Conflict prophesised from the onset of life. Bastards born to inconsequential strife. Inevitable scum sleeps on the path ahead. When quintessential culture is a brother lying dead
What are these gods tearing at the skin? Assault the flesh, destroy what's within, absolute control over craving population forever adding to this vicious creation. Violation of the skin, this dilution of the blood, minds infected by an ever flowing mud
Adamant that all deserve their say. But moulded by your gods another piece of clay. Corruption hides within filth ridden charity. Behold the full picture in a moment of clarity. In the gutter the lepers lie bleeding whilst on their beds the rats keep breeding
Blind attack encouraged by greed, matter over mind regardless of the deed. Another army of gluttonous fools die for a chance to make the rules. Suffering pain, hatred and war - are these the things you truly adore? Avenging brothers lost to the fight - an endless battle for what others think is right. Weak willed individuals are consumed internally whilst reconstituted corpses seem to walk around free
What are these gods tearing at the skin? Assault the flesh, destroy what's within, absolute control over craving population forever adding to this vicious creation. Violation of the skin, this dilution of the blood, minds infected by an ever flowing mud
These animated puppets will soon be no more; stripped of the skin that they once wore. Pray for death, beg for the kill worship in spite of the minority's will. Kneeling within the churches of deceit, the unholy await their defeat
What are these gods tearing at the skin? Assault the flesh, destroy what's within, absolute control over craving population forever adding to this vicious creation. Violation of the skin, this dilution of the blood, minds infected by an ever flowing mud
Adamant that all deserve their say. But moulded by your gods another piece of clay. Corruption hides within filth ridden charity. Behold the full picture in a moment of clarity. In the gutter the lepers lie bleeding whilst on their beds the rats keep breeding
Blind attack encouraged by greed, matter over mind regardless of the deed. Another army of gluttonous fools die for a chance to make the rules. Suffering pain, hatred and war - are these the things you truly adore? Avenging brothers lost to the fight - an endless battle for what others think is right. Weak willed individuals are consumed internally whilst reconstituted corpses seem to walk around free
What are these gods tearing at the skin? Assault the flesh, destroy what's within, absolute control over craving population forever adding to this vicious creation. Violation of the skin, this dilution of the blood, minds infected by an ever flowing mud
These animated puppets will soon be no more; stripped of the skin that they once wore. Pray for death, beg for the kill worship in spite of the minority's will. Kneeling within the churches of deceit, the unholy await their defeat
( Dyscarnate )
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