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The Old Man’s Grave
03:54
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An old man’s story - face lost and cold
A traumatic past - died in madness
At war with evil - in his soul drowned
Choking and ghoulish weeping
Traumatized and betrayed
Traumatized and cursed
The fear of the past
Brought the curse of the present
The regret of opening doors
And knowledge of the occult
Give it a rest
The demons came in legions
The disease was horrible
Because of his sin he walked down the dark path
All because of religious abuse
His soul cried while the demons are shattered soul
Horrible visions
A guide - the connection to the astral world
Told his story in my subconsciousness
As I stared - meditating at the grave
For this world an explicable phenomenon
They know my knowledge hides beyond them
An old man’s story - lost face and cold
A traumatic past - died in madness
At war with evil - in his soul drowned
Choking and ghoulish weeping
Choking and ghoulish weeping
This was the story of the old man’s grave
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2. |
Legions Will Rise
02:08
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Led by demons - a rebellious depression
Legion of false prophets dominates the darkness
The soul is devoured - terrible abysses
False writings - it shall be
Visions will appear
Legions will rise
Terror from the other side
Beast-like screams is what I perceive
The pain I feel and the warmth of fire is fierce
It goes right through my soul
Led by demons - a rebellious depression
Legion of false prophets dominates the darkness
The soul is devoured - terrible abysses
False writings - it shall be
Visions shall appear
Legions will rise
In ancient times forgotten
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Prophetic Psychosis
02:25
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Make it stop, make it stop - she cried
Shut them up - all of them arguing inside
I won’t act according to your cruel desires
I can not fly, nor will I feed your fire
Vulgar vocals in the void vortex
Where her will should dwell
Lavish lamentations - what can she do
Well, they will tell
High upon the tower - reaching ‘wards the heavens
Demons kept tugging at the feathers of her wings
I can not - I will not - leave me be
My will I can not see
Those were the last words that escaped her
As the vast asphalt embraced her
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Hosting the Cloven Claw
02:23
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No serpent needed - the apple alone
Had us defeated - banished from home
Temptation turned torture - sucks your soul dry
Fed up with facing mountains sky high
Do what you want
Is the whole of the law
But to want is to wither
Hosting the cloven claw
Tearing up tissue
Of the astral body
These scars don’t heal
But fester in folly
Irresistible attraction - instant satisfaction
Mutilated mindset - no sense of direction
No sense whatsoever - spiraling down the drain
Hosting the cloven claw - clean up or go insane
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5. |
Lucid Visit
02:17
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Petrifying presence
In the deep of the night
In a limbo slumber
Do I sense this right
Formless figure nearing
Void of life completely
Fourth dimension being
Through lucid dream vibrates me
Fragmentary time lag
Like seconds in stop motion
Certainty hits me hard
Black presence approaching
Not of this world
Neither beast nor man
Open my eyes - then open them again
Air thick like syrup
As I flee for the light
Threatening presence catches up
Three groans - I’m awake upright
I’m still as a statue
The room still resonates
Not of this world
Disappeared through its formless gate
Eyes fixed on the only light
Alarm clock on the bedside
Flickers 4:10 in figures blood red
Come dawn the man I worked for
Did not answer the door
His wife came instead
Told me he was dead
Three groans - his dying breath
4:10 - time of his death
Do I sense this right
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Deluminated
03:50
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We do not seek the sunlight
The shades is where we shelter
Around the dim fire gathered
Hiding from the skies
Deluminated by the glow of lucifer’s halo
Foreshadowing the failure
Of the Flawless’ dearest creature
How can we not see Paradise
When it is right in front our eyes
We do not seek the sunlight
Divinity’s demise
Insatiable humanity risen from humility
Unable to turn tables on souls too cold to burn
The false prophet’s forecast
The sermon on the mount
The servant in the gutter
The master underground
Predestined predators cursed with free will
Programmed for cheap thrills
Hunger to still
Desecrated - desolated - deluminated
Pray, toss away Thy majestic mistake
Our existence erased but for
Archives of decay
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