Track 03 of 05
Darsteller, my band born in the beginning of the 2009 and split up at the end of 2011.
I uploaded the only release we've got, the 2010 EP "Nel tempo moderno". Just to remember :)

Darsteller - 03 - Nel Tempo Moderno [EP 2010]

Track 01 of 05
Darsteller, my band born in the beginning of the 2009 and split up at the end of 2011.
I uploaded the only release we've got, the 2010 EP "Nel tempo moderno". Just to remember :)

Darsteller - 01 - Così Sarà [EP 2010]

Track 02 of 05
Darsteller, my band born in the beginning of the 2009 and split up at the end of 2011.
I uploaded the only release we've got, the 2010 EP "Nel tempo moderno". Just to remember :)

Darsteller - 02 -  E' Tutto Quello Che Vuoi Tu

Track 04 of 05
Darsteller, my band born in the beginning of the 2009 and split up at the end of 2011.
I uploaded the only release we've got, the 2010 EP "Nel tempo moderno". Just to remember :)

Darsteller - 04 - Illusioni

Track 05 of 05
Darsteller, my band born in the beginning of the 2009 and split up at the end of 2011.
I uploaded the only release we've got, the 2010 EP "Nel tempo moderno". Just to remember :)

Darsteller - 05 - Il Parcogiochi Della Mia Immaginazione

Solo By Giulio Moschini of Hour Of Penance

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Lyrics:
Coerced To Serve
Burned flesh of what was called mind.
Devouring all the things with painful lies.
Desecrate those false covenants with the mankind:
One day the lion will rise! 

Professing your own rules, you’re  living in hypocrisy
We’re not coerced to serve:
A God  we do not see.
A God who does not understand.
A God who we don’t want.

You know that you’ve create him,
You know that you can kill him.

The power of God is on the hands of few
His rules are done by men for men.
Explain me the necessity of the divine doubt
For  a human kind born just to ask and know.

The power of God is on my closed hand
His rules don’t  touch my own fate.
I know the necessity of the divine doubt:
For a human kind born just to breath and serve!

Professing your own rules, you’re  living in hypocrisy
We’re not coerced to serve:
A God  we do not see.
A God who does not understand.
A God whom we don’t want.

‘’Vigor domini est comparabilis
Illo paucorum humanorum
Ecclesiae rectoribus ‘’

Burned flesh of what was called mind.
Devouring all the things with painful lies.
Desecrate those false covenants with the mankind:
One day the lion will rise! 



Bloodtruth - 01 - Coerced to Serve

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Stop purulent hand full of sin 
Show your true face to the fools and infidels 
From your mouth words come out clean and glorifying to christ 
From your hands flows the blood of your faithful 
Infected blood of dementia, blood dirt of lies 

Silly sheep listening to you, jerks of our age
You take away the humanity  from your lambs 
From your hands flows the blood of your faithful  
From your penis the seed of violence 

Castration, sterilization, dismemberment of your reproductive limbs   
The bearer of light is reaching you, the son of the aurora is behind you 
Do not groped to defend yourself, your violence is directed against 

Your cord won’t defend you, it will strangle you
Your hands will be full of holes as the redeemer  you praise
Blood flow through the nails, tendons are torn 
From your hands flows the blood of your faithful 

Hades rush your splendor 
Your coat will be torn, your  hat drenched 
Your mouth will be filled with semen, your hands cut off 
Where is your holy god?
You are traveling to be led by him 
The blood of virgins killed will drown you

Your fellow you will cry, your fellow will pay 
Their throats bleed, 
the maimed of their hands will be burnt 
Your fellow you will cry

Stop purulent hand full of sin 
Show your true face to the fools and infidels 
From your mouth words come out clean and glorifying to christ 
From your hands flows the blood of your faithful 
Infected blood of dementia, blood dirt of lies 

Silly sheep listening to you, jerks of our age
You take away the humanity  from your lambs 
From your hands flows the blood of your faithful  
From your penis the seed of violence  

Folded down, scratch the floor
Clean the blood of slaughtered lambs 
Pain and suffering, breathe the acid stench 
Which comes from their bodies 
Your sentence is the eternal suffering 
For ever and ever, amen 

BlastBestia