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Sunday, 26 May 2019

Bloody Creed The New Age Of Terror 2

As The Storm Rages On

I come from the many lands that are unknown
Born from the fire with a heart that is made of stone
Inside the forests and inside the temples I shall dwell
My mind thirsts for knowledge it cannot be quenched
I hunger for the satisfaction of the unknown
Forever as the storm rages on and on

Invite me into your presence Master of the sages
Anoint me into your rituals borne from the ages
Bring me my bloody sword and my amulet of power
This world will know me as their God everlasting forever
I hunger for the satisfaction of the unknown
Forever as the storm rages on and on

I come from the many lands that are unknown
Born from the fire with a heart that is made of stone
Inside the forests and inside the temples I shall dwell
My mind thirsts for knowledge it cannot be quenched
I hunger for the satisfaction of the unknown
Forever as the storm rages on and on

Arise, Thy Mighty Colossus

Thus begins the apocalyptic war of one hundred souls
No more use of will as they will lose all of their control
Standing one thousand feet tall right towards the sun
A god of iron and steel awaken from thy slumber Titan
Arise Helios thy might colossus

The gods begin their militaristic warfare a hierarchy that will not fail
The humans will not find power nowhere the coffin has been impaled
Standing one thousand feet tall right towards the sun
A god of iron and steel awaken from thy slumber Titan
Arise Helios thy might colossus

Thus begins the apocalyptic war of one hundred souls
No more use of will as they will lose all of their control
Standing one thousand feet tall right towards the sun
A god of iron and steel awaken from thy slumber Titan
Arise Helios thy might colossus

The Suffering Of God

God created the earth and the heavens but the bastard did not create me
His pathetic humans are slaves for his leadership nothing more than a dictatorship
His empire is crumbling beneath his feet because no one is ever refusing to listen
Unheard prayers are seldom heard one by one the pawns fall down into oblivion
This is the suffering and dismemberment of your God

Encircle the religious and the pious and send them into the jaws of the lions
Eat his body and drink his blood and then all together sing a song of false love
His empire is crumbling beneath his feet because no one is ever refusing to listen
Unheard prayers are seldom heard one by one the pawns fall down into oblivion
This is the suffering and dismemberment of your God

God created the earth and the heavens but the bastard did not create me
His pathetic humans are slaves for his leadership nothing more than a dictatorship
His empire is crumbling beneath his feet because no one is ever refusing to listen
Unheard prayers are seldom heard one by one the pawns fall down into oblivion
This is the suffering and dismemberment of your God

Let There Be Rot

A sanguineous appetite a bloody feast that is ripe for the feeding
Castrating and ripping another victim that is kept forever bleeding
Nothing will not stop your execution this ritual of the flesh offering
The slice of the blade is the last moment that you will ever see
Let there be rot for all of the whores and the vainglorious
Let there be rot for all and for all forevermore be lost

Desensitized since the age of birth borne with all vices and spite
A heart that is so cold and with eyes so blue as the freezing ice
You all knew you all should have seen this coming your vanity
Asininity will only ever remain your execution this ritual of the flesh offering
Let there be rot for all of the whores and the vainglorious
Let there be rot for all and for all forevermore be lost

A sanguineous appetite a bloody feast that is ripe for the feeding
Castrating and ripping another victim that is kept forever bleeding
You all knew you all should have seen this coming your vanity
Asininity will only ever remain your execution this ritual of the flesh offering
Let there be rot for all of the whores and the vainglorious
Let there be rot for all and for all forevermore be lost

Surgical Precision

The tools of the trade that are in my hands dwell in anticipation
The knives and the scalpels burn in fever for human execution
A sanguineous burning anger interlocking with bilious rage
An abattoir drenched in blood with the horrors that will await
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision

The rivers are flowing with the blood and excrement of the filth
The veins and the callouses are corrupted just filled with shit
A Jihad of epic propagations a call for an unholy war on terror
The knives and the scalpels burn in fever for human execution
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision

A sanguineous burning anger interlocking with bilious rage
An abattoir drenched in blood with the horrors that will await
This is heartwork of its kind a canvas for the fine art of murder
The de los muertes has arrived sanguineous in its burning fever
Slaughter the pigs unfit for human consumption
Butchers of perversion work in surgical precision

The Unspoken Name

The Devil's dog is back again on the streets doing his dirty work
He has failed numerous times and the impressions are never lasting
He is living in a non fictional reality a junkie messiah to the lepers
A so called celebrity a jester for the king's court a human novelty
All in all he wants to push for his pathetic and selfish claim to fame
Execute him paint a target on his head and let him die without a name

