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And thus came the Destroyer

by Tash

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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
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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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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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
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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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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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
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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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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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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released June 1, 2016

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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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