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Oath of Hate
04:47
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On dark wings, unbidden
Deathbird swallows the sun
Corpse blood christen the cemetery
Heaven’s vault torn, undone
Slide with me through the corpse of creation
Force your lust on the weak and the dead
None are equal in honor and station
To the feathered king, befouled and red
Forget merciful weakness
Take a taste from the chalice
Partake of the debauchery
Paint in colors of malice
On dark wings, unbidden
Deathbird swallows the sun
Corpse blood christen the cemetery
Heaven’s vault torn, undone
Slide with me through the corpse of creation
Force your lust on the weak and the dead
None are equal in honor and station
To the feathered king, befouled and red
And with me you will know
A new form of life
Endarkened, emboldened
Slave to the knife
I take this oath of hate
In blood, I seal my fate
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Starving
04:15
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Gaze down upon the dregs of humanity
Don't waste your sympathy on these downtrodden fools
The curse of hunger gnaws on us with iron fangs
Brushed aside and left to die
We waste away in the throes of self consumption
Can't you see that we're starving?
Crushed into dust by society, we leave no shadow behind
Grotesque husks of what we used to be
You view upon us as we were cancer, subhuman parasites
Is there no end to our starving?
Can't you see the hand dealt to me?
No other choice but to bottom feed
Can't you hear our choir of misery?
All hope is dead and lost to me
We will fight to survive
We will kill to consume those to weak to stand
All hope is dead and lost
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Trashwound
03:07
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There was once life in my eyes, faint feeling of determination
There was once blood in my veins, now usurped by the poison
There was once flesh on my bones, now rotting away into nothingness
There was once love in my heart, the heart remains still
I will survive by any cost, I will renounce the clean
Parasitic abombinations, guide me to the gutter
Self preservation, indoctrinated into the filth
Bleed not for any man once you've sealed your wounds
Empty your body, mind and soul
Render your life useless
I will survive by any cost, I will renounce the clean
Those who exist in the squalor, are given a gift of second sight
The true release from the oppressor, the very essence of life
I will survive by any cost, I will renounce the clean
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View from the Gutter
05:00
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There's no easy way out of this place, existing in the ruins
There's no hope of redeeming ourselves, we who have fallen so far and so low
Hanging by a thread and gasping for air
Pain is the cleanser, victory is survival, life can be so fragile
We abuse ourselves, we defy all trace of happiness
Chorus:
Even as the years of grief roll by, ceaseless sorrow that haunts our dreams
The tears that stream to no end, the loathing of self and circumstance
Arms outstretched in dire times, the love of life is all we seek
No matter how low we will sink, the view from the gutter is always spectacular
We have all felt waves of pain, washing over us, a cathartic tide
We all carry wounds old and deep
Memory is an ocean, our ships wrecked in the maelstrom
We can tread complacent waters or drown in its black depths
Chorus
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Bacchanalia
05:32
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All hail the cult of Liber, the free father spouting endless elation
Vulgar to see our deplorable deeds, shrouded in secrecy, unto oath we worship thee
Succumb to the world of unhinged pleasure, where wine and blood flow in equal measure
Unchained ecstatic sordid rituals, the exaltation of intoxication
All hail the cult of Liber, the sheer chaos burning within the soul
Vulgar to hear our raunch revelry, a threnody to a banal inane existence
Succumb to the world of unhinged pleasure, where wine and blood flow in equal measure
Celebration of flesh and fornication, the exaltation of inebriation
Domination through penetration, the grim deflowering of virgins
Screams drowned away by the growing cacophony
Will this dream remain?
