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Twilight of an Age
02:44
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Come with excuses like the crawling bitch you are
Wasted on you was the life you should not have
You’re not a god, you’re merely a worm
Disgusting underfoot
Judge the whole world with your god
The one you know nothing about
Weakness and fear in the shadows
Hiding from truth
And so you’ll fall into the morning anguish, what you’ve done
The blood and tears won’t wash off with any apology
You’re not a god, but you’d kill the world
For your own selfish gain
Judge the whole world with your god
The one you know nothing about
Weakness and fear in the shadows
Hiding from truth
We’ll all die soon under the weight of your lies
Disgusting negligence, global extinction
You’re not a god, you’re merely a worm
Disgusting underfoot
Judge the whole world with your god
The one you know nothing about
Weakness and fear in the shadows
Hiding from truth
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Blood Wings
04:53
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Dark savage torture, hidden away
The victim dies, the crime goes unpunished
The soul lays not to rest
Penance unpaid ties it to the mortal world
So long after, the mischief of young fools
Bring the black magics into place
Under the night sky, the words spoken
His spirit rose again, as form pure vengeance
Blood spills to the sounds of terrified screams
There is no mercy for those who invoked him
And he will find the ones who killed him long ago
Wrought from the stuff of hell
Stalking the night
Nightmares incarnate hunting for blood
The insane damned seeking revenge
You cannot reason with a man already dead
It is not possible to kill him again
And the lumbering horror killing again and again
There was never a hope of stopping it
Beg to the angels for mercy
Call out to heaven for help which won’t come
This night there is no solace
And they all pay for what they’ve done
Blood spills to the sounds of terrified screams
There is no mercy for those who invoked him
And he will find the ones who killed him long ago
Wrought from the stuff of hell
Stalking the night
Nightmares incarnate hunting for blood
The insane damned seeking revenge
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Violence thy Worship
03:42
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Against the sounds of the screams of the dying
You can see her footsteps
Obscene display of carnage, cruelty, and blood
Gore covers everything in entropic stains
Her laugh echoes in the screams of the dying
The lust of the destroyer spilt upon the ground
Profane undulations of her hips
The eyes enticing torture and malice
Her naked form, the catalyst of forever war
The weak boundaries so easily forgotten
Kill for yourself
The lust overwhelming
Kill to satisfy
The appetites you claim not to have
And you can’t look away from her even if you want to
She’s got you around the neck, her pliant little bitch
You’ll kill for money, power, hell you don’t fucking care
Just to make them die gives you a purpose
A being so sexualized, one of pure chaos
She’ll make you cum and cum again
But she’s going to need you to keep pulling the trigger
She’s going to need you to kill and kill again
Kill for yourself
The lust overwhelming
Kill to satisfy
The appetites you claim not to have
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Where the Ancient Dwells
06:31
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Irrational assumption that we are the only
Higher predators still on the hunt
And in the fell and dark places in the world
Things much older than man still lurk
Ancient evils lying in wait
Primal beings you should not disturb
And in the dark lands, the old ways are still kept
A kept balance for hundreds of millennia
Deep time pacts never even spoken
Man in his foolish pride thinks himself the king
Fall
Into the place that you are not supposed to be
Fear
Soaking your flesh and the walls around you
Lost
Your way and soon to be your mind to follow
Terror
And what rose up to meet you from the dark
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Phantasm
04:15
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In a time of sorrow and grieving
People wrought with mourning
No one watching the crypts
The hands of the tall man bursting through glass
He cannot die, he’s come to take your dead
Enslaving the corpses of the dearly departed
Not of this dimension, not of this plane
He’s laid waste to whole towns
Turned them into desolate husks
You shall answer to the reaper
Once he comes to raise your body
The spreading atrocity on the outskirts
Supplying slaves to horrors unknown
In a different kind of hell
The spheres of death his minions
Coming to drill between your eyes
And when you’re dead he’ll take you too
He will collect your family and friends
And then he’ll move on, to the next place
He raids the graveyard, he takes the flesh
Ripped back to life with sickly yellow blood
He’s laid waste to whole towns
Turned them into desolate husks
You shall answer to the reaper
Once he comes to raise your body
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The Living Anti-Christ
04:54
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Wickedness perceived as opposing the will of god
And for the crime of disobedience we shall burn
Heretic they label, looking down in scorn
