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Impious Spawn
04:59
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Sons of chaos from the void brought forth
Resurrected from the caskets and summoned upon this world
Spreading sickness wherever they roam
Ancient spawn, leprous skin
Rape and murder, ideal leisure
Visions of the beast accursed
Being smashed against the grain as an introduction
The most undesired confrontation just occurred
Just to revel in flesh, a fine achievement
To spread terror in the same sitting, even better
Sickness and outrage in their blood
Morbid ambassadors of unholy
Desecrators of the purity
Smeared in the entrails of the misfortuned
Spreading sickness wherever they roam
Ancient spawn, leprous skin
Rape and murder, ideal leisure
Visions of the beast accursed
Vomiting venom, defiling the corpse
Ways of the impious spawn
Immersed to the phlegm of death
Sacrifice to he who once fell
Just to revel in flesh, a fine achievement
To spread terror in the same sitting, even better
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Have a look at our deeds outside of the box
Wrapped in plastic dignity
Imagine a being of flesh and blood
Without a thirst of sticking your dick in it
And for equality, there's plenty of options
For the ones about to conceive
There's a plug even at the floor of the boat
Inhuman intercourse is what you will seek anyway
Bless me father for I have sinned
Had you in our hearts, but hips lived their life
White hands spermed
Foul blood
So pray and crawl as a slave to God
All existence built on perversions
We crave what we see every day
Modern-day Judas kiss
Slithering anaconda beneath the alb
Bless me father for I have sinned
Had you in our hearts, but hips lived their life
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Ill Verdict
04:17
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Hollow machines driven by greed as their source of power
Nations as corporations creating the rules and collecting the dough
Surveillance is a weapon to maximize the control
Human lives as cannon fodder for economic growth
Public health as a cover-up for increasing the restrictions
"Patronize and forbid" is the agenda of the day
What we have is a system that tramples the poor
A cold machine with a by-product that is inequality
Excess use of force and verdicts lacking sense
Economy - the true western plague
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The Claimant
07:24
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You are nowhere from
All the way just a waste of sperm
A cancer of global existence
You live in me under my contempt
Crushing the angels of sympathy
The trivial circle of philosophy
There is nothing wrong with what I feel
No messiah, I shall not kneel
When I started to walk my way
Someone decided to give it a name
Getting lost within those metaphors
My true essence of independence
Mother and daughter, just as fatal
Depressed and suicidal
Your disease is in me now
And you will burn with me, you fucking cow
Crushing the angels of sympathy
The trivial circle of philosophy
There is nothing wrong with what I feel
No messiah, I shall not kneel
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5. |
Ego Pt. I
02:27
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Structures of a mind weakened by society's pressure
The cure for its disarrays cannot be far from its cause
If you don't trust the system, you will be next in line
There's always a successor, somewhere in the lines
The thoughts of individuality sinking fast into the mass
Patterns of behavior defined by generic norms
If you don't trust the system, you will be next in line
There's always a successor, somewhere in the lines
Well it's useless to think an ego could possibly make a functional whole
To be one's own master is right away disregarded
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Ego Pt. II
04:16
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Famine of soul
Guilt, unfamiliar matter
Wallow in ignorance
Oppression of self
Is it me who's to blame?
Who decides who's to fail?
A soul, smothered and gasping for air
Locked away inside a mental coffin
Away from the will to see
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Necrostation
06:27
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Who wants to be the killer of giants?
Who will be the last of the wilds?
Were you asked?
Or did we take our hale for granted?
Wrong opinions get crushed
Under lawn mowers and lust
Every lie’s a lil’ murder
I guess you’d kill to get a cheeseburger
Junkie, priest or surgeon
National hero without permission
No force makes you pay for your sins
Death strips off titles
Patches and pins
All of the existing options
Would bow when facing corruption
All of the remaining virgins
Dripping with blood
Of bleeding hymens
Tales of disgrace
Bedtime stories
Mama, read it again
World filled with kings and queens
Jesters and whores fulfilling their needs
How long will you listen to that swollen voice?
He's got his nose full of coke and Rolls-Royce
Beauty was in the brain of beholder
She alienated from us all and got colder
Original idea was to please the eye
Completely instinctively, no one to ask why
Came crying
But ain’t here to cry
Various questions asked
Only supposed to try
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In Eerie Slumber
06:44
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In a misted corner I woke
Into a dismal limbonic state
Putrid fumes scorching
This lifeless wasteland of mind
Physical body
In an eerie slumber
Never to wake up again
Never to gain ascension
Futile power struggle
Mind doomed to perish
Dubiety takes control
It's all up to the engineer
Remnants of dignity sheared off
Quest for ethics just failed
Twisted superegos
In form of effigies but alive
Judging and moralizing
From their pulpits of falsity (and) hypocrisy
Profound cognition missing
Leaving the comprehension distorted
Bewitched thoughts take a new course
Drift of this venomous void is changing
Spheres beneath
Beyond comprehension
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Coffincraft Joensuu, Finland
Death metal from Eastern Finland since 2008
N. - Guitars, Vocals
R. - Guitars
T. - Drums
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