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Onset of Disaster
01:33
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Undeath Eternal
02:53
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Raised to life, purchased from the realm of death
A horde of mindless drones rot away beneath the flesh
Sewn and fashioned by the magics of the damned
Awakened by unholy possession
I conjure by the wrath of Hell, a conjoining of these limbs to dwell in vindictive malice
I invoke a hunger in thee
Thirst for blood
Hunger for flesh
Stop at nothing
Putrid, vile, disgusting wastes of skin
I summon the embodiment of sin to stalk the earth
Abominations; rejects of death
Go forth, my children and drink the planet dry
Suffer, for I have suffered too
Maim them; this world has turned its back on me
Solace: I shall find in revenge
Destroy all, for they do no deserve to live
Putrid, vile, disgusting wastes of skin
I summon the embodiment of sin to stalk the earth
Abominations; rejects of death
Go forth, my children and drink the world dry
Ten thousand legions of spiteful corpses birthed in the wake of an instant
They shall be my eyes-- they shall be my hands
Drown them in the undying grasp of my resolve
I only lust to see the final breaths of man
An urge indwelling me from the day they cast me out
I raise my heel to smother the flame of mankind
This day a new sky veils the earth
Blood oceans surge across the barren land
Totems of man's power and structures of their strength obliterated by the masses of the dead
Putrid, vile, disgusting wastes of skin
I summon the embodiment of sin to stalk the earth
Abominations; rejects of death
Go forth, my children and drink the world dry
The end has now begun
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The Feeding
03:03
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Old legends tell of vile beasts within the earth:
Massive parasites which feed on sin and wretched deeds
They grow larger by the hour, for nothing can revert the ever growing truth
that no force alive can stop it; not a single work undoes
The Feeding
Living on the brink of sure annihilation
Few things remain certain aside from imminent death
The ground quivers ever so frequently
The beasts are sure to surface any moment of the day
They will come to reap the flesh of all sinners and the ones they deem unrighteous-- sifting through their victims like a lawful justiciar
The earth now aches for the very last time
The beasts have been confined to recesses in the ground
The planet trembles with the force of the legions of consumers boring holes within the dirt
There is no answer
No preparations to be made
We’ve surrendered before the first wave arrives
The beasts have surfaced; they drilled through soil
Nameless abominations
Unparalleled intent, no prisoners
Only the intent to obliterate
They will devour the world
Incinerate this world
Bodies painted with the ash of their brothers
We only wait for the nulling of man within this bludgeoned world
The beasts have surfaced; they drilled through soil
Nameless abominations
Unparalleled intent
No prisoners, only the intent to obliterate
We live only in a world in which we’re doomed to die
Every moment is torture
Looking behind our backs--impossible
We await the release of death
Devastating force of nature brought on us to be supreme judgement
This surely is the final reckoning
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Glancing over the edge of the void
Stood in awe with jaws agape,
Cataclysmic vortex swells over the mouth of oblivion--
a perilous descent into the unknown
I wait for the day when it shall call my name
I await the tender grasp of its cold embrace
Plumes of thunder reaching skyward
Hands of darkness crawl within
Forced, unfurling energy
A mass of untold strength
Reaching, grasping, struggling to escape confines
It rends the shackles of its cage
Seeks a host to end all days
It conquers all
Like a passover will erase
A single whisper removes all life
Gone, gone as the wind blows
Gone, gone as the dawn arrives
Gone, gone are the days of light
Gone, gone in The Great Omission
It lulls us to eternal rest and pulls us to the realm of the dead
Set us free
In complete compliance, they set their bodies free
the winds of sheer obliteration tear their souls apart
Gone, gone as the wind blows
Gone, gone as the dawn arrives
Gone, gone are the days of light
Gone, gone in The Great Omission
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Oppressor
03:50
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There lives a soul enraptured by the work of the devil
He praises vile deeds
For in the labor of evil, there is power in rivalry
No man should dare exert himself against the flesh of those who seek power
One by one, they’ll surely be slain; the hands which cling to the vestige of virtue
This pestilent soul ascends into the clasp of tyranny
He seeks only the path of ruin
Forced indentured servitude
Merciless enforcement
There is no escape from his grasp
All his instruments of pain ensure his potency
The only chance that’s given is to just be on his side
Not one being by his side stands by his actions
Only operate in fear
The halls are lined with bodies of his foes
Unfailing, unchanging; his wrath is ever growing
His fury, unending, now no-one dares upend him
Just like those before them, anyone who stands against him shall surely be demolished by the fires of his wrath
Merciless enforcement
There is no escape from his grasp
All his instruments of pain ensure his potency
The only chance that’s given is to just be on his side
Giving in to hate; it manifests itself
A man no longer-- a being of pure evil lives within
I am giving in to hate; it manifests itself
A man no longer; a being of pure evil lives within
True evil lives within
Final breath is drawn, last expulsion of air
Body bursts in flames, flesh exudes blackened lava
Dematerialized body flakes to ashes
Embers caress the air and begin their ascent
Darkened clouds and blackened flames adorn the once blue sky
The world now truly knows to fear the way it should
The planet trembles, recognizing its evident fate
We all know it
Now his body reappears
True evil lives within
Final breath is drawn, last expulsion of air
body bursts in flames, flesh exudes blackened lava
Dematerialized body flakes to ashes
I am Evil
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In the darkness of the shadows in the sky
Indwells the ever hateful gaze of seven great divines
Collective wisdom, supreme power over all
A profound grasp of manipulation
Rise, brothers, rise to bring a halt to the madness that transpires inside their sacred chambers-- in the halls of the most high
They wait, for surely they know all, and omnisciently plot the demise of all that’s pure
We act to defend mankind and the voice of clarity
In the darkness of the shadows in the sky
Indwells the ever hateful gaze of seven great divines
Pressed are we to disrupt the collusion within
The steps we take have surely been foreseen
They sit pensively, resolute in their path
Yet in all their knowing, a single thought eludes them yet
The great divines possess a traitor in their midst
An affair of betrayal so concealed; the remaining six fail to see through his guise
Only now can we truly disrupt their power-- with the aid of the seventh star, mankind has seized the upper hand, unsuspecting of the Original One
Now we assemble to mount an assault
And claim the throne, now for ourselves
The Last Divine, now revealed, purges the being of the six leaders
The Seventh Star knows that he must sacrifice himself to finish the deed:
A deed, so righteous, that the celestial bodies of the Seven merge into one-- a conglomeration of supreme wisdom and power
Father, O Father, why have you wrought this plague on man?
They existed for us, now we, for them
Balance is upset, and man spirals into heights of ascension
In the darkness of the shadows in the sky
Indwells the ever hateful gaze of seven great divines
Pressed are we to disrupt the collusion within
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