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Infernum

by Boris the Blade

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Anathema 04:01
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Hecatomb 04:20
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Nefarious 01:28
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Threnody 03:57
Nail this empty casket shut and leave my corpse for the sun to rot. Burn this flesh collect my teeth, So impure, misanthropic. Insects crawl upon the stars, as I rip out your beating heart. Torn from the womb ripped limb from limb. Your bastard child, born into sin. Beg for life unchosen. Inside we fall apart again. Just give me silence Just give me the fucking noose. Say it again, god how fucking dare you. Pray for the end, nothing will prepare you. A solemn pirouette; as the final curtain draws. I'll kill myself before I ever bow to you. And as my mind decends, I have nothing left to prove. Burn down the chapel, bury the child Burn the holy pages bright tonight Your priests have failed, this is goodbye All your saints have been denied So just hold your breath and follow me, embrace the evil entities lets watch the fire replace the sea Whisper your final words and bleed face down in dirt Shallow grave beneath the earth hero to zero eradicate all the weak lonely eyes of deceit hero to zero Burn down the chapel, bury the child. Burn the holy pages bright tonight. Your priests have failed, this is goodbye. All your saints have been denied. Burn down the chapel, bury the child. Burn the holy pages bright tonight. Your priests have failed, this is goodbye. All your saints have been denied. I'll tear the scriptures I'll burn the book of holiness Divinity chosen Ill live a life of godlessness live a life so self consumed I wish to be nothing like you I’m falling facedown my life consumed in tragedy I’m frustrated at the breaking point of sanity why can’t you see its such a shame to me mind controlled living down on your knees You question nothing of what you perceive brainwashed beyond belief Burn down the chapel, bury the child. Burn the holy pages bright tonight. Your priests have failed, this is goodbye. All your saints have been denied.

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released August 17, 2018

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