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Here
we see a rather familiar looking figure. He's on the cover of
the CD booklet. The cover above is a single slip over loose leaf.
The mask is like Kroenen's and the death all around is what would
have happened if the Rag Norok Project had been successful.

This one even more so than above is like Kroenen. This looks a lot like the comic book art.

This pic made me think of the mad monk.

I wanted to show this pic because the helmet is very similar to a Waffen SS soldier's. Also the mechanics especially what looks like a retractable arm blade reminds us again of our favorite Nazi.
Progenies Of The Great Apocalypse
The battle
raged on and on
Fuelled by the venom of hatred for man
Consistently, without the eyes to see
By those who revel in sewer equally
We, the
prosperity of the future seal
Cloaked by the thunders of the north wind
Born to capture the essence of
The trails of our kind
Zero tolerance
must be issued forth
Behind the enemy's line
So it shall be written
And so it shall be done
[repeat 1st and 2nd verse]
Discover
and conceive the secret wealth
And pass it unto your breed
Become your own congregation
Measure the sovereignty of it's invigoration
We, who
not deny the animal of our nature
We, who yearn to preserve our liberation
We, who face darkness in our hearts with a solemn fire
We, who aspire to the truth and pursue it's strength
Are we not
the undisputed prodigy of warfare
Fearing all the mediocrity that they possess
Should we not hunt the bastards down with our might
Reinforce and claim the throne that is rightfully ours
Consider
the god we could be without the grace
Once and for all
Diminish the sub principle and leave it's toxic trace
Once and for all
Eradication Instincts
Defined
As
mortal manufactured waste
And part of the commonly infected
You prevent the ones worthy the gift of life
To surface on once a prosperous soil
As superficially
bewildered whores
And succumbing to fictional truth
You are taught to preserve and profit
The life institutional lie
You worthless
piece of shit
May we all depart from this world
And dissolve into nothingness
Compassion will not be granted
When life's value
Is point below zero
Human depravity
is at our disposal
As the perfect tool to destroy mankind
The worst kind of them all
Modern times' ignorance, the world disease
Appeal to death of every man
A living
hate smoldering abyss
Nurtured through centuries with quietly exercised wrath
Seeks the easiest way to the feed the engine
Praising the final bloodbath
Uncertainty
and guilt
Will no longer endorse our fate
There will be no remorse, we kill to kill again
Killing all
Go ahead
end it all, we deserve no better
As a forever unblessed detonation
The great plutonium chord fulminates
Blinding the eyes of creation
Cutting
off all life support
Sweeping away existence instantly
Iced desolate ruins linger
Leaving traces of our lovely humanity