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Lay The Earth To Rest
03:58
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Take life as the blade
Become the noose in wait
The innocent and the damned
Judged fit to bleed the same
We are the reaping wrath
Cold as the hangman's laugh
Advance the clan of death ever on toward victory
On and on consumed in savagery
The petty laws of man will cease to be
Onward march toward your butchery
Loose the last gasp of your species
Bleed, blast, burn to desecrate and turn
The face of this world to ash and rot
A new era will rise in the wake of sacrifice
We sow with blood
We reap with fire
We piss upon this planet
Groveling at our feet
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Beckoned by the hand of Death
Unaware, unannounced, unobserved
A shadow amongst the living stalks
Terror takes the sky
Touched in every tongue
In every function: execution
A payload forces Heaven's hand
There's nowhere to hide when God is blind
Singing psalms of fuel and fire
What resides beneath the knife must die
In the rubble what remains?
What but hatred sprouts from graves?
Blind god, behold begotten son:
Tyranny of annihilation
Bombast from the first to last bomb blast
Killing and reason were wed in the past
A parting gesture from the hand of Death
Gone and forgotten may they rest
A stalking presence amidst the living
On a quest to blind the world
Eternally, violently, eradication
Eternity, enmity, embrace humanity
Once undone, what is won, murder and massacre
In the end, in revenge, retribution
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Trial By Combat
03:40
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Beneath blackened skies a silence settles
Oppressive stench of burning fuel and fear
Alongside bodies strewn lay takes in ruin
This place where warriors come to die
No longer waiting the living stir beneath the dead
Two men yet live in this abattoir
To rise from the cradle of war
In a hole with a club and above with a bayonet
They mean to kill and kill they will
Blow follows blow and the wounds slowly mount
A mind of murder encounters no doubt:
A hero will rise from the slaughter of meeker men
Relentless, savage, their conflict continues
Mouths well with iron and sand sticks with blood
As the sun goes black from above
Burning!
The world is ablaze
Burn!
And feed the fire with your lives
The sky rains down the barren soil
And the earth heaves as it is cleft
Shrapnel and debris usurp the scenery
Beneath the great fist of conflict
The field is swept of the squabbling and feebleness
And the sky is black as silence settles
Amongst the dead there is not fear
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