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Separated Wounds
01:18
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born in chaos! surrounded by filth of creation. all the scars on the earth⦠pure hatred. jaw is closed till teeth will be broken. home is pregnant of laments. to death, in abyss. eyes see desert streets. piles of grime trapped in dirt.
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Dissolving The Flesh
01:08
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the beast never sleeps and hunts forever guided by gloom. twilight of the temples. voices of perdition unearth fragile hopes from the desert of souls, facing the hatred of mother violence. craving for doomsday. obliteration of our existence. agony is a gift and bliss is a burden. flesh will burn and weβll be lost in the aether. havoc!
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Crown Of Worms
01:20
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a kiss with serpent's tongue to your carcass cast in fire. dreams of blood and pain, the perfect fall of me. wreckage of devastation. no solution for our guilty souls. we are vultures, we are preys.
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Intermezzo
00:40
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Carved Eyes
02:08
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a parasite is crawling in vessels. the awful path of the destroyer. faith is weakness. praying is useless. a knife in the heart, now you spit blood instead of lies. earth is covered in ashes. all bodies will perish. tormented eyes, a fragile mirror. decadent crown of a falling kingdom. there is no solace.
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Death.Despair.Lost
01:57
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staring at the collapsing crystal pillars of existence. every symbol is meaningless, alone and in dephts of a boiling sky. all the shadows take on loathsome shapes. the simulacrum of what you call life. deceptions grow in a vortex of secrets. memories of inner paths are lost. with eyes wide open but blind.
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Pestilence
00:41
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horror, everlasting. ghastly and tattered souls corroded purity. cloacked punishment, dragged away. deep like the sickest darkness. decay is disease and burial. descend into the lightless chasm pleading for anguish.
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Devoured By Iniquities
02:19
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cities are full of spectral buildings and slaves. and all you can see is nothing but hate and scorn. yearning for living alone till the end. cowards through years of annihilation. buried in a grave full of thorns. opaque gaze on the pleasure for pain. sore nightmares. truth is bitter like smoke. we are our enemy.
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Vespri
01:54
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Sentenced
01:18
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gnawing fear and emptiness of the present. digging from the bottom of future graves. eternal silence, ancient gods are gone.
echoes of laughs in sadness. i don't belong with this humanity, vomit of the world. life as a grip, death as an hammer. i swim in the infinity of suffering.
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Of Ruins And Remains
01:43
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failures like a misery. failures are spreading like a plague. walls are just debris in this barren land. existence is drenched in lies. despair is drenched in lunacy. death is our only heritage. new flesh cannot erase the sins. the pain remains the same.
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Coda
00:59
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