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God-Victim
03:40
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The howling flute dwindles
The blood runs along the stone
With thanks and adoration
We feast on the one who came before
Brave god-victims sacred flesh
Brutal rite of transference
Obsidian dagger glints amidst the smoke
Foreshadowing of my fate to come
A life of devotion
Adherence to ritual
The flute’s howling is now mine
Learning the steps to the dance of death
Four holy consorts granted
A year of sewing seed
Bestowing honor and blessings
Before my godflesh is to be reaped
Bathed in oil and blossoms
Wanting for nothing
A temporary God
Before the obsidian blades sting
A god of shadow and light
Balance in all things
Without this sacrifice
There can be no blessings
Mothers bring sick children
Farmers bring your soil
Receive my sacred blessing
Before I shed this mortal coil
I dance my final steps
I draw my final breaths
There is no sorrow within me
I give myself willingly
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Otherbound
02:39
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Tethered to the void
Spawn of another kind
Consciously contrarian
To Another I will bind
I can hear its voice
A tone foreign to me
It opens the third eye
and now I see
Otherbound
An ethereal path
No tracks to follow
Only that faint call
I am enthralled
The netherlight draws closer
The voice turns to echo
A twisting of time
The voice is mine
Reaching in oneself
Meets no obstruction
A universe of mine
Pulled from the depths of the mind
Tentacles of shadow
Eyes of blackest light
Through the glass I peer
Unlearning mortal fear
The pleasing gaze of my own
Through the fungal portal cone
A rapid extrapolation of consciousness
The becoming of an entity
Otherbound
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Nightbreed
03:18
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Sickened by the sheen of light
Nauseated by normalcy
Day to day life feels a blight
Uneasy state of being
Invigorated by the moon
Soothing the pain of daunting days
Stirred by the chords of doom
The weird fills the heart with flame
With the warmth of demons fire
I am revived
Heavens judgement staved away
for another time
Ripped out of the void
As if another womb
I shift and change and grow anew
In the shadow of the tomb
Worship the knife
Fire to kill
Dwell in the shade
Pray to the night
Kill for the thrill
Live for the blade
I am
Night Breed
now my fervent lust for human blood will never fade
curse the flesh of natural man
dark magics in our veins
release the mindless rampage
darklings must remain
Worship the knife
Fire to kill
Dwell in the shade
Pray to the night
Kill for the thrill
Live for the blade
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All the deepest pain, comes from close proximity
Betrayal is the risk, of true intimacy
To sink the dagger deep, draw them in close
Grievous lacerations from the ones we love the most
Wounds that are foretold, cut painful still
Sharper, harder, impossible to heal
An inevitable end, we know these things
We dance by compulsion, on puppet strings
Red
Blood
Flows
Knowing the bullet is coming, doesn’t stop the bleeding
The only option, to never love, to never know the feeling
Yet we still walk the path
We cant stay away
All the deepest pain, comes from close proximity
Betrayal is the risk, of true intimacy
To sink the dagger deep, draw them in close
Grievous lacerations from the ones we love the most
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Envenom
03:17
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Some died to the sword, or perished on the rack
Some choked to death with the noose around their neck
Thrown to the wolves, or crush the fuckin brain
The methods may change but conclude just the same
Beware also the flower, the brightly colored things
Can be so subtle, but much more deadly
Fear not only might, beware their chilling guile
We’re all the same, when we hit the body pile
Envenom
Die slow
Waiting in the grass, she doesn’t make a sound
Coiled, camoflauged in her lair beneath the ground
In the for the strike, In for the kill
Draining your soul, Crushing all your will
The fangs sink deep, but you hardly feel the sting
The venom acts quickly, you cant muster a scream
Dropping to the ground, the terror sinks in
Dragged and devoured, in the vipers den
Die slow in den of dreams
Venom coursing through your blood stream
Respect the blade
Fear the fang
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