A legend in his own mind however it is more like a pathetic passing phase
As long as he has his fix of drinks and drugs he will never become the same
I despise the cunt and I cannot stand his useless and fucked up narcissism
A club to the brain a taste of broken glass the annihilation of his system
All in all he wants to push for his pathetic and selfish claim to fame
Execute him paint a target on his head and let him die without a name

The Devil's dog is back again on the streets doing his dirty work
He has failed numerous times and the impressions are never lasting
He is living in a non fictional reality a junkie messiah to the lepers
A so called celebrity a jester for the king's court a human novelty
The end has come for his monarchy his system that was built by nepotism
Greed rears its ugly head one by one his days have become numbered
Weak and pathetic the pain he will suffer will be brutal and tortuous
All in all he wants to push for his pathetic and selfish claim to fame
Execute him paint a target on his head and let him die without a name

The Sex Trade

The street walkers of the night and the harlots servicing in wicked pleasure
Influential men of power converse and indulge within their own sexual leisure
Bondage and sadomasochism enjoyment delivered to those who are perverse
The one thousand days of Sodom are alive and well in this side of this town
Drink the wine and savour the feast foreboding are the waters set to for drowning
This is death in itself hanging onto the sex trade
This is death in itself a slave for the death trade

Revel in decadence and dance like the Marquis de Sade the taste of hot leather
Women are falling down and procrastinating at the feet of soldiers and leaders
Bondage and sadomasochism enjoyment delivered to those who are perverse
The one thousand days of Sodom are alive and well in this side of this town
Drink the wine and savour the feast foreboding are the waters set to for drowning
This is death in itself hanging onto the sex trade
This is death in itself a slave for the death trade

The street walkers of the night and the harlots servicing in wicked pleasure
Influential men of power converse and indulge within their own sexual leisure
Bondage and sadomasochism enjoyment delivered to those who are perverse
The one thousand days of Sodom are alive and well in this side of this town
Drink the wine and savour the feast foreboding are the waters set to for drowning
This is death in itself hanging onto the sex trade
This is death in itself a slave for the death trade

This Broken Society

Heavy is the head is what lies in the crown
Never to be seen or to become ever found
A distortion of lies and propaganda those born inside a world of privilege
Gutting another reason for those living on the bleeding knife edge
Fed to the wolves a broken society

You think you want people to bend down to your will
In context your reign will never ever become fulfilled
A distortion of lies and propaganda those born inside a world of privilege
Gutting another reason for those living on the bleeding knife edge
Fed to the wolves a broken society

Heavy is the head is what lies in the crown
Never to be seen or to become ever found
A distortion of lies and propaganda those born inside a world of privilege
Gutting another reason for those living on the bleeding knife edge
Fed to the wolves a broken society

Cast Down (Southern Texas Death Ride)

This is the last time I ever want to hear from you I scold you for evermore
Where were you when those you loved suffered under your fucking reprisals
The hounds of hell are following down your trial for all that have suffered for
Well I am Death and none can excel I will open the door to heaven or down to hell

Cast down into the flames and into this eternity you will forever burn
I am death I have come to take the soul leave the body and leave it cold
To draw up the flesh off of the frame dirt and worm both have a claim
To dust of all creation to ashes there will be nothing for you to transform

This is the last time I ever want to hear from you I scold you for evermore
Where were you when those you loved suffered under your fucking reprisals
Your arrogance is fleeting and no weight of gold were meant to prove your fucking worth
The life burden of depression and grief is left to all of those that are now left to suffer
Well I am Death and none can excel I will open the door to heaven or down to hell

I Digest My Offerings

Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Bile fountains spewing from the ovum disturb the inertia the sacrifice for the gods
A pre abortive mind abhorrent towards the world misanthropic down towards the core
Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Offerings I will digest my offerings blood for the Blood God

Bile fountains spewing from the ovum disturb the inertia the sacrifice for the gods
A pre abortive mind abhorrent towards the world misanthropic down towards the core
Treacherous amongst are the flock no shepherd without a rod only born only to serve
Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Offerings I will digest my offerings blood for the Blood God

Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Bile fountains spewing from the ovum disturb the inertia the sacrifice for the gods
A pre abortive mind abhorrent towards the world misanthropic down towards the core
Treacherous amongst are the flock no shepherd without a rod only born only to serve
Inside a spinning vortex wrecked inside a tomb for the idols of blood and slaughter
Offerings I will digest my offerings blood for the Blood God

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