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Immolation of the Wicked
03:57
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Binded-
Riddled with steel-
It's almost your time to die-
They'll show no remorse for demons like you-
Heretics must burn in the fire-
So come to my arms you putrid black soul
Cast out by those shroud in fear-
They''ll spill your blood just to appease their god-
But true judgement waits for you here-
Junius-
Burn for me-
Incineration of the wicked-
They'll carve you up like the pig you are-
Immolation of the wicked-
Gasping for air as your skin starts to tear-
We are the gods by your side-
But none answer more than the sound of their cheers-
As burning black coals steal your eyes-
The flesh off your bones-
Your last breath draws near-
Your blood bursts inside you-
Junius-
Burn for me-
Incineration of the wicked-
They'll carve you up like the pig you are-
Immolation of the wicked-
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2. |
Buried Alive
04:32
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Dragged-
through the forest-
Wrapped in plastic bound and gagged-
The sound of shovels digging in the distance-
I smell the soil fresh from the earth-
Frozen-
In terror-
Under moonlight as the lid slams shut-
Refuse to believe what's happening to me-
As I drop six feet in the dirt-
Buried Alive-
Awaken-
In darkness-
The smell of pine the taste of dirt and blood-
Shovels digging faint in the distance -
Silence slowly creeping in-
What is this-
A coffin-
How long have I got to live-
Refuse to believe what's happening to me-
My only company is the dark
My fingers bleed-
My thoughts become drowned-
By the image of myself-
Trapped underground-
Scratching and crying-
Prepared for the worst-
Afraid of the fact that-
That I’m now just a corpse-
The end has come for me-
I can no longer breathe-
Suffocating in a box-
This is not a dream-
Solitary-
Locked away-
Confined-
No escape-
Panic quickly drains your life-
You’re buried Alive-
Buried Alive-
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3. |
Brazen Bull
04:01
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Glorious horn-
Trumpet of god-
Shackled inside and burning alive-
Locked inside metal monstrosity-
Suffering my own insanity-
Entrapped, encased in bronze-
Suffering as your body lives on-
Deceived by the gods that guided me-
Suffering my own insanity-
My creation, my destruction-
My tool of misery-
My destiny to die here at the hands of irony-
Gaze upon the masses as they cheer my suffering-
For the laughter of the emperor-
As I burn inside the beast-
Herald of death, fruit of my sin-
The bellowing beast devourer of men-
Built to sate the god’s depravity-
Architect of my tragedy-
Master of pain, creator of horror-
Swept away on winds that scream more-
Dying in such gruesome misery-
Suffering my own insanity-
Gaze upon the masses as they cheer my suffering-
For the laughter of the emperor-
As I burn inside the-
Brazen bull has come to life-
Fueled by human sacrifice-
Wretched construct born of flame-
Man and beast become the same-
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4. |
Blood Eagle
03:40
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From the captured we shall spare no lives-
Comes a method used to cling to life-
A diabolic way to make pain last-
It's horror known to spread the mass-
I tear with the strength of thor-
That countless victims will endure-
Cast the coward from his hollow throne-
The mountain screams of a broken soul-
Cut from his back his dying breath-
Grant the king of the dead wings of blood flesh bone-
Grateful that your death has now arrived-
A crimson body feels a tragic past-
Tortured body, tortured soul-
Honor bestowed to the blood eagle-
I tear with the strength of thor-
That countless victims will endure-
I tear with the strength of thor-
Escaped to valhalla but reminded of gore-
Blood eagle-
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5. |
Impaler
03:01
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My eyes have seen a thousand deaths-
I’ve watched each one take their last breath-
Sentenced to a lifetime for crimes beyond hell-
For creating my monolith of flesh-
Awaiting my fate as I dream-
Of bodies bursting at seems-
The glistening beauty of blood, flesh, and flies-
The joy as I recall their screams-
Past the cauldron-
Of boiled skulls-
Amongst an army-
Of skewered dead-
Roasted young fed to mothers-
Roast the wives feed em to their men-
Take the rotting corpses of my enemies-
And add them to my forest of the dead-
Cut em ,force the spike inside them-
Delay the death, avoid the final kill-
Slipping slowly, clutching, gripping-
Thousand screaming on the road to hell-
I am impaler-
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6. |
SIlent Holocaust
04:25
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Purging for god country for purity-
Ridding the world of the heathen insurgency-
Praying to gods and crying for blood-
Give them their blood sacrifice-
Blood stains the land-
Raze all their homes in the name of their sins-
Destroy their rite extinguish their past-
Reduce them to fire and ash-
Death to all-
Who resent the flag-
Who spit on god-
This is no longer your land-
You chose your fate-
You chose to wait-
To sit and watch-
Is to abandon your rights-
Plea too late-
Now suffocate-
Beg for death-
Bullets for your holy land-
Rape the wives-
Burn alive-
Flay the skin-
This is your state under siege-
Kidnap and murder through guise of a crown-
Stoking the madness from ages before-
Hiring death squads to act out your plans-
And slaughtering all the lambs-
Waging war for sport-
To dominate the world to leach to extort-
Too proud to live beside other ways of life-
Just let them all die in the fire-
Death to all-
Who resent the flag-
Who spit on god-
This is no longer your land-
You chose your fate-
You chose to wait-
To sit and watch-
Is to abandon your rights-
Plea too late-
Now suffocate-
Beg for death-
Bullets for your holy land-
Rape the wives-
Burn alive-
Flay the skin-
This is your state under siege-
Ancient culture dies-
Bodies left to rot-
Hidden genocide, The silent holocaust-
Blood runs through the streets-
You'll die for your beliefs-
In a silent holocaust-
Death to all-
Who resent the flag-
Who spit on god-
This is no longer your land-
You chose your fate-
You chose to wait-
To sit and watch-
Is to abandon your rights-
Plea too late-
Now suffocate-
Beg for death-
Bullets for your holy land-
Rape the wives-
Burn alive-
Flay the skin-
This is your state under siege-
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