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Blood Black In The Moonlight
What’s an open mind that’s made for suffering?
Coffins reek inside; there’s something troubling about the will to die
The will to terrorize; the pounding in my chest is set to paralyze
Achromatic eyes, the morbidity
Feel the fire rise, a new chemistry
The King Of Painted Bones, skin bubbling
My children get to work, my Wake!
The Dark World is everything, the only truth that life permits
Take this time, prepare the offering, prepare the metamorphosis
The Dark World is everything, the only truth
What’s an open mind, that’s made for suffering?
Coffins reek inside; there’s something troubling about the will to die
The will to terrorize; the pounding in my chest is set to paralyze
Achromatic eyes, the morbidity
Feel the fire rise, a new chemistry
The King Of Painted Bones, skin bubbling
My children get to work, ahhh!
The Dark World is everything, the only truth that life permits
Take this time, prepare an offering, prepare the metamorphosis
The Dark World is everything, the only truth, the fucking Metamorph!
I hear you, your moaning fear
I will show you!
And, I can smell you, your rotting liquid
I can make you!
It isn’t pretty but it is power
Syphon plasma as it’s spurting in a tower
Lap at the air, can you taste it?
The elegant perfume of death will not be wasted
My new tomb, I feel it closer
I’m tortured by my shapeshifting dark enforcer
Cold meat encased in fresh skin
Coiled genitals, a necro-cosmic virgin
Standing in the trance of the Moon
Uncovered, standing in the trance of the Moon
You can all just shit in your silver decay
I found it, standing in the trance of the Moon
We tell you, there is no help
And now you wish for a different self
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Sex And Metal
04:17
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Sex & Metal
Like my soul
Domination and passion, with no restraint
Lick demon sweat, tongue your sourness
Pin me below
Maturation of a virgin, penetrate right through your curtain
Observing the texture, your flesh and my leather
Punishment
Belt you my pet, tied in restraints
Now choke me out, impaled on my stake
Pin me below
Maturation of a virgin, penetrate right through your curtain
Observing the texture, your flesh and my leather!
Take me to Europa, cover me in dust
I dip into The Void, enveloped by your cunt
Creatures in heat, fucking to prolong
The hair above your lips capturing my cum
As the dark turns to light, the specters will arrive
Hands casting shadows, masturbating us tonight
Will you sink your teeth, into my wrists?
As we twist through time and I manipulate your bits
This is a prophecy, get down on your dirt knees
Carnality, possessed, wet and naked
No apologies, perverse entertainment
Sex and metal, you little devil
Taste me on your lips, fuck me like a Crucifix
Sex and metal, you are a devil
I want to taste your cum, fuck me like a loaded gun
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Rest In Piss
03:59
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Rest In Piss (lyrics by D. Ober and A. Savage)
Graves, I’ve seen a lot
Monuments to stinking rot
Mocking the sanctity of life
By desecrating the remains of the dead
Looting the rituals of those who mourn
Bringing shame and horror to the grieving
Death, is life’s true bliss
Gruesome insult, to bereavement
Sickly form, Earthly plague
Vile weakness, death awaits
Blood is burning, fueled by hate
Hands exacting a morbid disgrace
It’s easy to dig up a fresh grave
The false dignity of embalming the dead is appalling
I sodomize your posed smile
And smear cum and shit across your pallid demeanor
Blood is burning, fueled by hate
Hands exacting a morbid disgrace
Funeral ritual, praising lies
Internment, decay, for maggots you pray
Death, is life’s true bliss
So rest… in fucking piss
Rest in piss!!
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Astral Souls
04:09
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Astral Souls
Ripe, the rose that’s overflowing
Call, reach for the broken ceiling
Born, soma souls are taken
Forgone, crack bones like frozen orchids
Logic rust away; rip right through the fold
Become a lightning comet and feast on Astral Souls
Astral Souls!
The candle of the weak will blow out in the cold
Decapitate the pharaohs and feast on Astral Souls
Astral Souls!
A paradise of dark desires
Symbiosis of the Winged Lords
Now powderize the stupid flesh
The flesh of desiccated mortals
Feast on Astral Souls!
