Inquisitor

by Flaming Tusk

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released October 28, 2014

Recorded and mixed by Steve Silverstein at SteveCo Worldwide, Greenpoint NY

Mastered by Josh Bonati at Bonati Mastering NYC

Album art by Rupa DasGupta
Logotype by Jordan Jelev

Produced by Flaming Tusk

Flaming Tusk is:
Dumnorix Xristophage
Antipope Zosimus
Stolas Trephinator
Zevious Sturmbleid
Defenester Maximón

All lyrics by Stolas Trephinator

All songs by Flaming Tusk

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Track Name: Thousand Year Plan
I close my human eye
Such a simple sacrifice
We celebrate the gods from high
True masters of the Thousand-Year Reich

Rising in darkness
Our blood on our side
Vermin amongst us
Assaulting our lives

We hold your savior’s scythe
Flesh no man can defy
We descend from the stars on high
To wipe out your pitiful humankind

Rising from darkness
Our blood on our side
Call out the weak ones
Condemn them to die
Advance!

As the ages span, rule the superman
Ten long centuries under the master plan
Kill and sterilize all the parasites
The demonic infection that plagues paradise
Our time has arrived.
Track Name: Quemadero
A campaign of slaughter
Ignited by wrath
The bodies of innocents
Lie strewn in our path
And there stands the Master!
In the maelstrom he dwells!
Eyes burning bright as the fires that rage in the deepest of Hells!
Master, where will this lead
With the world swallowed by your Extinction Stampede
As the smoke trails heavy hands ‘cross the sky
We embrace the Empire of Flies
Quemadero, Quemadero!

The words of the prophet
Choke the carrion breeze
As vortexes gape with a magma
Made up of despair and disease
Feel the love of the Master
As it graces his hide!
Potent the portents that puddle by those that march at his side!
What slithers along these paths
Breathes a deafening language of man’s epitaph
Drunk on spirits foul, donning sigils old
That the laws of the Lowest uphold
Quemadero, Quemadero!

The thunder of cannon
The rumble of wheels
The crushing of all that is holy
The breaking of seven seals
Of hideous grandeur
The Master is god!
Excited by hideous suffering, his gibbering legions applaud!
Master, your throne awaits
As you’re hurtling armies towards ivory gates
To take control of those still unmarred
Leave the tree of life torn down and charred
Quemadero, Quemadero!

Come and behold your destiny cursed
Bring your pain to the altar—it only gets worse!

The beat of extinction
Played on murderer’s drum
As masses gather to witness
Their brand-new Kingdom Come!
And there stands the Master!
Blocking out every light!
Ready to drag this foul planet into an immaculate night!
And down comes our mass disgrace
In a shuddering climax of blood down your face
As the soul is raped to its very core
And the Age of Man is no more
QUEMADERO!
Track Name: Damnation of Memory
Venture through the city
With your chisel and your stone
Be without pity
For those he might have known
Burst into the archives
Lay waste upon his name
Striking with your deadly quills
You banish and defame
Wipe him from the face
Of this God-forsaken earth
We must burn him backwards
‘Til he is without a birth

Override creation
Damnation through past denied
For treason
Malfeasance arrives
Forgotten, besodeen
With venoms of pride
His cleansing, neverending
Villified

Traitor! Damned by the Emperor
Enjoy your moments final
Be not! Vanish from history
Even now, I am forgetting you
Cast out! Not even infamy
Under our hands you fade
We are murderous infantry
Fate disobeyed
We’ll
Kill
Kill your memory
Slain
Slain in fame, disgraced
Kill
Kill your memory
Track Name: Keys to the Craft
Greet me, holiest corpse!
I, your living admirer
Here, the sword in my hand
Key to the kingdom of Heaven
Accept this edge in your flesh
Hue the weight off your spirit
Trim the fat from your death
Give me your head!

Split the skull, break the mind
Reach inside, tear a hole
Stomach spread, sprawling soul
Split the joint, hack the bone
Bathe in the blood of this monument!
Unhindered, the head is your chariot!

Behold, the Keys to the Craft
The golden vision risen
The Torment of the Metals has come
The eyes all-seeing, the tongue dumb
Bejeweled the blood-spattered sand
Grown thick, grown sacred
Behold, the Keys to the Craft
Oh, worship you men of the blasphemous whole!

Split the skull, break the mind
Reach inside, tear a hole
Stomach spread, sprawling soul
Split the joint, hack the bone
Bathe in the blood of this monument!
Unhindered, the head is your chariot!

Swallow the terror
Don’t pray for the martyr
At one with the goddess
He holds life forever
Limbs and intestines
Sapped of their nectar
Come, severed brother
Embrace life forever

The body
Unholy
An envoy
A chariot of saviors to come
Made sacred by being undone

Split the skull, break the mind
Reach inside, tear a hole
Stomach spread, sprawling soul
Split the joint, hack the bone
Bathe in the blood of this monument!
Unhindered, the head is your chariot!

