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"Book of the dead, pages bound in human flesh Feasting the beast, from the blood the words were said I am unseen, dreamt the sacred passage aloud Trapped in a dream of the Necronomicon"
"Out of my mind into a world between In search of the ancient artistry Lord Kur, before your sword I see The house of death is opening Hanging from their primal sleep Forbidden to be seen Spirit of the elder gods Are dead but must live on Still to life but yet they breathe Dead but dreaming..."
"Life has no meaning, unyielding obsession Grasping at strings of a life I once knew Death by my own hands, achieving objective Blade to my throat, I calmly greet death In Hell I burn, my faith is sustained In Hell I burn again In Hell I burn, no questions remain In Hell I burn for Satan Opened eyes dream, unheavenly torture Raping the world of the dead Burning in Hell and viewing the unseen Satisfying feasting of flesh [...] Master it's true My promise I have kept Fulfillment of the prophecies The deity is dead"
"Burning I bleed, unholy incision Mark of the beast, behold the trifixion"
"If there is a hell, Deicide are destined to become its permanent house band in a move not dissimilar to Celine Dion's long-standing gig at Caesar's Palace."
"Though few would accuse Deicide of having pop sensibilities, there was something fun and catchy about them. This is in part thanks to Glen Benton's vocals; individual words are barked out, retaining the evil vibe, and the staccato delivery builds tension before breaking it back down with chaotic guitar solos."
"Deicide’s riffs are monstrously listenable for something so blasphemously eardrum-grinding, and the straight-from-hell vocals are entertaining for the seasoned listener but will still scare the shit out of your neighbors — and that’s why we all love death metal to begin with, right?"
"Deicide are one of the bands that made it easier for me to understand what death metal is. As weird as it may sound, some of their songs are really accessible, with catchy choruses."
"This is music Lucifer would love."
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei außer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!