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Corpses And Lye
04:39
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Corpses And Lye
Corpses and lye
Bake in the nuclear heat
Youthful faces wrought with despicable disease
Curse the dirt with caustic bile and blood
Dispose of me, I am not what I was
A thousand eyes explode
Blood pornography
Lust and vengeance
A sexual autopsy
Corpses and lye
Animal acid burning
From the chest, star shaped eruption
Nothing’s real, I am already dead
Exothermic torture, corrodes my withered skin
Buried alive
Eyes open to the plague
A thousand eyes explode
Creation by submission
Lust and vengeance
Unparalleled attrition
Buried alive
Eyes open from the grave
Buried alive
Entombed forever and silent as a blade
There are pictures in the fog
Omens of degradation
Oh haunting screams! Pain beyond sensation
Present yourself, reveal your dark intestines
They sing to me, ‘Count your fucking blessings’
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Such The Vultures Love
04:31
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Such The Vultures Love (Lyrics by A. Savage and D. Ober)
Dead roaches on your lips
A consciousness eclipse
Inanimate delight
Death, the orgasm of life
Fuck your way to Hell
Putrid pleasures of the wicked
Silent, omnipotent
Such the vultures love
The scavengers are gorged
Your matter’s been deleted
They’ll gnaw you to your bones
Celebrate the feeding
Indignity in life, there will never be peace
Just a soiled corpse, corporeal release
Beware, the Order Of The Vulture!
Beware, the time has fucking come!
Fuck your way to Hell
Fuck your way to Hell!
Pollution of the cells
Nothing to be felt
The cunting little fleas
Death, the tyrant of your dreams
Observe the waste, a sea of total scatter
Torn bloodied feathers, falling from your master
Gasping for mercy, the Terrafuck is now!
Sifting through your head but there is nothing to be found
Fuck your way to Hell
Foul pets of the perverted
Godless and powerless
Such the vultures love
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Traces Of Violence
04:44
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Traces Of Violence
Worm birthrate
Quick as sound waves
They writhe and pulsate
A dearth of vision
From death infection
The Blood Religion
I was born into a cult of pain
Now there are twisted cables in my brain
Soaked and foaming in my own disease
We are past the point, no destiny
We four Vultures
Performing murder
Blood down the altar
We coat our madness
Complete with malice
Unholy savages, well fuck it!
I was born into a cult of pain
Now there are twisted cables in my brain
Soaked and foaming in our own disease
We are past the point, no destiny
Found traces of violence in places so silent
A whirlwind of fury, desert me
Amazing devices in stasis, inside us
A whirlwind of fury, desert me
A whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind
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Narcognosis
03:11
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Narcognosis
High, I need time to exist
Black, covered in total shit
Over it all, but awake
Sucking the sound every day
I dare you; forever drugs
Goddamn you, forever
Hell, like the blood in my eye
Breathing the cold, synthesized
Wasting my life, an abyss
Back to the high, to the piss
I dare you; forever drugs
Goddamn you, forever
Wasting my life, an abyss
Back to the high, to the piss
A portrait of poison protecting my visage
Made heinous and crippled, a narco religion
Force fed!
The mask is convulsing, a poem of peril
Haunted!
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Faith Of Bloodshed
03:11
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Faith Of Bloodshed
Born without a light
Death is deep inside
Poison from your mind
Watch it bleed you dry
Tear the skin
Disappear
Forget time
Forget life
Think of all the worthless waste
Lead me to a private place
No more sound, don’t leave a trace
Mold grows on a frozen face
Rip it off
Disappear
Forget time
Forget life
Torture, Formaldehyde, murder, infanticide
With every breath I bless this blade
I bless myself but not these slaves
I came into without a name
And will return amid the flame
Torture, Formaldehyde, murder, infanticide
Tear the skin
Disappear
Forget time
Forget life
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Myths For The Miserable
05:34
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Myths For The Miserable
There was a curse invented by a weeping God
An illusionist; destroyer of the basic maths
Myths for the miserable, myths for the miserable
A life in ache, this is your final lamentation
Surreal reality, anatomical deceptions
The inconceivable, just before your freezing death
Myths for the miserable, myths for the miserable
As you tunnel through the glowing grit
Tectonic plates smash beneath your knees
An unilluminated path
Enter the palace of your memories
Impossible, formidable beast
Swordbreaker
Odorless, unforgivable peace
Womb sounds
Absorbed into rivers of sleep
There is no wane to your misery
No! Nothing is nothing!
The planets taunt you with their crippling whispers
Come forth, down we lie
Come forth, down we lie
Come forth, down we lie
Come forth, down we lie
Down
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