Their oozing hypocrisy infecting all around them
I am not your sheep to shepherd
I am not your blind spiritual invalid
I am not your weak minded yes man
I am not your tool to spread your lies
I am the voice of deliverance
I am the sword of liberation
I am the defiant head held high
I am the living anti-Christ
Bind your women to biblical slavery
To make them subjects of their men
Take away their ability to speak for themselves
Make them stay on their knees for Jesus
I am not your sheep to shepherd
I am not your blind spiritual invalid
I am not your weak minded yes man
I am not your tool to spread your lies
I am the voice of deliverance
I am the sword of liberation
I am the defiant head held high
I am the living anti-Christ
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House of Hades
04:40
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Wickedness perceived as opposing the will of god
And for the crime of disobedience we shall burn
Heretic they label, looking down in scorn
Their oozing hypocrisy infecting all around them
I am not your sheep to shepherd
I am not your blind spiritual invalid
I am not your weak minded yes man
I am not your tool to spread your lies
I am the voice of deliverance
I am the sword of liberation
I am the defiant head held high
I am the living anti-Christ
Bind your women to biblical slavery
To make them subjects of their men
Take away their ability to speak for themselves
Make them stay on their knees for Jesus
I am not your sheep to shepherd
I am not your blind spiritual invalid
I am not your weak minded yes man
I am not your tool to spread your lies
I am the voice of deliverance
I am the sword of liberation
I am the defiant head held high
I am the living anti-Christ
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Cocytus
05:54
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The gray envelopes the horizon
The rain brings permeating cold
The bleak landscape of time
Sorrow the weight that holds me low
Every morning I awake is just another drop
In the oceans of forever, drifting and listless
Narrowly above death but far below life
Echoes in darkness, emphasize finality
The dreadful cold in my flesh and my bones
Never seeing the sun, I will never be warm again
The crushing weight of eternity, down forever
In the gloom and fog, down amongst the lurkers
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Necromanteion
03:54
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They came to the temple between the living and the dead
To bring their offerings and ask their questions
And some would be received and questions would answer
Some were driven mad, screaming and insane
But for those on the living side, whose eyes could not see
The fell things creeping on the other side of the door
And they waited for the right vessel
They watched from the darkness, locked in anticipation
A fool came to offer, late at night
They took the opportunity and seized control
And now the doors have been flung wide open
Out stream the monsters Tartarus had been keeping
The barrier between the worlds shattered for an instant
Yet untold terror was released into the night
Demons and ghouls not seen for thousands of years
Unleashed into the world to wreak havoc once again
And the man who said the words that opened the door
The vessel of evil, found near the site
His eyes and tongue had been burned from his body
Dead mouth locked open in a never ending scream
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Modern Inquisition
02:42
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You social justice champion, so you can feel superior
Hiding behind your keyboard, correcting all you will
And you’re just a weak thing cowering in the distance
The only way you feel strong is to jump down other throats
You enforce a brand of religion never seen before
Secular political correctness, your code filled with labels
Everyone must conform to your brand new dance of madness
Everyone must use your invented terminology
I am not the monster you so desperately want me to be
Broad generalizations, you’ve become that which you despise
Witch hunt everywhere you go, needing a place to insert your will
You’re no better than the people you think you wish to stop
You enforce a brand of religion never seen before
Secular political correctness, your code filled with labels
Everyone must conform to your brand new dance of madness
Everyone must use your invented terminology
So who told you the first time that it was your place to butt in?
You correct total strangers like it’s your responsibility
And you’ll say such big things sitting so far away
So fucking brave and noble you sniveling little bitch
You enforce a brand of religion never seen before
Secular political correctness, your code filled with labels
Everyone must conform to your brand new dance of madness
Everyone must use your invented terminology
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Tash Sanford, North Carolina
Tash is a one man melodic black metal project based out of North Carolina. Utilizing extended range guitars and bass, Tash combines traditional Norwegian black metal, Swedish black metal, and dissonant death metal such as Nile and Morbid Angel. Lyrics focus on anti-Christianity, insanity, death, demonology and misanthropy. ... more
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