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Graviora Manent
07:41
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From the void, a light bleeds
And from the light, a shadow forms
One star to run and devour four
A river bursts, set against the world
A tongue of flame, crowning the saints
And an eye in heart, guiding the pilgrims
All is vain aside from the void within the wounds of the Lord's hands
Vertigo within as I look upon the distance
The stairs descend through the chaos winds
Yahweh's blood running down the cross
Running down the steps as sinners' atonement
Yes, they ride
Together as one through the sky
Blood in the rain, tis the day for performing the dance of fate
Sing the song of death and drink
Drink of this graven chalice
Bathe in sunlight, fall with the stars
And forget these things of the past world
Apparition as a floating head crowned with halo
Groans in foreshadowing over life and death
Repent! For the sand doth fall!
To know the truth is suffering and yes, I am suffering
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Behind Her Veil
05:56
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A hymn of woe
For imbalance and sin
For the wicked hearts of men, shallow and unrepentant
Our Mother's veins are filled with rust
For God so loved this damned world
Descend into the void and you will find the answers
Along with other questions; the weight of the cross
Hatred is stirred, you curse at the sky
Clenching your fists while descending
Now you see, behind her veil
The rotted skull and the empty eyes
Now you feel, the cold embrace of eternal truth, resembling death
You weep for me and you search for me
But seek me not, for I'll come to you
In perfect peace, when fear is gone and lust has fled
Only then we'll meet
A hymn of woe
For the Day of Judgement
For the wicked hearts of men, born in damnation
See Your furnace overflows
And see the crowds upon the widened road
They shall never know good things again, oblivion
They shall never see the light of day
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Apocalypsis
06:06
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My Lord, war, famine, death
A sword, a sword, sharpened and polished
Sharpened for the slaughter of the Image of God
Yes a sword, a sword, to gut the flesh of life
Behold the demise of God's creation
Die
Blot out the sons of men
Repent over Your creation
For Thy crown of Thorns was of the earthen soil
And Satan a finger of the shrouded left hand
Angels sound the trumpets for the Lord's vengeance
A blackened sun and a bloody moon adorn the heavens
The Son of God, for all to see
Wielding a sword, Jesus weeps
Repent over Your creation
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Missio Dei
05:16
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Oh, how the hatred shakes the bones
Nostrils flare as tears are falling
Crucified, You're left weeping
A fate of damnation, bearing splintered cross
He - a lion - will seek, kill, destroy
Morning star, you'll bow to Me
God's creation adores what I AM as My Hands stretch out to slaughter them
Father forgive me for all I've done and all I do
Withhold Thy hatred from me by the pardon of Your Son's blood
A mass of rot inside out, death piled upon death
A crown of thorns woven from sin adoring the brow of Yeshua
Every praise a lamentation
And every bow a breaking of knees
Even the dead find no rest
They gnash their teeth and curse their mother's womb
Seven thrones and seven crowns rusting in heaven's tears
The winepress spews a sea of blood to drown the nations over iniquity
Yet once again, they do not repent
The light seduces and she does lie
And when the sword is to their throat, they will cry,
"Lord, my Lord, please save me!"
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Vanitas
05:01
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Vomit the earth and spit out the ashes of your mothers and fathers
For still you reap what vanity they sowed
Harvest again, it shatters your spine!
Fruits of abundance seal your lips
In the lake you can see the stars
But in the sky they're none
Will your eyes look back upon that burning city?
And your flesh contort into a pillar of salt?
For the lust of the flesh and the pride of life come not from the Lord's hands
They come from the world like serpents slithering from a shrinking hole
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