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Nocturnal Shit Eater
02:48
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The dawn doth break with faeces smothered on my face.
No explanation, just shit tasting devastation.
In the dark of the slumber, tasting something that'll kill my hunger.
Bad situation with my anal regurgitations.
Gargling, gargling, gargling, eating shit.
Oppressive, defeating, violently secreting.
I'm tasting something on my breath, the bastard stench of faecal death.
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2. |
Warrior's Death
02:36
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Picking at the sight of the wound
Clearing the room
Spread around the violent essence of doom
Trapped in a tomb
Mark my grave with a vessel filled with plumes of smoke
Barking at the dark of the sky
A horror filled night
Fangs fiend for flesh freshly taken from life
A beastly delight
Mark my grave with a confession denied in hope of a warrior's death
Die with your boots on
I won't let my mother down, I'll die with my boots on
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Pissing The Seed
02:10
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The pumpkin pisses the seed, tongue twists on itself. The butterfly yearns to feel free, unsatisfied till death.
Curses uttered, tangled in your life, curses uttered.
I am not a lover I'm the bringer of death and I'll spread my shadow wide. Sky falls with a kiss that slowly steals your breath and there's nowhere left to hide.
Foetus pickles itself, corpses giving birth. Mad at my own mental health but death just makes it worse.
I have experimental nightmares
Watch as the planes fall from the sky
So when the fire spreads with water
I think you'll know the reason why
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Carrion Consuming
03:28
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Split my fucking self in tiny pieces, it's the only way that I can win.
Take my body to the thick of forest and watch me as the birds pick at my skin.
I am but carrion
Now I fade away in to the darkness, nothing here but rotting bones and blood.
The deepest sense of loss, a dark foreboding that you'd disremember if you could
I am nothing, no-one, a waste of organs, better off gone
I rise with a bark in the morning, a dog on my day
I hear the whistles calling they drown out what I say
But it doesn't really matter I say anyway
I've got a problem with the bringer of life she gives me...
Now I'm in the ground I slowly fester, photosynthesis can have me now
Purge all of my life and feed the future, enzymes do their worst to grind me down
I am but carrion
I rise with a bark in the morning, a dog on my day
I hear the whistles calling they drown out what I say
But it doesn't really matter I say anyway I've got a problem with the bringer of life she gives me nothing gives me nothing
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Du Soleil
01:28
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Fuck me up, nowhere to hide, burning right through me
Blistered skin, I'm sick of the sight of the great ball of flames
De-illuminate the sun
Scorching earth, ashened soil, ground dead before me
Fever sweats, blood will boil as I stand there in flames
"May we come up?"
"You find your own tree"
De-illuminate the sun
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Bloodfeud
04:08
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Full of vengeance and blood and piss so I'll see you there the bridge of fists, it's a nightmare and my body squirms as I dig up and violently eat all the worms
I'm the blood avenger, the righter of the wrongs, the holy blood redeemer.
Violence comes in cycles, retaliation fiend buried in a bloodfeud.
Patroness of impossible causes I'm never gonna give up hope, propel myself with unstoppable forces, let's go.
And if you're alive I'll seek you in the morning, until the day is through I'll hunt you down. Swear on my blood I'll find you, repay the debt, I'll try to cease hostilities for all my kin to come.
Bloodfeud
Now I'm older and passed my prime, my degradation is in decline I'm still searching for a way to end all this bloody violence claiming all my friends
I'm still full of vengeance and blood and piss but I might keel over at the bridge of fists, it's a nightmare as my body squirms as I dig up and violently eat all the worms
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BillakeeZ Birmingham, UK
Grinding, psychedelic-death tinged hardcore seeping from the filthiest crevices of Birmingham
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