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.​.​.​in the cold grip of evil

by Book of the Dead

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In the Cold Grip of Evil Bide your time rising inside control forsaken tearing at the mind To destroy lives praying on our time torture and hatred through puppets sublime Darkness.... Foe of light taken in spite fortune in sorrow the goal to end life Blind am I claws writhe inside parasite, formless no trace for justice Bleeding inside, boiling the mind ripping the essence to distorted design visions are faded no savior at this time Despise... in the cold grip of evil Forcing of hand, raping of virtue taking the life blood to reduce to waste hell in the after-burn, clear that there's nothing won can't live with whats been done in the cold grip of evil In the cold grip of evil... darkness raping the mind In the cold grip of evil... ashes of self left behind In the cold grip of evil strings pull to malify destroying my life in the cold grip of evil Coping and hoping to push it all down claws ripping through again, putrefied sound laughing at misery, blameless malfator Why,,,, Leave one option, to die... Take this... Malformed Discord Sword of Evil Why.... Loss of....,..Control Bastard Biding your time? Rising inside? Trying to take my life? This time I'm gonna take the knife, and end this pain of mine Biding time, to take my life, but I am in control This time I'm gonna take the knife and slash your fucking throat You've tried before... to take my life, but I am in control So I'll take the knife bastard parasite, slash your fucking throat Ripped apart, crushed beyond dust, thrown into the abyss No more to hate, demon scum battle won I cast you out Light goes on life is won work is done stronger than strong
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War Against Creation Martyrs.. A call for revenge, the prophet must be avenged to destroy... Bellum internecinum Bellum omnium contra Omnes Deus Vult... For the suns have passed, these days degrade history erased... for your zealous rights, the world must change to decimate in God's name... For your lies innocents are maimed calls for retribution, in holy name For your lies evil has a name as straw dogs in a world depraved Love thy brother son, it cant be done those laws are none Sacred text you fear teachings you choose malicious rule Fuck them all and lay to waste unchain the wolves within your mere existence and culture is sin due piece of agony for heresy and blasphemy take away all that is dear lay to waste... temples not of your god lay to waste lives of those you know not preaching hate enemy's declared in faith you fools, blinded by faith in the teachings of hate devoured... Now your actions speak infringing lies yet truths that cannot hide hate like plague it burns scorn against the world War against creation Fuck them all and lay to waste unchain the wolves within your mere existence and culture is sin due piece of agony for heresy and blasphemy do what you can to survive (you were never alive) lay to waste... temples not of your god lay to waste lives of those you know not preaching hate enemy's declared in faith you fools, blinded by faith and led far astray from the light... DEUS VULT.... (repeat) Waiting for Thoth at the left hand of God Purgatory, trepidity Salvation - Not Fuck you all, Not gonna take Fuck your jihad and your belief Eat some bullets Like snakes, drawn to the bait affirmation, of what awaits...
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Ripped Apart and Devoured Torturer, Suffering ripped and torn sinews stretched entrails disgorged Snapped and swallowed evil chunks of flesh choke on them, with your last breath Scourge of the world, now food for the un-dead your only purpose fulfilled rancid feast of flesh Rest in Pieces.... In Grave of Rotting Bowels... Scum of Sanctum... THE DEAD WILL SHIT YOU OUT In this fight you cannot hide your fright you coward gonna die tonight warped, flayed, head torn off eyes gouged out or a gun in your mouth Limbs torn from a body depraved a mind diseased scoped from the head jugular chewed, blood has soured ripped apart and devoured... Soaked in blood, bowls strewn around inhuman howl as your disemboweled waves of blood pulse across the ground watch as you fucking carrion is devoured vision slowly turns to red evil has been laid to rest final vision from severed head, rotting corpses feasting on your flesh void opens up to a world depraved hordes of un-dead staring at me lost, in-controllable madness to kill them all end the last humanity release the chains, un-dead are free waiting... My sacrifice, through my carnage Carnage.. Carnage.... Ripped Apart and Devoured... Ripped Apart and Devoured... Ripped Apart and Devoured... Ripped Apart and Devoured... Drowning in carnage humans to blame For your excitement.. a mindless game!!! Self destruction power war game for your excitement... a world laid to waste no need for intervention, we turn ourselves For your excitement... WE ARE THE UN-DEAD
4.
Survive Until the Dawn Darkened, twilight Survived the night of carnage gazing up into the darkened forest, my escape Running blinded, foes on my trail hunted in the belly of the night Biding the time, moving to stay alive ancient ghouls endeavor to wreck and rule the flesh So am I, Prey of thyn Every step a horror hiding invisible control foes appear drapper in possessed flesh no more a friend but puppet of demon hands shot in the head rotten brains spew out moans of the un-dead, echoing through forest with every step I take my last breath Haunting premonitions of a putrefied death Darkness falls Imprisoned in the void vulnerable awaiting death, Survive until the dawn Hacked to death flailing limbs in red strike at the corpse repeatedly, in madness mind dissolved, from horror I behold reality melts, in terror I laugh no more I have control.... Nowhere,,, Waiting the time, power inside, violent lust cannot hide soon will be mine, carnage of night, in vengeance and violent reprise With Hatred... Corpse ripped open With Hatred bowels torn out and ripped apart Madness manifesting Behold, in the dawn light...
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Obsidian

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released November 23, 2018

Written, performed and recorded by Nicholas Fry

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Front and back painting by Mike Wellins
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