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Bathed in moonlight
Spawn of twilight gods
Nothing can save us
From the endless dawn
Tremble, Silence
Sons of hate and pain
Born of whispers
Bound in iron chains
Born From Tyrants
Bane of Mankind
Torn From the Womb of the sky
This is the day that all light dies
Torn. From. The. Sky
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Shroud
01:34
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Under The Dying moon
Blood flows from and open wound
Your good sits on his knees
I made him bow before me
Pay with your life
While I’m watching you die
Turning the knife
Life leaves your eyes
I’ve consumed all the worlds light
Engulfed it in eternal light
Suffering
Death
Chaos
Nothing left
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Burdened by the touch of the reapers grip
And the harsh sound of your name from my lips
You cave and crash under the weight of mortality
No peace no hope
A cruel fatality
Set in stone
You have no clue that I followed you home
Blood Thirsty
Gods plan has no mercy
Exterminated in your own home
Skinned to the bone
Stripped of your fucking life
Murdered like a fucking swine
Beaten,broken
Actions unspoken
Unholy carnage
This is the end
Head Severed at the spine
Heavens above denied
Unforgiven
Forgotten
Left behind
Found, watched, hunted
Invaded then gutted
Skinned and beheaded
Treated like garbage
Here’S where you stood
All done by my power
Here’s where you lay
Gods plan is over
Silenced by me
I.Am.Your. Overlord.
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Tomb Of Knives
01:50
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Look me in the eyes when you die
No use begging for life
Buried in a tomb of knives
Carving out all of your lies
Coward piece of shit
Scum of the earth
You spineless bitch
Dump the clip motherfucker
Dump the clip til the gun’s dry
Pumping rounds let the bullets fly
I’m only aiming for your head
Not stopping til you’re dead
I built your coffin and I’m banging in the nails
And when it’s my turn
I’ll see you in hell
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Blackness
01:47
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The void calls like a winters grip
Mother nature’s dancing limbs
The sun at its highest point
But not a ray within iris' glimpse
Synthesized lives remain
But the wind is what cries
God’s creation kicking the chair out from under itself
How dare thy hand rest upon my eyes
Dancing upon the razor’s edge
Was bound to get us cut
Now nothing remains
Dust to dust
Be gone
Belong
They ears will hear thy swan song
Kin to null
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