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A Frigid White Vault

Desert mystics with mouths of shit Hatred of the desperate Holy men hang Holy men hang Generations holding what they covert Pleading for approval The robed one deceived you Holy men hang The wind In the maelstrom of before Vinegar from the wi...

Breaking the Armour of Light

The Righteous will inherent the husk Countenance of black Sanctum Somber arch phantoms Are delivered from beneath the catacombs chambers Carrying as they move venerable hatred Herald of His ascension from the catacombs chambers Chocking the Vatican...

Caress the Catacombs

Walk and touch the tombs Caress the catacombs Purpose to coffins touch Spirits of communion Turn their back upon Christ In death they have relinquished And become the tip Of a malignant blade Walk in circles round the stone Gape wide the grav...

Chimes

Youth and the young Want to be undone Walk forth to the void Humanity’s end is perpetual motion Is the perpetual chimes Perpetual chimes Nuclear winter Would be a sweet mercy There is nothing so swift Nothing so sweet When this Satanic reck...

Eternally Lurking Shadows

They have become Untethered from the moon They have forgotten their master These deceased mountains The ultimate theft they take We take the universes last breath Eternally lurking A dagger unending Eternally lurking there A dagger unending...

I Am the Fucking Pariah

I am the fucking pariah I am that which you shall reject Spite like rolling thunder The apex and heir desolate I am the unholy outcast Cusp of the final eclipse I am the shredded black leather A Timber-wolf in your midst Detest charity The...

Royal Carrion

Vampiric Lord built on a ruined abbey Salted earth and grounded gates Nothing will grow again Yoke of the virgin Ruins, the cinders dreaming Zero to zero No peace ever Sun, royal carrion Sun, royal carrion Her majesty is no clumsy mistake H...

The Spectral Solent

I arch before Three decades under the horns Smoulder branding to the snow And fortify this spiteful dogma It waits It breaths It waits It breaths As disembodied hands stay trapped Locked in the scriptural solent Beneath the swell of the agele...