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THE MARTYR'S LAST BREATH
02:42
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2. |
EMPTINESS OF BELIEF
06:52
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WITH IDYLL DRAWING EVER NEAR
THE CHAMBER ECHOES:
‘WE WILL ARISE’
FROM COMA’S IRON HOLD
‘WE WILL ARISE’
RANCID BREATHS OF COLDNESS
IN HOLINESS REPENT
‘WE WILL ARISE’
‘WE WILL ARISE’
NOW REBORN TO RETURN
NOW DIVINIZED
IN BLOOD STAINED MARTYRDOM
WE HAVE ARRIVED
CALMLY FLAILING
IN WAVES OF DESPONDENCE
ON DEFLATED FRAGMENTS OF HOPE
IN THE BLACKENED SEAS
OF BENEVELONT ABANDON
ENDURING RITUAL PAIN
IN SHACKLES ONCE ATTACHED
THE TRAP THAT SNARED
THE WOUNDED BEAST
THE CRACKING OF THE MASK
AND THEN THE WAVES WILL CRASH
WITH EDEN DRAWING EVER NEAR
DEVOURING ALL
DEVOURING HOPE
RENDERING ALL
TO WORTHLESS ARID DUST
DEVOURING ALL
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3. |
A BITTER IRONY
02:35
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4. |
ECHOES OF NIHIL
02:11
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THE CARVING OUT OF TEMPLES
FOR IT CANNOT UNHEAR
THE HEDONISTIC WHISPERS
RINGING IN ITS EARS
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5. |
NEVER COMES THE STORM
06:46
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DO YOU HEAR THE ECHOES OF NIHIL
IN THE CAVERNOUS DEPTHS
AS FATHER CALLS THY NAME?
THY WRETCHED NAME
COLD WINDS ARE ON THE HORIZON
AS PROCLAIMED BY THE SWORN
BUT NEVER CAME THE WINTER
NEVER CAME THE TORMENT
NEVER CAME THE STORM
NEVER CAME THE TORRENTS
NEVER CAME THE STORM
WHAT IS A PHANTOM
BUT THAT VISAGE THAT BREEDS
BUT NEVER COMES TO HAUNT?
NEVER CUTS TO BLEED
THEN VOMITED INTO THE ABYSS
THE HUMAN ARCHETYPE:
A LIMBLESS CHILD WRITHING
UNABLE TO GRASP
DO YOU TASTE THE FETID BLOOD?
THE PALLID SOURCE FROM WHICH
THY CURSED FLESH WAS BORN
WITHERED FLESH UNBORN
NEVER COMES THE STORM
THE SWARM
DID THEY KNEEL TO FLESH AND BLOOD?
DO YOU KNEEL TO FLESH AND BLOOD?
TO FLESH AND BLOOD THEY KNEEL
THE FORSAKEN SCOURGE
TO FLESH AND BLOOD THEY KNEEL
THE REEKING STENCH
FROM THAT FESTERING WOUND OF LIFE
WREAKING DISORDER
DRAWN TO THE BECKON OF NIHIL
THE INSECTS THAT CRAWL
FROM THAT HEMORRAGING WOUND OF DEATH
TO THE WOUNDED AND FORLORN
NEVER COMES SALVATION
NEVER COMES THE STORM
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6. |
END OF THE ROPE
08:45
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AS THE LAST FLEETING VESTIGE
RECESSED INTO DUSK
AT THE BRINK OF THE OFFING
OFFERINGS ENTRUST
RESERVES DEPLETED
AORTIC DROUGHT
DROWNING DISCORDANT
ORDERS DEVOUT
FLEEING TO COVER
NO CLOTHS CONTAIN
SPREADING INFECTION
BLOOD SOAKED & STAINED
NOWHERE IS HEAVEN
DEAD PROMISES MADE
FLIES SWARM THE HAVEN
CLANDESTINE GRENADE
WHERE IS SALVATION?
STILL CLINGING TO HOPE
AS THE LAST CLARION BECKONS
CALLING DUST FORTH
SALIVATING, GASPING
FLAILING TO GROPE
FOR THE LASTING FINALE
FOR THE END OF THE ROPE
THE VAIN DESPERATION
VEINS SPEWING FORTH
FURTHER DESPONDENT
DEPLETED RESOURCE
SILENCE NOW WAILING
CAUGHT IN THROAT
THE ANSWER LIES WAITING
AT THE END OF THE ROPE
AT THE END OF THE SERVICE
AS THE STAINED GLASS BROKE
AS THE NOOSE WRESTS & TIGHTENS
AT THE END OF THE ROPE
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