

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released July 1, 2010

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Antiquus Scriptum Almada, Portugal

Antiquus Scriptum is a pagan black metal band, w/ thrash metal, folk and ambiental influences, that rises from Portugal and held by Sacerdos Magus since the distant winter of 1998... Six original full-length albums, so far, and a great pile of parallel (physical) releases through several labels around the world! Submerged on the bloody pages of ancient history, mithology, etc... BEWARE!! ... more

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