Language of the Dead

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1.
04:49
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!
2.
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
3.
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?
4.
05:06
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
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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

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released February 1, 2007

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