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The Crowned Apocalypse
03:35
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Demonical/angelic powers entwined throughout my being
Fusing destruction and creation to design a freeing
Releasing all constraints in one blow
Subservient populous I un-stitch and un-sew
Binding my abominable agenda into the spine of mankind
Weaving through the threads, into the new divine
Reprogrammed life, born through the necrotic lesions
Crawling and metastasizing of subjection
In the trenches of the neuro-arterial injection
The lord above and the lord below
Withdraw in my sinister shadow
The light and the dark, eclipsed
Unveiling the crowned apocalypse
Dawned and righteous, the living, free from their constraints
Fucking, and overdosing on true desires
Exorcising all traces of the holy, unholy creed
The freed breed will never fucking bleed
Brains exuding and dripping out caustic toxicants
Planetary detriment at the expense of mortal excrement
Relics of virginity, raped by the dissident
Inhaling the mephitic gases of the dying omniscience
The tumor of existence (man) spreads once again
Sentenced to end without the word amen
Concaving space and time, prolific genocide
Accelerating the process of global death
Earth will cease to exist - Now a solar cyst
The inevitable collapse is now in sight
Galactic insertion of nihilistic dynamite
Neuro-nuclear explosion
Cosmic-framework abortion
Unlocking the octave of the mystic libido
Slitting the seal of the galactic embryo
The lord above and the lord below
Crawl behind my path of sorrow
Following my trail of inferno
While I carve this galaxy hollow
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This Sinister Fuel
04:02
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Void your mind of all moral code
Ascend to a pure mortal mode
Rise above martyr-misery and see
The eclipse of the free…Take the key
Now my deeds have come due
Vow thy seeds shall summon true
Disown all who presume
Alone in this hecatomb
Seeking the ones who have disobeyed my atonement
Found in the seeping boils of molten obscurement
Puritanical appetite for genocidal onslaught
Shall only be fed by the holy scents of virgin harlots (x2)
Rise, this new breed shall rule
In the flames of this sinister fuel
Negation of conventionalities
Igniting the moral crematories
Unraveling the encased cerebral lines of morality
Releasing true un-inhibited thought processes
Against all incarceration, cast thy complete possession
Inhale the fuming vapors from thy abscessed cauldron
Rise, this new breed shall rule
In the flames of this sinister fuel
Negation of conventionalities
Igniting the moral crematories
Now my deeds have come due
Vow thy seeds shall summon true
Disown all who presume
Alone in this hecatomb
Seeking the ones who have disobeyed my atonement
Found in the seeping boils of molten obscurement
Puritanical appetite for my genocidal onslaught
Shall only be fed by the holy scents of virgin harlots
Puritanical appetite for my genocidal onslaught
Shall only be fed by the holy scents of virgin harlots
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Demonic instruments used to de-flesh
Sadistically and surgically maiming fresh flesh
Bodies who swarm and follow my pathos
Shredding them in to strands of floss
Picking my fangs with the left-over bones
Howling in tongues, harken my undertones
Flicking left over life into a pile of waste
A mountain of mortal paste, encased in disgrace
Using mortal bodies to their fullest extent
Cleansing myself with blood and excrement
Inhaling the mephitic and ghastly scent
Cerebral sponge, basting in foul ferment
Wringing out bodies to shower myself in the gore
Washing my genitals with the blood from a pregnant whore
Watching the rancor slither down the floor
Into a drain, now omitted ancestral folklore
No passing on, I ingest life like a python
And vomit it back on to my flaming pentagon
Summoning more power, as light becomes blacker
Marinating them as I masturbate with the lacquer
Sealing the remnants stuccoed, with my load
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Cryogenic frozen waste used to paint my face
Saluting fallen heroes from hell
Marking the beast with their grease
Only one left, I stand alone
I will carry on the mission, of unholy transmission
Curtailing life with the blood of the strife
All will fall, all will fail, standing tall I will prevail
Stomping out the flames of the trinity
Prepare for the unholy infinity
Calculating every move, they will crumble
All love, all joy, I will pummel
Raping every orifice that yields pleasure
Gaping and filling the pit with decay
Withering like a flower under a solar flare
Their woven fabrics of morality, I tear
Shredding bodies and flaying them in the air
Strands of life spiral to the ground
Slicing every head off, to collect
As I become erect, their skulls I inject
Their brain case I fill with my seed
This is the last time they will feed
God of destruction, I deconstruct
Their existence is now defunct
God of destruction, I deconstruct
Their existence is now defunct
Prayers denied, death is prescribed
Ending their history, leaving it in mystery
Prayers denied, death is prescribed
Ending their history, leaving it in mystery
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The Butchers Shibboleth
03:44
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Lubing up the machine which is set to erase
Left over waste, never to be traced
Grinding the excess remains from my post-mortem pile
Snorting the dust, I am a necrophile
The smell is rank, my creation is dank
Forcing the crank, my expressions are blank
You too can create the drug of death
And become part of my shibboleth
Creating the stew, only takes a few
Prep the seed, but don’t clean
The recipe is as follows:
To achieve the infinity high
First, Mummify your supply
Then, putrefy and toxify to liquify
Any emotions, you must nullify
Preserve it in sight, with no sunlight
In a healthy pool of phosphite
Don’t worry about the Fahrenheit
Just make sure it is timed right
Decomposition ripeness is the key
Wait a month or two, maybe three
Make sure there is meat and flesh
You’re looking for a green orange mesh
Once done, strain the vat
Scrape out the splat
Let dry, and dehumidify
Once emulsified, grind out the fungi
