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Haunted by Angels
02:51
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Infested with insects of the fallen cross
Feast upon the soil in the wake of thy father
For the dregs of god
Touched by man are holy
Mortify thy flesh for thee
The body shall not sustain thy hunger
Self-inflicted sanctity
No blood of Christ shall touch upon thy lips
Vomit forth the fruit of eden, each breath thou taken a sin
Laceration breeds forgiveness
Rotten tissue punctured turned pure
Divine lust for the taste of blistered skin
Festering wounds spew forth the key to rapture
No shadow shall conceal a silent sinner
Infested with insects of the fallen
Haunted by angels
Rats set ablaze in hallowed fire
Gnawing through flesh to appease the flames
Claws shredded amongst stone pillars
Frantically grasping towards the heavens
Die for your God.
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Merchant of Mirrors
03:59
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Thou wretched fog cloaks wretched skin
Vessels polluted with dying blood
Fresh candlelight reveals kind eyes
A hand extended offers deliverance
Carved upon my flesh the mark of glass
Thy essence is bound to thee, thy form embedded internally
Slit skin reveals thy presence yet no eye may perceive thy
Merchant of mirrors, the man of glass, malignant being
Merchant of mirrors, the man of glass, whispering spirits weep for thee
Ancient rites poured blood upon the lips of God
Cloaked thy form with infinite faces
Bathed in gore, Ignite thy starving heart
A leech desperate to taste the tears of man spawned forth and tainted with wine, dripping within the severed womb of the
Merchant of mirrors, the man of glass, shattered by one.
Amidst the river, shrouded from light
Reflection reveals the angels' tomb.
Breathing the air of man no longer, the merchant shall rest upon the riverbed.
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Again, I awake in her frozen womb
Crystallized arteries cling to thy skin
Punishment for what sin my lord?
Pale flesh no longer caressed by the warm divine, black bones scorched by the ice mother’s bite
Unfathomable cold corrupts the mind
Harmonic infliction of senselessness
I hear a voice amidst the ice, a siren encapsulated within her tomb of glass
Angelic sound guides thy footsteps into boundless darkness
Frigid stone bites thy flesh as her song bids thee closer
Unfathomed, her form bewitched thy eyes as she unveiled the face of god
Demented beyond conception, merged with the corpse of all who hast risen
Gaze upon ancient bones, molded in rotten skin, coursing blood-soaked soil
Filthy palms graze thy face, whispering sacred text known not to man's lips
Forgotten name of god, angels cry when spoken
Vision fades, frozen hands carry thee to thy tomb
Again, I awake
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