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Branded at Birth
05:20
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Here
Gathering under the Mark of Death
Miasma seeps from our blackened breath
Gather under the Mark of Death
Miasma seeps from our blackened breath
In this dark Realm of Decay
A Covenant with a God Insane
Wage a war on all living flesh
Lay to waste - laid to rest
Tear the meat from their feeble bones
Spit disease in the open wounds
Branded at birth; cursed to dwell beneath the earth
I see no light - I don't see anything
Branded at birth; cursed to dwell beneath the earth
I taste the blood - the blood that sets me free
Tear the meat away from their feeble bones
Spit disease into the open wounds
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2. |
Xanthous
03:51
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Exiled by God's own hand
To this dead, forsaken land
Punishment for avarice
For the pride I felt within
I am The Yellow King - A King of Disease
My blood is sick and cursed; upon Pure Blood I feed
Cast down with blighted form
Bloated, oozing and sore
My kin ease wounds that won't heal
To preserve my sanity
I am concealed
Blood from flesh-wounds is not enough
Only bleeding that kills is sustenance
That is the blood that is laced with true fear
That is the blood that tastes so sweet
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3. |
Grinding the Bones
03:00
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Heart pounding - hands tremble
Eyes widening
Thrust the spear - swing the hammer
Feel the bloodlust setting in
For the Lord - For the Land
For the Sun and the Stars and the Moon
Gaping abyss - beckoning
Corrupting Darkness closing in
To the death - bitter end
Iron will is shattering
Sworn Protector - Champion
Shouldered burden of mortal men
By the light - By the Gods
Sacred Vigil will never fall
Gaping abyss - beckoning
Corrupting Darkness closing in
Their Souls crumble
Their armour rusts
Silent Sentinel
Grinding their bones into dust
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A Distant Mirror
05:33
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They cut the rope and I fell down
Into a Darkness where I drowned
The Sun I once knew seems a million miles away
And now I stand before this Kiln of Life in Prophecy
But these flames they lick my flesh and strip me to the bone
Engulfed in roaring fire - betrayed by serpent tongue
Blasphemy past Blackened Gates guised as Pilgrimage
Behold my Unholy Prize - Imprisoned in Undeath
And now the embers fade and I am alone again
My Sun is lost beyond both sky and subterrania
I'm feeling hollow - my will is draining out of me
Through my obsession I am slipping into insanity
A Distant Mirror
A fallacy
All Sick and Twisted
Devouring your Dreams
No Sun
In this Dying Place
No Hope
This Distant Mirror breaks
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