1. |
The Eyes of Discontent
03:40
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My life is meaningless
I present this form of final separation
We reclaim the lost anathema
As we spread this plague upon our own earth
You shall feel the wrath at the hands of Satan
Fill this world with blackened hatred
As I condemn myself to the chapter of shame
No this is able to stand the test of meaning
This world will burn deep red with death
Burn deep read with with death
Disappointment and fills our minds we bow to the throne of mutilation
Nothing will be remembered kneeling at the feet of Lucifer
The human race will end
Our lives are paved with sorrow as we observe this era encrusted with flesh
Deviant, pathetic waste.
You reach toward the end and deserve the final destination. Damnation to hell.
Surreal and alive a new time has arrived where sadness and evil will reign
Unforgivable I peer into your being and transfer through you the entirety of my disgust
My rebirth will shape an age of pain
I will feast upon the eyes of ten thousand scribes
Strangling the children where they prey
Searching into my pitch abyss in search of the lord look into my eyes
You have mistaken me for god
For god.
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2. |
Immolation
03:01
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Seldom times
I can see the sun with closed eyes
Craving the void
Shadows of past lives lead
Simultaneously creating the simulations of a preferred future
Biting my tongue to hear what translates from white noise.
The message is clear, give me your fucking head.
Or let the grip of hate slow your breath
My body becomes consumed by what little matter exists in the air.
Knowing the future may not be so resilient and tranquil
I have no regret
I won't let the flood of fear fill my lungs
My blood is the fire to contend
Overtaking the gravity feeding the anguish in my mind
I swear fighting the urge to implement the worst is what makes me feel alive
As visions of the end develope
I pace the corridors of my mind
I now posses the knowledge to decide
Your skin pulled back
The feeling of your message grows
Separation amidst your joints incinerates my deepest passions
As to feel every inch of your past slip downward
Your convulsions keep my attention though my mind lingers speaking the godless scriptures
Until I have an answer your entrails will spew
Forcing my hand through what remains of your intestines
I am but a servant to my subconscious
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3. |
Detestable Impurity
02:59
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Disgusting fucking
Human beings
Spreading terror upon our blackened earth
Filth covered animals, we show our truth
Filling our lives with hatred and disappointment
Withering and writhing, putrid abominations
The time of execution is near
Bow down before the evil ruler of our universe
Rotten slaves producing sludge deserve nothing, nothing but death
Repent as you spread the disease of your meaningless lives
You mean nothing.
This barren world that we live in, eradicate us all
As our souls are molested by the eyes of tyranny
My child, my worshiper
I curse thee with a plague of suffering and mutilation for ten thousand years
We are the end of our species and have admitted our eternal extinction. We reminisce of our failed lives.
Let them see you fall
Let them see how truly pathetic you are.
Black hearted, diseased mind,
No emotion exists.
Nothing is felt as your life drifts away.
I peer into your being and transfer through you the entirety of my hatred.
Lies roll from the tongue
As you serve a possessive lord, waste your time
Falling through the deception
despised by everyone
I open my eyes to the sun and see nothing.
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4. |
Mountain of Flesh
02:32
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My resurrection distorts and infinite aeon of torture and pain
Piercing through your shallow flesh
My sirens tainted your soul into the pitch abyss
A global enthrallment exhumes a mere prophet of prosody
I thy devourer
Consumes the apperception of Christ
Raping achieving my deity within iconoclast
Putrid fidelity exasperates my mortification procession
Of my commencement unleashed to dawn the human race
Circumscription began with this holy treasure of lies
To consecrate your lives
Crushing the purest virgin bones to dust
Hollow embodiments
Impeccable it is to drown in my compound of the mothers blood
Regurgitating the entrails of the womb
Eternal suffering blemishes fear to embark your breath
No pearly gates no sanctuary no heavenly praise
Just suffering, bleeding the screaming echoes through my realm
Enticed with blood, paved in flesh, I'm drowning in the maggots stench
You bathe encased
one with formaldehyde
Consciousless pathetic leeches continue to prey.
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Execrator
02:39
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I feel the temptress breath inside me decompose my heart
The stench of flesh re evaluates my outlook on life
The gates are shut behind me as I make my advance
A perverse face of lust is all that I see
Pathetic waste
Worshipping technological platforms
This is your destiny you worthless fetid specie
The chard remains encase my world
As we gaze upon the deaths of political blasphemy
With this blood I present cleansing
Prolonging my life to feast upon all virgin flesh
Beneath the church our ninth circle is nearly complete
Engraving the symbols in our skulls of this unholy ceremonies pending doom from below
The scars on my neck create a perfect symmetry of how life ends before death
Reflecting on society's lies
This is the planet I've come to despise
We must drink until thine glass is empty
The virgin blood trickles down my throat
This blissful drink of swine and lies
Hosted, a black mass surrounds those you dread to hate
Aged tongues spew knowledge from there dead throats
Feed me their agony
I'll take it all and beg for fate
Suspended is the mindset that I feed
Unrelenting hate
Never to be felt again
Rejuvenation dies
And takes those who fear with it
I am it, which embodies all
Speak, bleed, rinse, repeat
Sinking eyes deceive a new age of birth
Spilt, seek and move the earth
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Fetus in Fetu
03:39
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How long can you hold your breath?
To stop the pain from whats growing inside you
A curse in which the screams of a thousand disallow your sleep
If only satan possesed the stregnth to save you from the future agony
Your regret brings you
Reincarnated sin
Filling your stomach with filth
Live a life of suffering or provide the means for parasitic life
Ancenstrial paths lead by the wrong men decided your fate
A heinous god creating meaningless life on this pale, blue dot
Visualize what it can be on the outside
Hear the modulation of existence
Intelligent enough to determine there is no escape
Percribes thought for why to move on
Possesing only minor attributes defining life
Common man will continue
This abomonation will end
Likely not exiting this cavity allowing, relative sense of existence
The darkness envelopes
To reflect the past, further dismantling your conscious
Discovering darkness
Endless voices, a choir of slaughter resonates in order to lie you down
To let the hands of hate tear you apart.
Entanglement of fibers and brittle flesh succumb to a relentless grip mangled reduced to mutilated membrane remnants entangled
Within your intestines gradually outpour your lips. Burning and spoiling from the inside out.
A sentient born of a malicious tyrant.
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Crown Magnetar Colorado Springs, Colorado
Slamming tech deathcore. New album coming.
Endorsed by:
Scorpion Percussion
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