Unholy birth Nature defiled Mankind is brought to its kness Now Midgard bleeds Cthulu's eyes Face of annihilation Return of the old one The god of decimation
mystery revealed The day of XX waiting they come not Choose they, to ignore? Or does it not know? Fear turns to anger... Turns to hate Revolution Decimation
I sit as tomorrow I die and today I will unburden my soul. These =events have tortured me, and destroyed me. I can still hear her =faint screams engulfed
I sit as tomorrow I die and today I will unburden my soul. These events have tortured me, and destroyed me. I can still hear her faint screams engulfed
A diseased mind wanting to kill The difference of life and death the same Forced to die against your own will Hi cracks a grin as you wither away The
decimation Our decimation Our decimation Our decimation - echoes Sure decimation Sure decimation Sure decimation - distant Sheer decimation Sheer decimation Sheer decimation - echoes Pure decimation
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: Agony inside me Enemies surround me Misery confide in me Your soul soaked in sickness Being plagued with weakness Fill your world with meekness Drowning
: Lurid maelstrom, ignite knowledge Beyond al time I have to come- to now collect all your souls Come to me I've come to give sight Unspoken might Severed
: You're born dead Into oblivion to be brought back To our world - you have no soul Lifeless your life is, no one can tell you why Why this life, why
: We have returned to the edge of our lives To gaze deeply within the meaning to just why we're here Look deep inside all your miserable minds Only then
: Simple, pure life, evoked Gorged with, illness, disease Mutate, hidden secrets Transformed, life forms of death Treachery constantly bleeds from me
: Hatred swelling deep within the souls of all today I commend it, I condone it, raging to a head Festering the anger can not be put down to rest It
: Opressed Burdened - unsettled time Defile Pervert - the vicious cycle of our lives Corrupt Degrade - virtue erased Debauched Spoiled - dilution of
: Death-has come to you Nothing left to do Fire - coming at you from all ways Burned - still alive Screaming silent cries Crawling - out to see your
X marks this day in the darkness, but within its view The blood from my boot lace garotte comes clean in a gutter wash Middle aged wretched whore Faceless
