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lyrics
A new sense of death lingers on my tongue.
Split in half, speaking in sin.
Self extinct the human race.
A lack of grace bore into the poor mans head.
Split in half, pouring out sin.
A son is born, the Christ our lord, begotten from the virgin whore.
Satanic seeds planted within, writhing in pain.
Carrying the body, a still born essence and vaginal rot, summoning a halo of flies.
The fire that burns deep within the womb, fermenting the fetus.
A new sense of death lingers on my tongue.
Split in half, speaking in sin.
Self extinct the human race.
A lack of grace bore into the poor mans head.
Split in half, pouring out sin.
Born bloodied in a manger, muffled cries of a dying mother, left agape for death to take.
A spawn of evil breathes, crawling out from human waste.
Vile stench of placenta, swarms of insects gather, eaten from the inside out.
Infant of immorality, spread my seed of sin.
Preach false gospel to those who follow.
Anoint dead bodies, tie them up to the cross.
Plague worship to the rotten souls, a deity undead.
The king, my king, born of the fucking scum.
I bathed his wretched head, doused in his fathers blood.
Malice, putrid, free of sin.
I heard the seraphs sing, I felt hell open.
Burden the damned cross north of mount Zion.
Hands nailed to the cross, your faith has lost it's cause.
Black bled from thorns embedded in Christ's head.
No resurrection, laid to rest.
His body hangs cold and lifeless picked apart by the birds and worms.
Free to sin through false redemption.
Like blood pouring from an open wound, visions of hell somatically manifest.
A promise of fire to forever stain the skin, tirelessly bleaching your sins.
supported by 15 fans who also own “North of Zion (Ft. Tyler Hebert)”
if this album is anything, its incredibly well rounded.
choosing to step off the gas a little bit in favor of a notably more polished sound.
I dont dig it as much as psycho, but I'd be a liar if I said this is isn't a radical improvement in quality. MyNameIsRedundant
supported by 14 fans who also own “North of Zion (Ft. Tyler Hebert)”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego