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Crushing Divine Will
02:07
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Running interference in God’s design
Crushing divine will, corrupting the master plan
Vile Inception
Crushing divine will
Spurious deception
Godly blood will spill
Kenosis of the godly
Stripped of omnipotence
Infuse the spirit with divine, we plant the evil seed
Come into mortal flesh,
To spread lies and indoctrinate the sheep
Hungry demons intercept the spirit
Ethereal carnage as the essence is consumed
Feeding on god flesh
Vile Inception
Crushing divine will
Spurious deception
Godly blood will spill
Malevolent butchery
Empty spheres of torment
Slaughter of hypocrisy
Insufflate the empty shell with evil aura
Taint the righteous with the gift of hate
Black messiah dormant
Awaiting to be born
Simmering in a mortal womb
Bathing in acid
Liquefied the organs
The mother dies in pain
Feeding on viscera
The fetus grown within the rotting corpse
Unholy communion with the flesh
As evil will soon be spawned
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Behelit
02:32
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Egg of the king
Once in two hundred years
In the time of the great eclipse
Strong souls becoming weak
All hell breaking loose
Day turns into night
Dragged into abysmal sea
Filled with horrid evil demon breed
Sniffing the scent of the sacrificed
They who offer their flesh and blood
Facial features rearrange
Tears of blood dripping on the ground
Bleeding the brand of the sacrificed
Calling the nightmares of men
One will become king
A servant of evil
Devoid of human emotion
Unleashed upon this world
Summoning the God hand
Blackening the Suns light
Pain and suffering personified
Behold the crimson sky
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Mor(t)ality
02:20
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Stick to the laws of men
Kept in the walls, we pretend
That exists in all of us, and always
Keep us at bay
Guns at the ready
With kill-hungry eyes
Against nature and reason
Or was it the fear in their hearts
Split of reason
Birth of confusion
Right is wrong, only if the victim is weak
And weak is the man, whose mouth does not speak
Born with the code of morality
One false step, to face your mortality
Brought by the same flesh and bone
High with the god complex chromosome
Bending their knees to the moralists dogma
With kill-hungry eyes, looking at each other
Kill your morality
Face your mortality
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4. |
In Torment They Live
02:37
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Sibilant whispers in the night
Feeding on mortal fears
In torment they live and pain is their tool of the trade
< They slither down the corners of your mind>
In darkness they dwell, insanity gleams on the edge of the blade
Ensnaring thoughts and planting notions of corruption and decay
Consume your very doubts, they push you over the edge
Where the fiery pits yawns its unfathomable depths
(Writhing as serpents coiled in the darkness), they invade your thoughts
Phobophage – Eaters of the soul
Dissecting individuality
(They sire insidious impulses, raping your core)
(They strip you of your essence)
Eroding the last vestiges of sanity away
Until you tumble down into the fire pit
Serpents writhing whispering your name
Hissing sibilantly words of comfort and luring you down
A sense of purpose graces your brutalized ego
You have been chosen to be their tool
An honor such as no mortal man has known
Is bestowed upon the
Setting life free is breaking the boundaries of death
Killings is an art
A performance act of holy purpose
You must do the work
You must not be caught
Your higher calling
Will not be understood
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5. |
Infernal Punishment
02:28
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The flames engulf everything beneath me
Fire rising upwards, burning steadily
Heat inexorable and ruthless
Cracking sounds of burning wood
Soon to reach my flesh
Like the corona of the sun
Dancing tails of the flame
Shackled with nowhere to run
Momentary glimpse of suffering
Swirling thoughts of fear
Disperse once death draws near
Scorched, shriveled traces of flesh
Pungent stench stings the nostrils
Roasting human flesh
Skin becomes black
Pigmentation of the dead
Witchery
Thou shalt not suffer
Heresy
A witch to live
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6. |
Self-Preservation
02:42
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Self-preservation
The denial of death
Clinging onto wretched life
Crawling through the cold earth
Obliteration:
Ashes turn to ashes as the dust settles down
Noxious clouds of deadly particles carried by infernal winds
Desolation:
Under blood red skies, in a world veiled in darkness
Bleached bones scattered across vast and empty plains
Ruination and despair
Subjugation and fear
Conflagration and fire
Still life of sinister design, landscapes of solitude
Cold sun blazing over naked ruins
Dismal remains of what once was