Keys to the Craft
Track Name: Prometheus (War With the Gods)
Here it comes, bladed beak of pain
Torture’s wings, full of feathers iron
Sailing down, hungry for the flesh again
Shining eyes full of freezing fire
Damn the gods, damn their puny lord
Self-appointed god of thunder
Scream his name as my flesh is gored
Blood and organs thrown asunder

Rend my guts, blood runs free
Hear my screams, agony
Cast from life for sharing fame
Lost in soul, heart, mind, nam

Here he comes, now the brawny bastard son
Proud and perfect in his power
Charging forth, now his sword and arm are one
Slaying those who would devour

Break my bonds, set me free
Stretch these bones, agony
Rising up, ablaze with hate
Watch him turn one moment too late

Grab the throat of the son, watch his eyes bulge
Rip the wings form the ones who would torment me
Sew them on, tendons tight, move them once, twice, then
Bringing me to the air
Take my campaign above
Born of hate, devoid of love
Waging war with the gods

War with the gods!

Sky, I bow to you! Long I’ve missed your face
Breeze, you comfort me with your warm embrace
Earth, my brother’s bones, lead me to your edge
And do not despair, I bring sweet revenge
Thunder, bow to me! Bring your wretched spawn!
I will see their blood painting red the dawn!
Now I have arrived, come to shake your hall
Hear my battle cry! This the Titan’s call!
Track Name: Throne
Given the places to die, this would be fit for a king
When the stakes and the danger are high
What will morning bring?
From the depths of the chasm
Crawls an army of demons
Fat on feasts of pure evil
Inescapable

Forced in the service of light, driven by hubris enflamed
Seek out the solace of might
Declare your name
Ever-changing the weapon
I brandish with venom
My foul heart a spearhead
Inescapable

Embrace the apathy
Give yourself to the feelings of cold
Running is meaningless
From this punishment terrible

Hail your insanity
Call the cant of the saviors of old
Make room for emptiness
And then rule from the pit below

What is depravity?
Depths only few can behold
Calloused in spirit
Are degenerates brave and bold

Son of cacophony
Daughter of chaos and code
Emerge from your grottoes
The passion’s yours to withhold

Live in carnality
Go the way of the locust and toad
And with each admission
Your dominion grows thousand-fold

Twisted morality
Must not alter your futures untold
Nothing is set in stone
For your cursed and wretched soul

Your wretched soul
Inescapable

Take back your throne
Track Name: Descent of the Stylites
There, above the human sea
Simple is the face of God
So do we, with sight unflawed
Overcome humanity

Hear the words from the mouths of the blind and tempted
Face the sun, burning into us pure redemption
Starve out the Devil inside
Rolling pain, build the chapel of my salvation
Placed on high, over oceans of man’s damnation
Starve out the Devil inside

Come, my brothers, we ascend
Steeling life within the mind
For the monumental end
Versed in what we’ve left behind
Ready to be born anew
Let us climb, with spirits sealed
‘Til the world, in nature true
Is at once to us revealed
On our thrones, we arise
In the name of the Lord
Up on our thrones

Gnawing pain
The back but breaks
Sat above
Forsaking all

My God, upon the cross
Taking all, and giving thus
Gnawing pain
The back but breaks
Sat above
Forsaking all

The seat’s a crutch for the most high
For if he lies above, than what of you and I?

What is a man who takes the place of God?
Cast down

With boundless strength, I leave my post
To serve the word of the true Lord and Host

Come, my brothers, we descend
Into fields of rank despair
In his name, we can defend
That which we cannot repair
If the end is drawing near
Then it’s my job to beat it back
And if the Light may disappear
We’ll wage war against the Black
From our thrones, we descend
In the name of the Lord
Force back the end

Burn the throne in your mind
Become one with the Word
Stylites, it’s time
Track Name: Chainsaw Buffet
Behold! Through the bleeding clouds
The twisted shapes rips through the tattered shrouds
Machine built of rotting damned
Watch the smoking serpent cut across the land
It’s a blasphemous built built on human torment
Forged where demons fear to tread
It’s mouths gape wide, its fingers shred

Rise!
The Chainsaw Buffet!
The scourge of all scourges Hellwide
As it cuts their world apart
Rise!
The Chainsaw Buffet!
A mechanized beast of the Devil
Infernal hydraulics
Condemn you to death by the blade

Rush! A stampede of hooves
The death machine kills anything that moves
Escape across the killing floor
It cuts the chasm to its very core
In the purple center of Hell’s living landscape
Gods once fallen start to pray
No beast alive can face the Buffet

Rise!
The Chainsaw Buffet!
The scourge of all scourges Hellwide
As it cuts their world apart
Rise!
The Chainsaw Buffet!
A mechanized beast of the Devil
Infernal hydraulics
Condemn you to death by the blade
DEATH BY THE BLADE!
FACE THE BUFFET!
Track Name: Candle, Book and Bell
I
Have my
Knowledge and pride
Solid inside
Not scared to die
There is no Heaven
No other side
Savor the ride

There
Out where
Souls disappear
There is no fear
None shall endear
Those who await me
Shed not a tear
Know why I’m here

His will is not so strong
But I am just a man
What truth incites the wrong
Comes from the Devil’s hand

You hold your banner high
Beneath it, all will dwell
Just know, through tongue and sign
I’ll see you all in Hell

We separate him, together with his accomplices and abettors, from the precious body and blood of the Lord and from the society of all Christians; we exclude him from our Holy Mother, the Church in Heaven, and on earth; we declare him excommunicate and anathema; we judge him damned, with the Devil and his angels and all the reprobate, to eternal fire until he shall recover himself from the toils of the devil and return to amendment and to penitence.
So be it!