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Nocturnal Redemption
04:42
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I walk with death
Hand in hand
A ravenous god of the night
Shapeless like a nightmare
That would lull you to sleep
To feed on the essence of life.
Now from a once mundane existence, do I ascend,
To haunt the darkness like a wraith
You're so like cattle, unsuspecting, ignorant.
I quench my thirst upon your kind.
A man no more,
I transcend
Mortality's waiting embrace
Apex predation,
My hunger is sated
In a crimson delirium's grip
Until the light returns to put us back to sleep,
Until the dawn, we'll feast...
By day I sleep...
And I dream in shades of red
Awaking with a hunger like I've known
Now from a once mundane existence, do I ascend,
To haunt the darkness like a wraith
You're so like cattle, unsuspecting, ignorant.
I quench my thirst upon your kind.
I've been reborn.
Though I'm damned,
I've no longer a need for a soul
Apex predation
With infinite hatred
I'll cull from your flock what I need
Until the light returns to put us back to sleep,
Until the dawn, we feast..
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Blasphemy Hymn
03:38
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LIES!
Tyranny!
A thousand angels scream
Your stoic savior, silent, perched upon his pole
Tortured, butchered,
Your sickly scarecrow god
Shall be devoured for the glory of the goat.
"Pray!" said the martyr,
all the way to the end. But...
no reprieve... Left to wonder..
"Do I have a plan B?"
No?
A god of mercy, the architect of hell, you say?
The one who said "turn the other cheek"?
A god who loves us, but won't so much as speak?
LIES!
Blasphemy!
That's what your priests would say.
They dare to speak as if they have moral authority,
Seething, needing...
For innocence defiled
Gods chosen rapists sate their lust upon his precious young...
Said the preacher,
"You'll be saved in the end"
But... Give him praise (and your money)
salvation don't come free.
Thou shalt not this, thou shalt not that...until we tell you to.
The ones who lead you don't seem to be playing by your rules.
Knowledge and truth, the greatest enemies of your faith...
Oh morning star, Lord Lucifer,
Wilt thou alight our way?
Our way!
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Black Majesty
05:51
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One thousand years,
Our war has raged
Across this earth
Our pious enemies usurped
It seems their belief had been misplaced,
In a god that chose to never show his face
I wonder if he heard their screams
Our time has come, so it seems
Ye wretched children,
Come unto me
And without guilt we'll satiate our needs
We the unholy,
Shall sow our seeds
As we create a universe obscene
Now swear your fealty to the night,
see your oppressors cast aside,
BROKEN and disgraced, in their graves
And so shall rise our kingdom vile,
as none thats ever come before,
Our reign of urges now unfettered,
Built upon the splinters of a cross
Your false prophets fear
these words, in vain.
"Do as thou wilt"
And it remains our only law.
Seems that their faith has been misplaced.
And their cult of guilt and fear has been erased.
Those that remain can only scream
"Our time has gone"
....so it seems
Ye wretched children,
Come unto me
And without guilt we'll satiate our needs
We the unholy,
Shall sow our seeds
As we create a universe obscene
Now swear your fealty to the night,
And you shall see your oppressors cast aside,
BROKEN and disgraced, in their graves
And so shall rise our kingdom vile,
as none thats ever come before,
Our reign of urges now unfettered,
Built upon the splinters of a cross...
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4. |
A Cold Caress
03:59
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Here in this crypt,
I'm happy as a pig in shit
I'll never tire of my little graveyard games
I dig my fingers into graveworm ridden flesh
Rot softened skin gives way to the slightest touch
I close my eyes
I breathe the acrid stench
I penetrate her parchment skin
As maggots writhe
upon my swollen sin
I creep in again
I need sweet release
Oh, the ecstasy
these necrotic pleasures bring
And once they die, I push inside
They'd say I'm sick
If they knew of my predilection
Id say they're right, but hey, I guess that's more for me.
Congealing liquids pool around my filthy knees
As I thrust into this rotten meat, foul object of my needs
I close my eyes
I breathe the acrid stench
I penetrate her parchment skin
As maggots writhe
upon my swollen sin
I creep in again
I need sweet release
Oh, the ecstasy
these necrotic pleasures bring
And once they die, I come alive
Alive...
