Language of the Dead

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released February 1, 2007

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Track Name: Parasite
A creation of the dark lurking inside
sharing body, sharing breath
inhabiting the weaker spot

death comes
with a bitter appetite
it leaves no trace but blood

Conquer! Possess! Abysmal emptiness!

bloodsucker, selfless sycophant
leech, spreading like cancer

worm pit, intestinal tumor
the evil twin's mortal desire

Ravage! Erase! Infinite emptiness!

A creation of the dark lurking inside
sharing body, sharing breath
inhabiting the weaker spot

death comes
with a sweet taste for more
it's heritage lives on and on

Conquer! Possess! Abysmal emptiness!
Track Name: Piercing Eyes
Piercing eyes sweep across
Ssomewhere between the layers lies
The answers they seek
Biting back and breathing in,
Obscured in fire, pain consumes

Bleeding eyes scour the land
Indistinct movements as shadows rise
Flames infests the soul,
Victim in a ritualistic sacrifice

Hollow eyes rest, souls devoured by angst

No escape, holy putrescence
Forever lost, malignant in nature
Hatred seeds from the eyes of lust
Obscured in fire, weeping always
Track Name: Enslaved in Grime
Look beyond fears
Look through the burning pit
What do you see?
A reflection of your deceit

Your futile life
Soon to be sucked, absorbed
Into the void
You can't escape yourself

Enslaved in grime
Within a corrupt mind

Pestilential sentiment
Self-contemptive abhorrence

Enslaved in grime
Within a corrupt mind

It's in your brains
Feeding on your failures
It's in your blood
Embittering your sickening soul

What awaits those
Who devour their dismay?
Track Name: Oblivion
Hell hath no fury like his
Wielder of the crimson mace
Scarring, scorching, ever smithing
Reign of madness and destruction

Hell hath no fury like hers
Wielder of the scarlet scalpel
Dissecting, slicing, dealing death

Rending soul from flesh, cast into the abyss
Where neither angel nor demon awaits
Only total oblivion

Hatred fuels my contempt
Time grinds bone into dust
The wielders of worldy banes
Knows no denomination

Hell hath no fury like its
Wielder of the flaming blade
Ripping, rending, neverending
Reign of terror and dispear

Death will knock on your door
Claiming the spark he's supposed to envy
No resitance, no defiance
Embracing the soothing darkness
Track Name: Language of the Dead
This lie is mine, shapeshifter
Eat your own words with disgust, shapeshifter
Swallow your own pride, shapeshifter

Disguise yourself in pride, the false prophet returns
Empty within the shell you call person
Empty words, empty promises
Two-faced coward, no trust for the untrustworthy

This lie is mine, shapeshifter
Eat your own words with disgust, shapeshifter
Swallow your own pride, shapeshifter

Judge everyone but yourself
Self-awereness?
Pity?
Save it for yourself