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The Dark Crucible part 2
01:42
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Infernal, immortal, lords of eternal night
rise again from worm clad earth at the setting of the sun
oh how can we stand against such timeless horrors
ancient predators who have slain thousands in their time
we are as cattle to them, no more than meat to be harvested
what hope do we have to survive this night
(chorus)
shaped like men but act as beasts
you'll shake to see the hate in their hungering eyes
for when you see the truth its already to late
like white masked devils they walk among our streets
the most violent murderer in the clothing of a sheep
you'll be taken in by their charming masquerade
but that visage is soon replaced to reveal the beast within
no greater predator has ever walked this earth
their strength was in telling us that they do not exist at all
hunting from the shadows of a nightmarish darkened world
attempting to slake their thirst or mans most precious blood
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Squid Ink Soup
04:05
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what was spawned in the depth below
in the ink black dark where your nightmares dwell
a starborn fiend of twisted design
towering, malevolent, ungodly monstrosity
with perverted anatomy like a squid given human form
we heeded not moonspun ramblings that foretold of what was to come
with the rise of the old ones what hope can we have to preserve our way of life
terrifying vistas of reality, conjured up in our fevered dreams
revealing the entrance to the risen city that would seal our doom
we are a mere transient in the eons of their lives
the psychotic call from below held a message for us all:
hail, the ending of the world
we heeded not moon-spun ramblings that foretold of what was to come
with the rise of the old ones what hope can we have to preserve our way of life
the cyclopian city shook beneath its steps as it walked out into the light
a hideous monster birthed beyond the stars
come to bare our doom to us all
we live on a placid island of ignorance
in the midst of black infinity
and we should not voyage far
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Roshambo
04:45
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what has become of this world we knew
where towers once stood only ruins now prevail
every triumph erected torn down by time
dilapidation runs rife throughout this town
left to degenerate
painted glass paves the way up the avenues and streets
the bones of our buildings like ribs point to the sky
the blind eyes of broken windows stare from all around
Irreversible progression around the wheel of time
a bloodshot sky filled with a bloodied sun
casting its putrid ancient gaze upon the broken stones
where men once walked only wind now blows
the dust of ancient crumbling bones
left to degenerate
painted glass paves the way up the avenues and streets
Irreversible progression around the wheel of time
painted glass paves the way up the avenues and streets
the broken bones of our buildings now lie at our feet
disorder now holds sway
where people once lived
all traces now decayed
remains now born to dust
time has no sympathy
cannot be bargained with
what we have built will now decay
and fall to ground as dust
all triumphs come to naught
all memories eventually fade
what we have built will now decay
and fall to ground as dust
time has no sympathy
cannot be bargained with
what we have built will now decay
and fall to ground as dust
left to degenerate
the bones of our buildings
like ribs point to the sky
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Ravenous beyond imagining
desperate times call for desperate measures
thoughts turn to kith and kin
to satisfy the hunger within
now gobble their flesh
feast on your neighbour
embrace the beast
shrug off the guilt of man
over time the man fades away
replaced with a grey necrotic fiend
undying and unsated
a deathly spectre of hunger and hate
a beast of spirits
birthed in the winter cold
no longer human
skeletal and old
(break)
a beast of spirits
birthed in the winter cold
no longer human
skeletal and old
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Precious Breaths
00:29
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With Tooth and Nail
03:57
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once more they rise
earth sprouting like worms from a wound
necrotic limbs reach to the sky
an aberation
of all things natural
the one utter certainty now reversed
and so the dead, walk this earth once more
milk white eyes straining to the fore
no sound, do they utter
no breath escapes their lips
but with tooth and nail they'll claw at your flesh till it tears and rips
such damned and fetid things should never see the light
summoned back from beyond the grave to infest this night
encarcerated
within their rotting skin
mindless hunger drives them on to descend upon this world
a necrotic tide
scours the earth
heralding the ending of days
surrounded by flies
hear them in your ears
feel your nose filled with decay
called back unwillingly from the spirit world
returned to mouldering bodies deep within the earth
no thought for themselves as their ranks continue to swell
unthinking unknowing bent to their masters will
as the dead rise
hail the ending of your world
no hope can survive this night
run for your life
there's no where to hide
who know's if you'll survive
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