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Sitting at the edge of my sanity/Feeling this violence erupt/Contemplate these thoughts of murder/Suppressing the need for blood/The thought of her death awakens something primal as I ponder this thought/How would it feel to kill her?/How would her head look upon a stick?/Bleeding/Dripping/Tendons/Gristle/Necro-coitus/I must fuck her Corpse/Stick my cock within her throat/laryngeal copulation/I lost control to gain it once more over women/Bloodied/Battered/Severed/Limbs/Death Ubiquitous/I must fuck her corpse/I cannot hold this rage inside any longer/My urge to kill grows every fucking day/Hearing your voice echo in my head/I need silence/Shut your fucking mouth
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Cycles of War
04:43
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Laws of nature that have predated man/The strongest of us, the leader of the pack wears a crown stained in blood/We beg to empty gods/Praying for peace/Wishing to cease this eternal conflict/The enemy is inside us all/War with no end/Continue this war with no end/As time advances the feeble endure/Weakness shall fall/We are born into a savage existence/Cycles of war/Conflict arises again and again and again we find blood on our hands/And nothing will wipe them clean/Only the strong stand firm and tall/Smiling with bloodstained teeth/War with no end/Continue this war with no end/The age progresses the bloodbath endures/Exist in hate /Everything kills/Rise and dominate/The time is now we break this façade/And release the demons from within/Struggles for power will never rest/Destroy the opposition/Rejoice in violence, in chaos, in death/And spill the blood of the weak
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Burn the holy grounds/Alight the sacred structure/Ritual for the future of all mankind/I foresee the deaths of 9 billion sinners/Wrathful Gods full of spite/Smite the hands heresy/ Shapes in flames beckon/Visions of destruction/Demons crawling from the depths/Hellhounds clawing Holy flesh/Pyromantic visions tell of pain and suffering/The end of all is truly nigh/This is what the fire speaks/Pulled by this urge, I am chosen to/Douse the cross in kerosene/Witness how it ends see the truth in flame/For this unborn prophecy/Sacrificial priest feels his flesh ignite/Stigmata of heresy/Lamentations cry in the house of God/Children of this land will grieve/Mass hysteria consumes the land of poor and
Power/Piles of gore grow without falter/Macabre misanthropic murder by all/Damnation by loss of sanity/Hell on earth is the punishment/Uprooted civilization/Deceased no longer mourned/Reveling in the bloodshed/Beasts in human form/Demonic powers spread to every mind on earth/Humanity defects/Morality is purged
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The Common Grave
04:52
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We join the earth in solitude/To embrace the sweet kiss of death/We take the leap into oblivion/Awaiting cold hands to catch lost/Souls wander the land without meaning/Life will soon expire/Profound/We await the naught
Unanswered since time immemorial/Unknown terrors for the disquiet souls who aimlessly wander the land without meaning/No gods no savior/You will decompose/Flesh and blood wither to dust/You fade away/No escape from your own demise/Mors vincit omnia/Death cannot be stopped/We all depart to the grave
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Trephine
03:25
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Hold the tool to my head/Drill into the flesh/Bone dust and blood clump into my hair/Careful precision to drill into the skull/Relieve my mind of these toxins/Release the pressure in my brain/Dura mater has been exposed/Cerebrospinal fluid leaks/Self-trepanation for evolution/To be transhuman follows my succession/Self-mutilation to peak in progression/My miscalculation leads to deep regression/Judgement falls short/The auger scrapes delicate matter/I must compensate for these mistakes/The grinding of bone reverberates/Push against my skull/Another error has been made/Relocate the tool/I drill again/My head is gushing blood/I ignore the pain/Self-trepanation for detoxification /To be transhuman's my only obsession/Self-mutilation to reach this perfection/My miscalculation leads to deep regression/The drill whirrs/Perforate my skull/Triturate/Consciousness fades.../Coming to I must continue/Losing reason memories failing/Cognizance weakening id is fading/Must hold on my mind is ailing/Head is pounding/Pressure is swelling/Pain inflamed/Ny nerves are screaming/Another bore in my head Unsatisfied I persist Blinded by blood covering my face Seven holes have been made/Suffer for perfection/Final mistake has sealed my fate/I am conscious and immobile /Damned to this hell with no escape
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As They Bleed
03:32
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Vicarious violence filling the silence with a blood trial behind us as we one by one bite the dust/Taste of rotting flesh keeps the starving coming back cannibal dystrophy
anatomic collapse/Slaughter the weak and destroy all that remains of this wasted land of heathens let the flames grow/Death became the option/The only
Becoming/Solution to this problem/Evolving Relentless/Life is growing futile/The tension increasing/No sympathy for the ones who claim the answer/There is no strength in numbers of lepers/Regurgitated scum and pus/Bathing in the excrement of our own reflections/Exiled to the unknown only feeding the abyss/Acts of terrorism consumes us of misanthropic blunders/Guilty hands pull the trigger/Paint the walls in their blood/The innocent plead their silence/Ghosts of past echo laments crying through the mouths of the living/Terror fills the minds of the weak/The hopelessness of life sets in/The cycles continues with nothing to prevent it/The storm rages on/Deeper in this quandary I fall/Cannot handle life any longer/The enemy surrounds me as long as I continue/I grow the urge to kill /Mark yourself as a target
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Ex-Mortis
03:34
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Drowning in the depths of eternity/Where the nameless observe and judge/Out of reach from their grace/I can feel them observe and judge/Formless black void, this eternal abyss that beckons me to enter and learn its secrets forbidden from eyes unworthy/Unworthy of the truth/The path became lost in this my need for the forbidden/In my quest to open the gates to eternity/I have found fear/Was this worth what I gave/I cannot be saved/I feel them lurking in the blackness of my mind/In my quest to open the gates I must complete these rites of the sacred and guard from the eyes of the profane/Madman/I have found fear
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Lucifer’s opus of darkness/Sadistic cries/Masochistic art/Church of perversion/Indulging the flesh /A flock of sinners/Masters of debauchery/Souls of the damned/Moan in ecstasy/Cry in agony/Orgasmic pleasure from pain/Bound for all eternity/Sombre overture of the damned/Architects of pleasure/Architects of pain/Rape your flesh/Sodomize your soul
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