Pursuing transcendence through perversion
In these dreams, in these visions, I am born again
The doubtful seed germinating in your conscience
Uninhibited passion, burning like fire, resist hesitation, give yourself to me now
Become enraptured in the seething chaos, become enthralled unto the age of decadence
In these dreams, in these visions, I am flesh again
An avatar of hedonism, a champion of barbarism
The depths of my depravity corroding all morality
A testament of ego, of hubris, of pride
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Shrieking Jaw
04:35
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In fetid streets, with shuffled step I sought my death
Once torn from life, yet I remain
My living madness revealed before me
The tattered truth, a bloody stain
I mark my flesh, I gnaw the bone, I stalk in shadow
My purpose clear in this domain
Unhinging presence, your only warning: the quickened pulse within your vein
My jaw, it shrieks with laughter maniacal
Pulsating, flesh-tearing choir of hell
The inhuman depths of my endless depravity
My ruinous master rewarded me well
No need for eyes to see my beauty
No truth resides in realms above
I’ll free you of your earthly shackles
The shrieking jaw is endless
Somewhere beyond a mere perversion
Inside a wound that will not mend
Too late for hope, regret means nothing
I’ll hear you scream before the end
My jaw, it shrieks with laughter maniacal
Pulsating, flesh-tearing choir of hell
The inhuman depths of my endless depravity
My ruinous master rewarded me well
No need for eyes to see my beauty
No truth resides in realms above
I’ll free you of your earthly shackles
The shrieking jaw is endless love
None can escape my touch of depravity
Bestowed upon me from nefarious realms
Minds shatter like glass emitted from the frequency
Of my shrieking jaw
No need for eyes to see my beauty
No truth resides in realms above
I’ll free you of your earthly shackles
The shrieking jaw is endless love
Trash
My jaw, it shrieks with laughter maniacal
Pulsating, flesh-tearing choir of hell
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Concealed Blade
03:07
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In psychotic dreams I prepare a gift
Writhing it soaks, whimpering it dies
As if from a trance I awaken to blistering screams
Before my eyes, a slaughter divine
And if I were god there would surely be nothing
Nothing so perfect that I could create
As these unmade bodies that I lay before you
Each limb asunder and torn from its mate
Oh, how I pay due heed to murderous detail
Each stroke of my blade fell with intent
Remove the hideous skin that lies, and reveal
The wounded and gaping icon I have rent
See, know, suffer
Bleed, break, bastard
Rock
And if I were satan I’d delight in laughing
And mockingly spurn all who cling onto hope
With the face of a friend, I’d smile and lie
And then I would help you to tie your own rope
But like all of you I can only crawl blindly
Silently cursing the hell that I’ve made
Show me your weakness at your own peril
For mine is the gorefather’s concealed blade
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Unbound by Law
02:47
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Walk with me through these battlefields, choking on the dust of those who fell before
The body count soaring ever higher, man's obsession with eternal war
Chorus:
Heed the warning signs, awaken from your dream
The earth is cracking at its seams
These are dark times, chaos is the status quo
Self destructive protocol, unbound by law
As we gaze upon these ruined streets, dreaming of the lives we once lived before
Society molting it's horrid husk, man's desire for eternal war
Chorus
We who've wished for apocalypse, granted by the grim gods of war
We shed no tear for humanity, hearts must harden for the coming storm
Grinding our foes' skulls beneath our heels, our death march, we have no fear
All life deserves to die, enforced by iron will
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Wig of Flies
03:43
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Time has passed like grains of sand through ancient fingers
I can't recall the last I've heard my name
What's left of me is cracked and broken, the fact I'm still alive, do I still feel shame?
Is it misery, a flame not burned to embers, am I paralyzed to this shallow game?
The filth, to me, it sings and cracks with hunger
Am I ground in its jaws, spat out and cast aside?
Do you recall days of reverie, the joy we had a fleeting memory
I've sold my soul to the dark, the voices speaking in the dark
Relinquish and abdicate, you were born to contaminate
Poison the future, kill all solutions
There's no hope in nurturing life, never-ending woe, constant strife
Is this the crux of human destruction?
Our morality, ever dissolving, in the process of de-evolving
Let filth claim us, our absolving
Paragons are we in destitution, transforming into the lowest form of life
To ever crawl the earth
Wig of Flies, the perverted crown, the true mark of the parasite
Upon your gaze, I wretch and reel, a prayer for death whispered into deaf ears
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Desiderata
06:51
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Oh foul and fervent heart, beating with pain and passion
Struggling between needs and wants, yearning for the blood to cease
Man's vision is so clouded by self deception
Man's ambition is fueled through exploitation
Man's lust for power negates all compassion
The duality of man, one hand cradles while the other hand crushes
The feeble have no hope to dream, of a world that would give them pride
We'll feed on them with vulture's greed, fodder turns the gears of progress
We are lost in the shadows, sheep amongst jackals, predator and prey
Our world falls to ruin, the last sun setting, draining in a spiral
Disasters caused by desire, the grand enslaver
Forever chained to our arrogance
The strong believe might is right, hands on the saber and the gavel
Declare with all authority, spreading the plague borne from ignorance
A world free from pain, we will never see
A world free from pain, we will never see
Through eyes that know that pain's everlasting
The demon in our heart yearns to be free
Desire, the cause of pain everlasting
The bitter taste of blood and ash in our mouths
Brought on by the world where the hate's everlasting
The demon in our heart yearns to be free
Concede to the void where the pain's everlasting
Our hate's everlasting
Our pain's everlasting
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