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Moonlight and soil, our torches light the path. Torment and toil, mankind has been abashed. I fear we'll rot away, from violence, decayed. Under dim lights our grins will fade. Conspiracy to cleanse all man, under secrecy it is our plan. The Lord of men in blood does weep. they don't deserve it. Let them sleep. One last sight of visions light, our torches are lit and we chant for blight. Eyes transfixed, a serpents born in the blades of grass the wind does cry. Our final moments will draw nigh, dark lord almighty hear me this night. I feel the darkness raping me. Twisting and ripping with the spawn of wretched seed. Why did I start this can a god ever save me? Lost to the stars I will always be.
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They Raised A Pale Sigil
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Amidst the flames, the spirits sing. A pale sigil is raised in their name. Appease the masters and make them hear our screams. A writhing, rotten and dying soulless claim. A face rises up, the smoke plumes pulling outwards. "What does thou want, mortal? Pain, disease or pleasure?" It's here we've beckoned you, to save our worthless species. It's here we beg of you, to call on light is heresy. Rain down, everlasting entity. "I won't help these dying worms, you see. Parasitic, eating off the flesh from me. You will die, breathe the flame in eternity." We have failed you, here we lie. This is where it ends, all of mankind cries. The skies envelop the earth as she dies. Our words fall silent as the spirits fly. The grass is gone and the world turned bare. The trees don't sway, no life lives here. A single tear for what once was, there's no repairing what we have done. Our souls condemned for eternity, enslaved of malevolent entities. This spell binds none, we are undone.
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Achromatic Gloom
03:19
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Time melts away. (Time melts away) And now I stay, crawling and whimpering. Lifeless and gray, my shrill voice piercing the nothingness. I weep for my ignorance, an elegy to mankind's foolishness. All I know now is desolate, everything that once was has turned to ash and dust we salt the earth with our pleas of liberation. I am torn between living and ending it all but the portal beckons. Amidst the curdling blood of a distant sea, I scour the bones and teeth for God's loving Grace. Let me die. Let me die. Oh god please let me die. Wandering, panicking, all sense of sanity slipping. No funeral for mankind, we tried to save it but flawed are our minds. Look to the dawn and scream as it fades, I couldn't save her by god she's betrayed.
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A Mantra of Blight
03:08
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The world is dark, and it's only getting darker. Close minded fucks make the population larger. Weeping for loss, weeping for your god. The cries of children and their dead mothers. What have you done? Now they're all fucking dead. You saved yourself, let them rot instead. You dug your grave, you dug your grave. Take us back to when we once had no idea. Execution, removing heads, bodies squirm. Execution, these lives are lost, nothing earned, no redemption. Windows closing, fault lines shifting. Flame is dying, life of humanity seizing. Purgatory. Lost forever. The vein has opened, hemorrhaging all ancient beings, the earth will fade away. We will be crowned in misery and suffering. This legacy of arrogance has brought the end of man.
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If angels wings were ripped and they were raped on a stage, the feeling stays, no sleep and terror in my own flesh. Please let me fade. I've wandered long and I crave the kiss of death. Like the moon on a cold night, the blue luminescent glow on an earth turned black. I reap the seed of my transgressions and hold all man's woe. My life's a lie, the only truth now is the pain I hold. Clenching and heaving through my hollow chest and now I'm thrown, to the deep. Apocalyptic rapture savior flying down to thee, heaven is a lie. Clenching and heaving through my hollow chest and I'm now I'm thrown, to the deep. Apocalyptic rapture, savior flying down to thee, heaven is a lie. Heaven is a lie. So come with me, let me give you all the pain you need. Heaven is a lie. The reason I'm still here, the reason that I cannot die. Heaven Is a lie. And then I see it. I see what lies beyond. The horizon breaks. In the distance I can see the fog, I can see the incline of the earth twisting into a peak. I hear a whisper, sharp and stabbing, breaking and rending. "Look what you've done, look what man has wrought." My legs carry me up to the peak, as if I have no control. The earth falls away behind me and to sin I atone. My eyes flood with regret and my skin starts to crawl. I can't believe what I see, there is no god here for this world.
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The smell so putrid, it fills my nostrils. Salt water and metallic copper, it was then that I witnessed. A bolt of lightning cracks the sky like a fragile rotting urn. There it was, a sea of blood raging and frothing over. Somehow I knew, Everyone that id loved was drowning in the distance. I can hear their screams so familiar, gurgling and pleading beneath the crimson waves. This is my fault, I'm the reason everyone suffers, a martyr for the liar. Beneath these seas lies the bodies of the Earth, the righteous and the wicked. I raise my hands up to the sky, a cry that's desperate, lost and astray. The lightning strikes my body leaving me paralyzed. I fall into the ocean and blood fills my lungs. I see the translucent faces of the ones that I once loved. And then as I'm surrounded, I let out a crooked smile, almost in relief. Like a pack of wolves they descend and tear my flesh from me. The weight of my sins, are colossal, unrepentable. My vision goes black as I sink down below....down below. The flesh of my body, my skin, my limbs, will not ascend. Ripped asunder from the joints between my bones, hell save my soul.
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