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Pitiless
03:47
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You worthless coward
Hiding in the depths of your filth.
Arise from your tomb, face this, face me.
Your actions have lead me to follow in ones footsteps.
Bleeding your ignorance over the floor.
Now you have a taste of what you have spread among me, among my brothers.
Respect you only crave, eat my heart out but you shall never receive my compliance.
Respect you only crave, eat my heart out and never receive my compliance.
Never shall my blood boil for you again.
Your actions have lead me to follow in ones footsteps.
Bleeding your ignorance over the floor.
You will remain the whole scum of my earth: live, breath, eat these relics that use to be my utopia.
Your future is in your hands its going to take a lot more than being on your fucking knees.
You worthless coward hiding in the depths of your filth arise from your tomb.
You will remain the scum of my whole earth.
Live, breath, eat these relics.
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Guardian
03:18
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Face me, your guardian keeper of souls.
Placing it in the most precious kingdom.
Only to become ignorant in itself.
The animal within me craves your carnal touch.
This new tastes spoils every appetite.
Drenched in vocal harassment.
My soul screams in pain and cannot contain its sadness.
As it, Speaks to, you in tongues.
This scripture is nothing new, its been spoke before, but with never such, disappointment.
Follow your way to a new life.
For i was keeper of your soul, Now i, I am destroyer.
Drenching myself in liquid courage i rid my fire. Let the tides rise.
Take this regret and lay it to rest.
This theater of pain have been forgotten.
Face me, your guardian, keeper of souls. Placing it in the most precious kingdom. Only to become ignorant in itself.
The animal within me, craves.
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Cannabis Daggers
05:02
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Fight with silence, my soul is aching, play me something beautiful.
My devil dances with his demons. Perched on the escarpment silence screams of past horrors.
Implode like assassins.
Tangling my entrails.
Whispered attacks feed the anger.
Silence discourages inner emotions.
Schizophrenic thoughts vanish as quickly as they came.
With blood on the dance floor an inhale from the devils seed, we dance again.
We dance again.
A whirlwind of dementia assassinates my inner thoughts.
Casting it's spell.
Sending me through a blaze of pain. It's overwhelming feeling of bliss makes me breathe his vaporous seed.
Fight with silence, my soul is aching, play me something beautiful.
I can't control these urges that lead me to destruction.
I'm weeping internally, focus drops.
Release me.
Not until my bidding is done.
I can't breathe.
Never will you again.
You've filled my lungs.
Seeps into your blood.
Vaporous Seed.
I can't control these urges that lead me to destruction, I'm weeping internally.
Schizophrenic thoughts vanish as quickly as they came. With blood on the floor an inhale from the devils seed.
We dance again.
Fight, fight with silence my soul is aching.
Play, play me something beautiful.
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Darkness Weeps
05:55
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This darkness harps, weeping its song to our inner demons.
Senses tingle at the mere thought they could be watching you.
A cold shiver flows throughout un-preparing you for the worst.
Eyes fixated to the dark corners, waiting for whatever creeps the shadows.
Calming oneself to ease the tension of what lurks, the tension on what lurks
It only makes you scream on the inside. Bodily functions rise,
To go forth with such a mission or wait till the break of dawn.
Unimaginable auditorial pillaging, the little hairs erect.
This is the the end.
Unimaginable auditorial pillaging, the little hairs erect.
The voices they speak, calling out. Your biggest fear, communication.
The darkness feeds off your fear.
"Begone with you!" your thoughts repeat.
Only adding fuel to the feast.
"What is your name, WHAT IS YOUR NAME" they bag of the.
White faces emerging from the edge.
Calling out thy name.
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Protosequence Edmonton, Alberta
Modern death metal from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.
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