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Acolytes

by Pagan

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sachavonkarl74 Turkey (the country) doesn't strike me as the typical place for a BM band, but Pagan has been around for a while, and this is a good EP with an interesting blend of blackened thrash and BM, resulting in a short, but intense journey through blasphemy and praise for the horned one. Reminiscent of Bewitcher, Lucifera and Vendul. Favorite track: Averse to His Minions.
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1.
Acolytes 05:13
Ichor In hoc signo vinces Godly vitals My servants, hark! Father O' hear my cry! Mother Embrace me with thy sublime light Carnal Divine Chaos Neophytes! The blade was cold and flesh was ripe Nescience Upon which they feed Infernal Devastation of the mankind Supreme Wielding the blood Eternal Sacrificing the disposable To know the inner secrets Of those who move beyond the realms of the unknown Into the precinct of fire Thus do we dedicate ourselves To your service and your commands We accept your guidance And your mighty power Father O' deceiver! Mother Shined on me with your whoredom Carnal Divine Chaos Acolytes! The blood was luscious Rejuvenate Nescience Upon which they feed Infernal Devastation of the mankind Supreme Wielding the blood Eternal Sacrificing the disposable From the midst of distant nebulae Humming to the minds of frail mankind Eons of existence Deep into our slumber now
2.
Sword in hand, storming through the land, we give no quarter no flight Churches in flames, temples ablaze, their ashes to the sky Hordes on march, banners up high, a hymn through the land Driving the stake of heathendom into the hearts of man When the star of the heathens shine It's the sign for the hordes to ride Ride As the fake gods wither and die The Elder Gods shall rise tonight Enemies slain, the clergy in pain, our march has no remorse The fake god on the cross, prophets of old, taken down one by one Vengeance for the gods, will be paid in steel, until there’s no witness left The gleaming justice of heathendom, will be driven through their neck When Cross and the Crescent burn It’s a sign for the cult to rise Rise Victory shall be ours tonight It’s the sign of the Heathen Cult
3.
A solemn whisper, a dying breath, his name sealed Figures drawn, arcane wisdom, forgotten aeons A hand whimpers, deathly pale, rigid and foul A wind gathers, into a gale, that petrifies the soul The pace quickens, a deadly march on the frozen tundra To reach the summit, to raise the flag, to mark the triumph A deep crevice, dimly lit, the hoard of the god unborn A hoarse silence, signifies the coming (of the utmost storm) Crescent ! Arise ! Witness the crimson bleeding sky Banners up high Lord of whispers testify Crescent ! Arise ! Yours will be done tonight Banners up high Time of sword and axe is nigh Glorify the horned one Our sacred testimony will reveal His presence as God For aeons to come

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released March 1, 2024

Recorded at Studio Jam Session between September 14-16, 2022
Mixed and mastered by Erhan Kabakçı
Produced by Pagan
Cover artwork by Kevin Murphy
Layout design by Lisa Mari Balik
Photography by Joel Leang
Logo by Christophe Szpajdel

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Uncompromising Black Metal since 1995.

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