Liber ZarZax CD Listenable Records '01 The Reading (Zarzax Unto Zax) Heading for Holocaust Colosseum of Blood Hell At Last Ritually Slaughtered for Satan Feeding Flesh to the Vortex Conjuration for Choronzon Speech of the Serpent Committed to Hell  Fornicating the Nazarene  Dead Black Nucleus

Liber ZarZax is produced by CENTURIAN. Engineered, Mixed & Mastered by Berthus Westerhuys. Drums Engineered by Peter de Koster. Recorded April-June 2001 at Franky's Recording Kitchen, The Netherlands.

All Music & Lyrics written by CENTURIAN.

Cover Artwork by Jacek Wisniewsky. Lay-out by Jacek Wisniewsky and CENTURIAN.

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CENTURIAN - The Reading (ZarZax Unto Zax)

 

I am All and Nothing

Deformed and formless

Disembodied

Prepared for Death

 

I fall into the darkest sky

Into madness and beyond

I end the earth and its feeble gods

Never to return

 

Bonds of reason torn to shreds

Laws and logic scattered

Untie my Self from time and place

From doctrines of existence

 

Blasting forth, as Æthyrs burn

This fleshless body of hate

I ascend above the heavens

Far beyond god

 

ZarZax unto Zax

Back into the Abyss

 

Zazas Zazas Nasatanada Zazas

 

Serpents whirling at my side

Blazing in full fury

The realm of Chaos welcomes me

Ready to devour

 

Into the Womb, that I may become

The Avatar, mindless and void

To strike at creation from every dimension

Absorb my killing

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CENTURIAN - Heading for Holocaust

 

Born to undo

God and his brood

Born to bring down

Father and Son

 

The Agitator

Breeding disorder

The Death of god

And the End of the World

Am I

 

Unbound under possession

Hungering for the kill

I know only Chaos

And the Gods above god

 

Satanic furor

Mad and with many

Spreading destruction

Nothing compels me

 

Churning masses

Chanting my hate

They will die

Laughing and slaying

 

Exhumed

From Hell and Below

Unleashed

To get rid of god

Conquering

Under Satan’s Will

Revelling

In the stench of decay

 

Burning with fury

Feeding fires of Blackest Hatred

I propagate war

Let the battle escalate

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CENTURIAN - Colosseum of Blood

 

Worthless lifes upon Sacred Ground

Children of god in the Arena of Death

Soon to be ripped and torn apart

Pieces of meat for Caligula’s Art

 

Lame sheep standing naked

Naked with the love of their god

Their holy lies exposed to all

Bestowed with laughter as they pray

 

Kill them!

Shed their blood

Kill Them!

The flesh must fall

 

Only good to feed the beasts

Christian flesh is sacrificed

Holy shit, consumed and excreted

They join their savior in disgrace

 

Thumbs down, the Imperial Will

Masses roar in approval

Now give praise to mighty Caesar

Today we celebrate the death of them all!

 

Corridors are opened

Starving beasts of prey appear

Colosseum of Blood, the crowd is pleased

Bodies rendered unto Caesar

 

Come christian, face the lions

Salvation comes with hungry mouths

Your heaven waits behind those jaws

The house of god is yawning wide

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CENTURIAN - Hell At Last

 

The Second Death becomes me

As I stand in front of god

I swear out loud I hate him - kill him!

And that he will rot

 

I must burn in Hell

Suffer and pay for my sins

But god’s the one who is loosing

Satan always wins

 

Hell at last

I’m dying fast

Through the Gates

Into the regions of Hell

Eager to meet

The Angel who fell

 

Foul and nasty god

It’s not to heaven I wish to go

I’d rather die forever

I am of Satan’s bloodline

 

Thrown to Hell but proud to burn

Barred forever from the blessed

I won’t end up inside the hole

Where angels rot in holy bliss

 

I’ll make his servants kill for me

For I am the Provider of Death

I, Ensnarer of Life,

Will mark the goddamn slaves as mine

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CENTURIAN - Ritually Slaughtered for Satan

 

Rejoice in the Reign of Satan

Now is the time to purify

Make way for crisis

Welcome god’s demise

 

Rebirth through violence

Renewal through war

God’s peace is pathetic

Craving for Hell

 

Worthless are the weak

Crush the cult of the Nazarene

Hail unto Satan, giver of licence

To waste this world and the vermin of Christ

 

Christians were born to be smashed

Beat them to death with their bible

Their god is a cockroach, made in their image

Remove this pest from the earth!

