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The Depth Devourer
07:05
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Death takes control
Death makes you crawl
Only thee I wanna serve
Here is my rebirth
I feel your skin like ice
But careless are your eyes!
Here Face Lord of the grave...
Your desire burns like a caustic poison,
Breaking the flesh.
Lust, memories will go away.
Oh, fuck!
Death takes control
Death makes you crawl
Only thee I wanna serve
Here is my rebirth
I feel your skin like ice
But careless are your eyes!
Here Face Lord of the graves...
I'm The Devourer.
I want your cold & rot flesh.
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2. |
Devil From the Void
08:40
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This place is Inferno!
Here those who had fallen, keep the black crown.
Pulsating pus covers the flesh,
Pulling astray, leaving away.
They are decomposing and multiplying,
Copulate and mix, one with another.
And now the king aroused, like
The Devil from of the void.
The end is seemed so close,
But the dose through the veins went again.
Fear, hatred and anger -
The tremor is not subsiding even now.
An endless stream of thoughts causes agony,
Devouring all by ascending beyond.
Pulsating pus covers the flesh,
Pulling astray, leaving away.
And now the king aroused, like
The Devil from of the void.
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Approach to Suffering
03:32
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There is an oppression,
There is a blind day.
The fallen angel raises,
And he will judge again.
Your body dies,
Finishes image of life.
I see in your eyes
Fear and doubt.
Four times
I stuck my knife into you.
Four times
I licked your blood from you.
Now you know me.
I am a creator, Jesus of art!
Mother always told
That I had my own approach.
There is an oppression,
There is a blind day.
I apply a pattern on skin,
Blood flows.
Once, you will become my creation.
It will help to find satisfaction!
Suffer, suffer.
My approach to suffering.
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Fucking Useless Whores
07:43
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One Fool built life and breathed into consciousness the dreams of tragedy.
All scraps fress his flesh.
And only filthy whores update their putrefaction.
They got mouthful, saturated with poison.
Destroying the boundaries of time,
We leave them to be burned.
And only filthy whores raise their self-consciousness.
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Second Sanctuary
07:41
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Where the stars rise and fall,
We find and return.
Our things rot and burn,
We find and return!
Look up, answer, what you know.
-“They lost control! They lost control!”
Are you sick?
-What is isolation?
Are you sick?
-Where’s your communication?
And we now fight with system!
We meet resistance...
Soul devourer is coming now.
He condemns lies.
Stop this is shit!
We are search lead.
We are just knife.
Let's go to fight!
Stop this is shit!
We are search lead.
Our sanctuary
in all of us, inside.
And then you smell like death.
Why have you lost your path?
Whisper a spell and smile.
Where is your fucking time?
Hymn of ugly desire reborn
And we go out from dirt.
Right dreams into the void,
Save, save us, oh god!
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6. |
Inhale Above a Child
08:29
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Fear, trembling and regret -
Everything is alien to me.
Thoughts shoot in the head.
But I've waited so long.
I'm sure you're in for a better world.
I do not need to retreat,
I've suffered so much,
I do not need to retreat,
I've waited so much.
Everything is alien to me.
Thoughts shoot in the head.
inhale, exhale.
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Thy Grave Moscow, Russia
Thy Grave was spawned in 2012 as a project of several people scattered across the vast expanse of Russia. Initially, the
band got inspiration from such monsters as Loinen and Khanate and didn’t use guitars in their records at all, just bass and a shitload of distortion.
Full bio: band.link/aAqAr
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