Neron Kaisar - Torch of Humbled (Official Lyrics Video) video free download

Band: Neron Kaisar

Album: Madness of the Tyrant

Genre: Symphonic Black Metal

Country: Russia

Year: 2013

Get it here:

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* https://myspace.com/neronkaisar

* http://www.last.fm/music/Neron+Kaisar

* http://vk.com/neronkaisar_offical

* https://soundcloud.com/neron-kaisar-official

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Second full-length album Neron Kaisar - "Madness of the Tyrant". Mixing and mastering made in Swedish studio NECROMORBUS Studio (Watain, Merrimack, Setherial ...) under the hands of Tore Stjerna.

Album concerned with the transformation of the inner world of one of the bloodiest and brightest sovereigns in the history of mankind!

First team Neron Kaisar: Bastard (vocal), Varvar (bass), BlastHate (drums), Exilis (guitar), OldMan (keyboards).

Vocals, which also took part guests of Demether (Grailight, ex-Arcane Grail), Arsafes (Kartikeya) and Aina (Blackthorn).

Cover-art painted by a talented graphic designer Alexander Tartsus.

Tracklist of upcoming album:

I. Profound's Begotten

II. Mother of the Beast

III. Sage Of Evil

IV. Fall of Light

V. Madness of the Tyrant

VI. A Perfect Saturnalia of Vice

VII. Executors

VIII. Torch of Humbled

IX. The Cursed

Members:

Bastard - vocals;

Exilis - guitar;

North - guitar;

Old Man - keyboards;

BlastHate - drums;

Varvar - bass guitar.

Lyrics:

When morning comes, that you await...

Praetorians wake with anger in hearts!

Into the lattice lions' trapped...

Craftsmen have hammered torture's arts!

Damnatio ad bestias!

The day will come, and you're again

In search of food upon the streets

Not knowing that you're under looks

Of darkness' soldiers sniffing shit!

Discipulus est prioris posterior dies

Evening, entering the threshold,

Shall not grant you welcome rest,

March against the weak a-thunder...

Eyes and ears' full of pest!

And the night shall not release you,

Pray your god, but beasts will start

Tear your bodies and disease you...

You are scum, you're gashed apart!

Ubi omnis vita metus est, mors est optima

You were hiding in the dark,

Served your idol, but the torch

Quenched by twilight's deadly spark,

Scream when seeing burning church!

Dogs of War -- against the holy! Burn and cut!

You ask for mercy? Hit the dust and choke with blood!

Every soldier sweats in armour and they not overshot...

Legends of the humbled shall turn to useless dirt!

And skins from animals are torn to make your festal clothes!

Your lives are doomed, and death is smelled by pack of hungry dogs!

Coliseum's before you, and there's no futile hope!

Diabolical revenge roars from the stands and top!

Exitus letalis

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