1. |
Praxis
01:45
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you are the source of empty faith
black sun in your eyes
as you crawl through the mirror
beast of Horace, feast on the damned
my heart is on fire
this ecstatic pain
mercy never comes
my soul is on fire
and you are the same
mercy never comes
…in this hour of descent
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2. |
Melt The Walls
02:28
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sadistic one
a necessary fate
my lord and maiden
behold this virgin death
you are my fatalist
in the grip of this god’s caress
i am your father
you are my desert sun
my lord and maiden
angel and whore
with tears of virgin black
you confess your lies to me
you are my succubus
in the grip of this emptiness
your sickness
of instinct
death evocation
no dream could ever spare
star of Set, branded like
your bleeding heart
dry in these dying hands
i revel in the sins of hell
i carry forth your will
as promulgation
blackened hand
will be my instrument
to condemn this world to death
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3. |
Crone Goddess
03:10
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i summon thee
infernal god of broken time
with sodden tears, i weep
for the nameless bitch
haunt me from inside
your tongue around my neck
fucking my dreams
i am a servant of sadistic fantasy
your fallen name
crooked cross upon your lips
i recognize the day
this world would burn to sodden shit
haunt me from inside
this rope around my neck
fucking my dreams
i am a servant of sadistic fantasy
i am your sacrifice
i am the cost of fate
in the slime i feel your touch
dissolving ecstasy
what i want could not be sane
bathed in blood you’re calling
all you give i ask for
virgin flood will be your grave
i am your sacrifice
compulsive masochist
in the slime i feel your touch
dissolving ecstasy
what i want could not be sane
bathed in blood you’re calling
all you give i ask for
the blackest love will be your name
the night returns to pull you under
suffocation staves
the bleeding thing between your legs
a darkness that stares back
when you close your eyes
i’ll be your master
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4. |
Outer Body Abyss
02:01
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the fire returns
this tide of black
rivers carved in flesh
bleeding from the sun
body without end
repentance for the sake of none
all i see
all i feel
void of a thousand days
a plague revealed
to those who seek it
burning in your hell
is the worth the wait
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5. |
Your Weight In Sulfur
04:50
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in the darkness of your light
you know i’m coming clean
to end this game
i’ve known the godless in your heart
now pull the blessed switch
and end this fucking stalemate
and save me
in the darkness of your eyes
i’ve seen reflections past
beyond the global arc of time
i’ve seen the godless in your soul
now fucking let me in
to share the throne of begotten angels
now save me
helpless fuck, virgin to
your punishment
seeker of invidious reward
from the serpent to the vein
i’ll be your brother
in time we will share this pain
you pray but the body still burns
unrestrained rivers will flow
plague-ridden rats grow stronger
here your dreams are born to suffer
unrestrained rivers will flow
how deceptive the lure of power
sickness to dust
this tomb will be my penance
ashes to rest
this fire will be my altered state
i am the light
conceived by the damned
traitors deny
this act of coronation
sentence of death
their blood on my hands
i am the one
forging all lost prophecies
i am the light
leader of the damned
vermin feast on this carnal tomb
sacred temple of blasphemy
understand it’s my soul that bleeds
born from the void of life
pagan father, we are one
in this sacred temple of lies
understand it’s my soul that bleeds
born from the void of life
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6. |
Two Eyes Become One
03:06
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insurgency awaken
dead flesh taut
fuel for the lesser keys
Baal transform me
in the silence of death
our hand will rule
in the fallen name
in the better name
city is dominion
godless faith
fuel for the lesser keys
death transform me
endless vision of light
my soul will bleed
for the fallen name
for the better name
in the final days
a vision behind the skull
my poison cleanse the blessed
a weapon to kill the soul
in the final days
a vision beyond the sun
my poison bleed the sick
a weapon to cleanse the soul
freeways leveled
exits close
who has the guts to claim
this hell as their own?
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7. |
Abattoir Sun
03:35
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acid rain scald my eyes
rotting soil fill my veins
i greet your smile with baited breath
untold, reborn, to see beyond this dream
return to the estranged
repulsed by the coldest touch
until reborn i reap the fallout
misery is ordained
dead names call
branding initiates
i choose to burn
for my mistakes
this day of suffering
will come for all
rebels born again
to rule this urban wasteland
spirit of decay
purged of worthless fate
radiation frost
a seething human wasteland
spirit of decay
purged of human faith
predictions smashed
face of lies melting into stone
crawling for the sun
crafting your dreams
only to find this life
was meaningless for all who tried
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8. |
Crossroad Black
03:06
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i smell you on this urban night
in shadows where deals are made
searching again
for clarity with a bullet in the head
open altar awaits
the day of my return
vomit from the mouths of swine
pleading for their fucking lives
sacrifice in vain
there is no afterlife
world of hunters born
afflicted by the knife
radiant black
i am the one you seek
in praise of certain death
in the eye of eternal sleep
you think your life is sorrow-filled
i’ll show you fucking tears
i am the killing fields
hesitation, the only mistake
loathsome cowards
could never end this final act
cleansed of your faith
your body returned to earth
sacrificial slaves
impaled by their selfish lust
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9. |
Immolation Hymn
03:06
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poker face can’t hide this death mask
no reason to change your ways
all along you’ve felt the blade in your back
their time to mourn for better days
in the silence, her smell is coming close
i see the angle, motherfucker
that day of suicide the weak will come to terms
and you’re left with the pain you know
you feed…fleshless…god of death
the seething blood of anarchy
this diadem of flames
the strength to bring this world
to its knees
a twisting of the knife
sadistic in its reign
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Saccharine Underground Washington, D.C.
Washington, D.C. musical collective, artist network and non-profit label.
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