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Manifest The Pestilence
03:24
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This is nothing but exile, The Race of Faceless Liars
We will send you back to the grave which your kind crawled out from
You are the devils partener, I am the Bloody Master
I am the Deity
For this is my creation opon this world now
I am the devils kraken, This water will cleanse you
As you flail your arms about this wretched tide
I will plant my seed in this wretched corpse
We will destory the alll seeing eye
Watch as everything you love dies,
Everything you love is now in my hand
This is not, this is not hope
Your cunt is a rotting tomb, I am one of the bastard childern
Rebirthing my race inside your womb
This is the end, You bitch
Pray For The Worst
You will never see this face again,
I swear to god ill fucking kill you.
Blood shot eyes, Watching you as you suffer
Follow my lead
Spread the disease
For this is not
Our Last Words.
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Sanctioned Despondency
04:07
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Iv felt this a hundred times.
Tonight is the first night
The night I act on this necromantic lust
Endless sleep will be tainted
Make this lifeless corpse whole again
Skin tightens as I pry the lid
See you in your restless slumber
I never want this day to come again
To the grave this requiem has been sung
this was not my choice, Nor was it yours
lost love in nights past, tell me this isn't true
Holding your head, I kiss your rotting neck
I never want this day to come again
You were not meant for this life, throes of death take over
My eyes are set on my offering, to the unholy one
I offer you this child, for take it as my bastard song
To this blackened night we bow and we serve
Along with this offering, I give you my unholy form
Now I lay with my deceased, Embraced the end, This Requiem shall be sung
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This is nothing but exile, The Race of Faceless Liars
We will send you back to the grave which your kind crawled out from
You are the devils partener, I am the Bloody Master
I am the Deity
For this is my creation opon this world now
I am the devils kraken, This water will cleanse you
As you flail your arms about this wretched tide
I will plant my seed in this wretched corpse
We will destory the alll seeing eye
Watch as everything you love dies,
Everything you love is now in my hand
This is not, this is not hope
Your cunt is a rotting tomb, I am one of the bastard childern
Rebirthing my race inside your womb
This is the end, You bitch
Pray For The Worst
You will never see this face again,
I swear to god ill fucking kill you.
Blood shot eyes, Watching you as you suffer
Follow my lead
Spread the disease
For this is not
Our Last Words.
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5. |
(667)
04:22
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You are blinded by their deception
Thousands now kneel to his knees
You are leading with closed eyes
When will you see this bloodshed
A government who has let our sons
Fed on the flesh of our fathers
Flames set forth, to the bastard sons of this damned nation
Trying to look with out eyes
Trying to act with out emotion
With my six names, I will end this
We will act without your guidance
Our kind will rise, without asking above
These eyes shall see once more
These ears shall listen once more
These hands shall kill once more again
You are the disease
Hear my words
I am hell, in my six names
I will be on the one to bring you up from your fucking knees
I am hell, in my six names
Open your eyes, see the world around you
I don't need you...
I am hell, in my six names
I AM THE PRO CREATOR
I am the Deity
I Don't Need Your Fucking Savior
Open your eyes, see the world around you
I don't need your fucking guidance
I don't need your fucking betrayal
I am the deity, the son of the burning blood
We are not of your master plan
When we desire nothing but blood
I want you
to pray to
your
god.
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Pro Creator
03:13
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