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Funeral bells calling for souls
Daily human portion
Point of no return
Hell admits its turn
Strange skies are tightened with gloom
This is our ways to the hades through entombed
Soil soaked with blood of the martyrs
My hands are cold the face is numb
The darkness breeding its charms
The frozen look
The easy prey
The armageddon here we're here to slay
Panic everywhere
Ominous glare
Spears of inferno impale everyone
Inferno craves me
Spreads insanity
Nightmares become reality
The plague feeds the sanity
Bastards crawling everywhere
These lands are damned forever
Chalice of the black blood will feed the living dead
Soul cruel evisceration
When the pain is racking me
Voices calling slowly
It became a paranoia
You have to kill if you able to survive
The air is saturated with the stench of pus
Graveways, we all become a naught
Kill, the last ability to feel this life
Blood, i wait for blood to fill the earth
Massive death expansion
Everything will start to rot
Their blares come from the same direction
The masters destroyed
No rules, just carnage
Frictions of flesh
Misanthropic essence

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from Impious Misanthropic Forces EP, released January 30, 2016
featuring A.Z.V. from Gurthang

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