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The Shroud
02:41
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Undeath...
They call it a curse...
The short-sighted fools...
I shall defile this mortal coil,
else my knowledge be entombed...
I've stolen eternity
By my will alone I breathe
Dead flesh contains my being
Forevermore...
I trudge through the centuries
wielding my black incantations
By vile necromancy
I live once more...
Returned... Undead...
Beyond... The shroud of death
I rise...once again,
Thoroughly damned
The tides of the ages shall bolster my power,
Unrestricted by that
inevitable hour
Powers long forgotten, mine to command
An insult to god, the inversion of man
I trample the centuries
a product of black conjurations
By vile necromancy
I live once more
I am a wound in eternity
Unholy experimentation
In this foul phylactery
My soul endures....
Returned... Undead...
Beyond... The shroud of death
I rise...once again,
Thoroughly damned
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6. |
Fear The Void Below
04:17
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Unending cascades of pain swallow souls in fiery waves.
This place is real, and it awaits... Waits...
Descending, ever downward.
See what forever has in store.
The screaming shall never cease.
Damnation in misery.
Created for our master and his foul angels black,
by your god of mercy, in his love, infinite?
To suffer in this black abyss...
In torment you shall remain,
repentance a bit too late.
This place is real,
and it awaits... It waits...
Descending, ever downward.
See what forever has in store.
The screaming shall never cease.
Damnation in misery.
Abandon all hope now, all ye who enter here.
You dwell now, eternal,
in this foul kingdom of despair...
To suffer in this black abyss...
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7. |
Marionettes
02:52
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What was once called living now is frozen still in time
With lacquered flesh and staring eyes
I craft these dolls of mine
With focus now I break their bones and string them up with glee
With movements of my hands now I shall make them dance for me
They stare never blinking
So still, rotting inside
Until master calls them,
To dance...
Dance my painted puppets
see them swaying to the sound
Now they shall be forever mine
No bodies to be found
Dance my sick creations
Your beauty on a string
Now I've made you my masterpiece
Of pure morbidity
Depart ye wretched spirits, flee,
for I've no need of your soul,
to my delight I find thine eyes but hollow empty holes
you though once imperfect, flawed in your mortality
shall now make my collection one step closer to complete
They stare never blinking
So still, rotting inside
Until master calls them,
To dance...
Dance my painted puppets
see them swaying to the sound
Now shall be forever mine
No bodies to be found
Dance my sick creations
Your beauty on a string
Now I've made you my masterpiece
Of pure morbidity
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8. |
I Call Down Horrors
04:46
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Inside the circle, I speak the names
I utter incantations vile,profane
I call on the dark chaos crawling from beyond,
The looming shadow on the stars
the taint of corruption hangs heavy in the air
Run to your priests now and pray to your Christ,
But no God can save you from what is to come...
Turn your attention to the skies...
realities unravel before your eyes,
darkening the heavens, with swarming flies
I call down horrors... I call down horrors...
The book is opened, the pact is made
We beckon eldritch beings, vile, profane
I call on the dark chaos crawling from beyond,
The shadow looming on the stars
the taint of corruption hangs heavy in the air
Run to your priests now and pray to your Christ,
But no God can save you from what is to come...
Turn your attention to the skies...
realities unravel before your eyes,
darkening the heavens, with swarming flies
I call down horrors... I call down horrors...
Humanity undone
Blackening the sun
A twilight eternal
The deal has been made
And we will be their slaves
But we shall exist...
Turn your attention to the skies...
realities unravel before your eyes,
darkening the heavens, with swarming flies
I call down horrors... I call down horrors...
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Curse The Flesh Mobile, Alabama
Curse the Flesh was formed in 2012. Combining the harmonies and songwriting prevalent in melodic death metal, the catchy brutality of early American death metal and select elements from Norwegian black metal, Curse the Flesh fuse influences to create their own brand of death metal. The music doesn't just sound evil, it sounds like evil that has already won. ... more
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