 

Last Rites for the holy flock

Away with their corrupted lifes

Darkness falls upon the lands

And god has nothing to say

 

Ad majorem Satanae gloriam

 

Be done with them! Be done with this filth

Kill to exalt the Lord of Hell

Offerings with blood and meat

Butchered and beaten for Satan Divine

 

Blood Demons of Eternal Death

Attend this ritual

 

Butchery on the altars of god

Bleeding flesh for the Glory of Satan

Sacrificial slaughterhouse

Empty their church until nothing is left

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CENTURIAN - Feeding Flesh to the Vortex

 

(Instrumental)

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CENTURIAN - Conjuration for Choronzon

 

Into the Triangle drawn of blood

Empty my innards of all that is holy

Ripping the Æthyrs with chants of Dispersion

Ritual offerings quiver and bleed

 

Magickal Pact of reasonless hatred

Signs of madness initiate Horror

Apparitions and absurd angles

Open the world between Being and Not!

 

I call unto Zax! Tehom Quadmonah

Nothingness which creates and destroys

I call unto Zax! Telocah-Vovim

Master of Form, from whom all forms proceed

 

Choronzon come! Faceless and many

Power of Three hundred-Thirty and Three

Choronzon come! By the Chaos that moves me

Manifest and multiply your Evil!

 

Terminal Darkness disseminate!

Pandemonic corruption devours my body

 

Force into Form – my shape shall be yours

Now kill me again and create me anew!

 

Let my Total Will be done!

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CENTURIAN - Speech of the Serpent

 

Pierced hands strangling your soul

Making you gasp for mercy

Choking confessions from your penance

Suffocate! You are a sinner

 

Watching and judging, nothing escapes

The prying eyes of their lord

Adding up sins, you must be punished

Cáve cáve deus vivit!

 

He sees you !

 

Totally lost in the desert of Christ

Thirsting for truth, alone in despair

Listen to me! This desert is empty

Just listen to me! Jesus is dead

 

Treacherous are the ways of their god

Renounce your guilt and see for yourself

His sheep stumble blind amidst opportunity

Their pain and weakness go unrewarded

 

Don’t be a fool, come enter my world

Turn his wasteland into a Land of Plenty

Taste the fruit of shameless indulgence

Redeem yourself and burn at my side

 

Burn!

 

My Wisdom, poison to god

Be enlightened by my Knowledge

Allow the flames to cleanse your soul

Our Bond is forged in purest fire

 

Wield my Power to conquer and create

Your desire becomes a willing body

To be as Gods, so natural and supreme

Take pleasure in this Other Blessing

 

Become Divine

 

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CENTURIAN - Committed to Hell

 

Hand in hand with Death and the Damned

Sick of life and sick of your god

My heart pounds Chaos, no need for living

Stabbing away what remains of my soul

 

I am Three times Three, theThreefold Curse

Knower of Death and anti-matter

I am the Seed of Entropy

Demonically sworn to Chaos and Evil

 

Into the Pit with no repent

For this is my Will

All left behind, I look ahead

Severed from god and redemption

 

I stand in god’s way and I stand not alone

Forever committed to Hell

I burn with the Million Favored Ones

I am become

 

One of the Legion

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CENTURIAN - Fornicating the Nazarene

 

Clad in wounds, your cunting Christ

His bleeding gash for all to see

Tender Jesu, share his body

Kiss the cross and endure his love

 

Pimping priests to sell his goods

Farting forth sweet words of praise

You will pay for you have sinned

Against the ways of the Nazarene

 

The stinking sight

As they pray to their god

With heart and hole

 

Asses towards heaven

Begging to be blessed

Begging to get screwed

 

Penetration!

 

Come to church and swallow his shit

Ritually abused

Part of the bitch put into your mouth

Now suffer your children unto the lord

 

Gathered in the house of the whore

Feel his manly love inside

Await the coming of your lord

Again and again and again

 

A foul stench

Unleashed under prayer

Buttfucked

By Jesus and his pals

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CENTURIAN - Dead Black Nucleus

 

Black and foul, the lifeless core

Of my existence

An open grave, restless and hungry

Defines my being

No creation, nothing divine

Shall escape the Darkness

Fusing and crushing all that I sense

My vision of life

Is ‘What Remains to be Killed’

 

Feel the pull towards the End

Cursed forms disintegrate

Dragging bodies into Naught

Your universe must die!

 

Behind my eyes, the Sphere of Death

Ever growing, all-consuming

Grinding your souls into meaningless waste

Voracious tumorous Evil

No billion lifes can satiate

The Blasphemy which I must serve

Feeding the Darkness with those in my grasp

Feeding your flesh

To the black nuclear Chaos

 

Feeding Hatred with hatred

Pure hatred for creation

 

Feeding Darkness with darkness

Utter darkness growing blacker

 

Feeding Chaos with chaos

Malignant chaos ever expanding

 

Feeding flesh to the Gorge of Hell

To the infinite hunger of Death

 

Dead Black Nucleus!

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