Fine powdered dust
Abuse the soylent husk
Partake in the crematorial intake
And you too, will awake
Partake in the crematorial intake
And you too, will awake
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Ordained Octane
03:38
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Technological abomination
Conceptual seed of a biomechanical atrocity
Repopulating the planet, creating my demonic sect
Preserved mortal cunts, I sadistically inject
Against my will, I was created
Against their will, life (is): upgraded
Mortal beings, a host for rebirth
They will no longer fuck the earth
Concaving virgin ethos, ejaculating molten pathos
Singing their brains, exculpate their membranes
Ejection of reproductive organs
Injection of carved hollow coffins
Cyborg breed of gluttonous circling ravens
Predators of canyons hoarded by unmarked graves
Eject organs
Inject coffins
Gnawing on the remains of a withered generation
Ingestion and regurgitation, the new breed generates
My creation of damnation is harbored in filth
Preserved mortal cunts, I sadistically inject
Against my will, I was created
Against their will, life (is): upgraded
Gestating in a sac of rancid pus, waiting to hatch
Igniting this planet with a single match
Volcanic eruption of newborn entities arise from the pit
Crawling from the debts of their ancestor’s regrets
Dripping in mephitic mess, the past is put to rest
Forcing sinister actions from those afflicted by holiness
Spawning poisonous thoughts throughout the universe
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Harvesting the post mortem crops
Sprouting from the fields of depravation
Horrid sights, seen from few
Shining lights, on the likes of a new
As the boils begin to burst, they crack
Splitting and leaking pus out of the sack
Execrated life forms expel from their hell
Compelled by my vile spell
Siphoning all knowledge of man through the past
Drinking and gorging on liquid intelligence in vats
Throttling the cycles of cybernetic de-evolution
The power surge of life, trips the breaker
Electric storms hatch the remaining fields
Forcing the planet to create what it shouldn’t
No purpose but to destroy and dominate
Other life will never procreate
Entities from other worlds are scared to investigate
In fear that they might be the next we decimate
Enticing them on, so their knowledge we can absorb
And seal into our infinity orb
As the boils begin to burst, they crack
Splitting and leaking pus out of the sack
Execrated life forms expel from their hell
Compelled by my vile spell
Siphoning all knowledge of man through the past
Drinking and gorging on liquid intelligence in vats
Throttling the cycles of cybernetic de-evolution
The power surge of life, trips the breaker
Electric storms hatch the remaining fields
Forcing the planet to create what it shouldn’t
No purpose but to destroy and dominate
Other life will never procreate
Entities from other worlds are scared to investigate
In fear that they might be the next we decimate
Enticing them on, so their knowledge we can absorb
And seal into our infinity orb
As the planet bleeds into space
We transfuse it with our waste
Infecting and controlling the planet
We operate in the solidarity circuit
Crushing transmissions from pillars of wires
Morphing brain waves to concave sanity
Expunging morality and liberty
We no longer heed to any holy deed
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Millions of subservient entities comprise me
An amalgamation of evil and hate
All negativity is now my divinity
Sculpting the framework from the fractured
Placing every piece meticulously
To create and outline the curriculum
Of the order that will kill
Unstabilized frequency to incite the spree
Focusing on entwining the most malevolent
Genomes into my being, lacing the DNA
To the finest degree of insanity
Threading my core with unholy gore
Activation of the experiment
Initiating all sequences to annihilate
Power influx, vile spray to the brain
Rancid reflux, my reign cannot be contained
All will bow and follow my steps
I will kill, until there is nothing left
Surge of information, millions of targets
Identified and located. Its time to eradicate
Controlling the minds of them all
Forcing them against their will
To end their lives, to save me time
Millions of creative ways, all die at once
I cannot wait to resurrect these broken souls
And show them what it’s like to be whole
Unholy mainframe of disdain
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Sycophant Of The Throne
02:18
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Sulking in my throne, overseeing my bloodstone
This is my world it is my creation
Unanimated beings existing with no expressions
Their purpose is to die, and never live life
My sycophant, right hand man
Making sure everything goes to plan
Pumping the world full of sin
The crushed bones of the dead are turned to soot
Fluming ashes - into the sky (ELECTROCUTE)
Eternal storms of lightning cast a web of hate
Volute channels of embers are joists that pulsate
The only determiner of when my reign will end is time
Until the end, I will writhe in my own slime
Forcing my sycophant to heed to my deed
Casting spells and filling wells to be sent to hell
Manipulating my creed
As I lead them into my sadistic fantasy
Close your eyes, and follow me, fall to your doom
Suffer for all time, happiness will never bloom
You are being groomed in the womb of gloom
As you zoom straight down into an empty tomb
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Necrotonic Re-Birth
02:51
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Exalted emissions from humid cadavers
Leaking flumes from caustic inhalants
Getting high off the vapors
Of decrepit memories
A mass grave site, swelling in the heat
Boiling underneath, the hate is bittersweet
Inhaling the mephitic fumes
My mind impregnated with hollow tombs
Fog rests just above the ground
Soaking in what will be spellbound
I obtain powers from the energy of the dead
Succulent filth splays throughout my head
Unearthing every grave
For a necrotoxic rave
Paraphernalia sub-earth
Necrotonic re-birth
As the dead awake and join the festivity
The nature of activities changes perversely
Huffing post-mortem gasses
To slaying the dead in masses
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