1. |
Into Nothingness
06:02
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denial of feelings
all beauty has died
defeated by existence
blackest of soil
into the abyss
no meaning of life
lack of perspective
grave thoughts / take control
feeling numb
dying slow
until the very end
life surrenders
into / nothingness
absence of light
ease the pain
wait for the end
rot on the inside
cease to exist
escape from grim fate
come to an end
how would you like / to die
feeling numb
dying slow
until the very end
life surrenders
into / nothingness
tortured soul
atrocious existence
visions of death
the final journey
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2. |
No Vital Signs
05:16
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fist meets face
bone crushes bone
sudden attack
abort supply mission
rage against order
rage against aid
anarchy rising
world apocalypse
disturbed
distracted
rejected
no vital signs
wounded dying
cities in flames
cry out for help
no one will answer
deal with hatred
you asked for it
survival of the fittest
shall be our demise
disturbed
distracted
rejected
no vital signs
no vital signs
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3. |
The Tank
04:19
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into battle
slide into the seat
close ‘n lock the hatch
quick system check
unlocked and loaded
await your orders
find and destroy
no hiding no cover
eredicate the enemy
show 'em no mercy
kill - them - all
roar of grinding tracks
the stench of gasoline
gunfire resounding
no chance of escape
tears smear the dirt
face the face of death
find and destroy
no hiding no cover
eredicate the enemy
show 'em no mercy
stench of decay
casualties are stacked
mangled corpses
everything is in ruins
this is not victory
this is damnation
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4. |
Charon
03:38
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lay down with fever
drenched in sweat
shaken by cramps
passing away
charon awaits the dead
grim, old an dark
on his derilict wreak
sails are set
waters of horror
where they once
sworn their oath
and became invulnerable
charon awaits the dead
grim, old an dark
on his derilict wreak
your final journey
charon awaits the dead
grim, old an dark
on his derilict wreak
sails are set
they’re shy shadows
guided by invisible
waiting for their sentence
the isle - or the depth
coins on the eyes
laid out and lit
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5. |
The Blackest Of Soil
02:50
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endless wading / through the life
an endless tough / and sticky swamp
the sickening / slime called life
exhausting to / wade through it
streams of filth / surround it all
wave after / wave spills over
hard to stay / above this broth
there is no / saving straw here
blackest of soil
flood of destruction
prepare for the worst
this is the downfall
look into the abyss
under pale grey skies
smell of decay
we are all doomed
wallowing / in one’s sorrow
dragging on / through desolate sands
burned beyond / recognition
rivers of / rotten blood
on shores of / vicious torment
lay down / to die slowly
redemption from / this agony
get your own / life together
blackest of soil
flood of destruction
prepare for the worst
this is the downfall
look into the abyss
under pale grey skies
smell of decay
we are all doomed
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6. |
The End Is Near
02:52
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raped by hidden desires
buried lie impure thoughts
the foul taste of deception
turning a blind eye to the lies
tormented by the pain of hope
the infamy gnawed on flesh
exit the dark forest of perdition
strengthened, I rise from my crypt
I’ll reclaim what once was mine
but your end
is near
risen from the ruins of fate
deep wounds are only scars
tame my rage of hatred
contentment as (an) instrument of revenge
a passage to a renewed life
feast on your dismal failure
exit the dark forest of perdition
strengthened, I rise from my crypt
I reclaimed what once was mine
but your
end is near
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7. |
Convulsive Possessions
03:29
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loss of conciousness
face pale as ashes
body becomes stiff
violent convulsions
foam at the mouth
the skin turns blue
plagued by demons
say your useless prayers
in the shadow of the cross
there is no redemption
everything went black
times pass‘ unseen
come back to life
feel tremendous pain
taste the taste of blood
devil loses control
plagued by demons
say your useless prayers
in the shadow of the cross
there is no redemption
convulsive possessions
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8. |
Dracunculus Medinensis
05:11
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sneak into the host
invasion of body
pierce Intestinum tenue
breed in abdominal cavity
feeding through the guts
nest under the skin
pull the head
piece by piece
through the flesh
out of wound
pull the head
piece by piece
through the flesh
out of wound
separation of the head
painful ulcer abscess
rupture of the uterus
burst and pour the brood
expulsion of the larvae
retraction
pull the head
piece by piece
through the flesh
out of wound
pull the head
piece by piece
through the flesh
out of wound
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Wilt Herford, Germany
Old School Death fuckin' Metal!
Founded in 2011.
Matze - Voices, Bass
Marko - Guitars
Sascha - Guitars
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