No stirring in this vacant lot of death and entropy
Elements howl and corrode what’s left
No sound disturb the void of non-existence
Escape from the emptiness not even death can bring
Alas life persists
Under tons of concrete and cold earth
Pits of filth and decrepitude
Bunker existence; Mocking; Civilizations; Bygone
Condemned to the primitive ; As past achievement rot to dust; Savages instincts; Resurrected
Greed, hunger and bloodlust
Zombified, with glossy empty eyes
Kill and procreate in the subterranean darkness
Mindless violence is perpetrated as a way of life
Slobbering twisted mouths under pale blind eyes
Covered with slime and congealed blood
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Wolves
02:54
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Homo Homini Lupus
But in the dark primordial night where superstitions run amok
Ancient pagan fears lashing you with tongues of fire
Naught but sheep we are
As the wild hunt rages on
Running in our dreams
Through thick foliage in forgotten woods
By the bleeding witching moon
Frantically fleeing through the darkness that abounds
As panting hunters stalk
Wolves
Stalking in the night
Baying to tease and torture their prey
A moment’s realization
That prey is you
Howling at the moon
Saliva dripping off canines
Eyes blazing in the misty night
Breath comes out in frozen vapors
The hunger takes corporeal form
Wolves
Stalking in the night
Baying to rease and torture their prey
Running with the pack
Make the weak bleed
Feast on the flesh of their victims
Wild and free
Take what we want, victorious!
The hunters are death incarnate
The hunt is on, it’s not a dream
Run for your life as the hunters come for you
Branches scratch and hit your face
Terror grips you very soul
You stumble and get up again
You feel that death is closing in
Under the bleeding moon the hunt is on and you are the prey
Only this time the wolves bear human form…
Under the bleeding moon the hunt is on and you are the prey
Howling at the moon
The hunters come for you
Petrified with fear
Your run for your life
Rustling in the bush
Terror chills your spine
The hunger takes corporeal form
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8. |
Gore Tsunami
02:32
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Feel the tidal wave of hate rising in the murky air
Huge billows of blood glistening black in the darkness
A surge of hate; consumes your breath; pollutes the air; with rotten smell
That fills the lungs; with bloody gore; and soulless screams; until your drown
Eternal calignosity reigns supreme
Down these corridors of pain
Blood Gore Tsunami
A surge of hate; consumes your breath; pollutes the air; with rotten smell
That fills the lungs; with bloody gore; and soulless screams; until your drown
Now flooded with crimson gore
Hungry specters rush the night
Riding on the wave of viscera
Searing your skin with toxicity
Sewage overflowing with death
Miasma, rotting pungent stench
Grand tidal wave toppling buildings
Drowning sleeping occupants before they wake
Hungry apparitions feast on corporeal remains
Blood Gore Tsunami
Ripping their flesh; stealing their souls; devouring them; in agony
Tearing - screaming – victims - to ribbons
As they writhe; in throes of death; the world submerged; in noxious gore
Deluge - liquid - sulphur – veils the sun
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9. |
Monster
02:11
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You can’t give someone a name
Please give me your name
I’ll make you strong
I’ll eat you from the inside
Nameless once again
With ravenous hunger
I roam the earth
To fill the void
Look at me! The monster inside has grown this big!
Look at me!
Look at me!
The monster inside
Eating me
I ate them all
The hunter, the smith
A hunger, too great
In two, I split
Devour
Until none remain
No one to call my name
No one to call my name
Empowered they stay
Until my hunger sway
Until my hunger sway
And then none remain
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10. |
Ancient
02:57
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Ancient evil lurking behind these rotting walls
Hear the ghostly whispers as the drapery falls
Hungry presence stirring in its sentient sleep
Alien spirit rising out of the stygian deep
Cellar dweller
Walks in shadow
Hear the rustling in the walls
Beckoning into the estate, heed its inviting call
Twisted broken iron bars, show an opening in the fence
Black aperture yawning where the shadows dance
Cellar dweller
Walks in shadow
The – worm - hides in solitude
Pale - spectral - glow emitted - from the cellar – window
Broken glass sticking out like jagged teeth
You struggle in the grip of iron will
Your legs moving on their own accord
Succumb to the pull and descend into the basement
Behind the wooden painted door
Cold hungry dead eyes watching from behind the coffin lid
Fixating - you - with wanton - glee
Carnivorous - impulse reducing you - to dumb terror
Your gracious host awaits (to welcome you in kind).
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