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Corrupted Demesne
03:04
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A monolith erected from filth
A construct fueled by death
Everything you thought you knew
Shattering eternally
They loom above, casting shadows
Endless pain, devours your mind
Look they rise, out of the mist
Symbols of Christ, splintering beneath.
Vanity’s portrait, weaves the web
Threads of deceit, choking your soul
Suffer salvation, bend the knee
Suffocate the masses, feel his wrath
Cloaked in ash, bathed in black
A virgin’s blood, calls him forth
Our master rises, wreathed in smoke
The world will fall, beneath his hoof
Jagged spires bursting forth
Sulphurous Mist, obscures the horde
Arise fetid creatures, ascend spawn of satan,
Destroy everything that the Christians hold dear
Suffer salvation, bend the knee
Suffocate the masses, feel his wrath
Corrupted Demesne!
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Breeding the End
03:27
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Each of us a species, vying for control
Every generation, going back and forth
Desperation growing, need to reproduce
While our numbers dwindle, their population swells
Faster, faster, faster, our offspring decrease
Sooner, sooner, sooner, our food stores deplete
Faster, faster, faster, we suffer defeat
Sooner, sooner, sooner, we’re going extinct
Breeding the end!
Brothers, Sisters, crumbling into dust
Watching the children rot into decay
Fading away every single day
Everything is but futility
Father, Mother, why must we die
Why do you turn grey
Colder than our enemies
Who steal away our life
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Widow's Web
02:58
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Your desires I can’t sate
Your lust is a brutal fate
Coitus destined to be carnage
Death your only true partner
Even though I won’t survive
Your love makes me feel alive
You can eat me any day, you can eat me any night
Crawl back to
Your filth hole
All that’s left
Is my soul
You always seem to know
What it takes to make me grow
To the web I’ll always follow
Just so I can feel you swallow
When we screw I feel on fire
Even though the situation’s dire
When you finish fucking me
St. Peter will be the one I see
Crawl back to
Your filth hole
All that’s left
Is my soul
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Old World Dragon
06:07
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Emerge ruffled dragon submerged in the streams
Skin as deep as water soaked beyond the sea
As brown as the soil from whence our sorrows breed
Creep from your murky abyss
Swallow the sun, open the sky, call forth the rain
Please dripping dragon walk these lands again
Emerging dragon! King of water!
A royal procession of aqueous beings slither and wriggle over this land
Bugs, snakes and lizards form a great steed
Wander great dragon follow their lead!
Silent the march stops out of the stream
Clouds gather tightly teasing storms from a dream
When out from the water a five fingered hand claws through the dirt and breaches the sand
At once it begins slow at the start
But quickly gains strength as the sky tears apart
And the dragons procession continues to march
Bring with your fertile fruit bearing seeds
Bring forth a harvest through winter we’ll feast
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Metal Maniacs based in Staten Island and Minnesota. Originally formed in Oxford, Ohio
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