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The Depths of Satan
05:13
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How art thou fallen from heaven
O'Lucifer, son of the morning
Lord of Hell, King of the Earth
Light Bearer
Into Everlasting Fire. Burn forever in this flame.
Eternal torment, damnation
in chaos, learn the depths of Satan
How art thou fallen from heaven
O'Lucifer, son of the morning
Deceiver of the nations
Father of Lies
Into Everlasting Fire. Burn forever in this flame.
Eternal torment, damnation
in chaos, learn the depths of Satan
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The Second Death
05:11
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Into the Void
Time is No More
Behold the flames of Wrath
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Sins of the flesh, now punished by flame
swallowed in black, unfathomable pain
horrendous cries echo in death
tormenting regrets are all that remain
ungodly screams pierce the soul, of corrupt, wicked men dying in cold
sorrow consumes the mind
Enlightened they live, the cowards will die
Excruciating wails of the decayed
Boils bursting, the skin melts away
Impossible discernment of that which was pure
Corpses on fire, no hope for a cure
Your body regenerates, reforms and renews to be tortured...once again
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Hell from beneath is moved to meet thee at thy coming.
Look upon the carcasses of men. They shall be gathered together as prisoners
in the pit. For their worm shall not die and their fire shall not be quenched.
Where their worm dieth not
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Gorified Eradication
03:56
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Fall into the depths of hell
an abhorrent desolation
cries from the pit of Sheol
Mankind's annihilation
The Black Abyss, Tartarus , an endless flaming sea
Eradicate
The Children of the Damned
Time is night for humankind
Ostracized, brutalized, you'll perish for your sin
I CONJURE thee, O fire, by him who made thee and all other creatures for good in the world, that thou torment, burn, and consume this spirit, for everlasting.
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Vesture Dipped in Blood
05:39
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Behold a white horse
He that sits upon it
is called Faithful and True
In Righteousness he doth judge
and make war
Angel standing in the sun
crying to the fowl
come gather together
unto the great supper
Eat the flesh of kings
Eat the flesh of Captains
The flesh of all men
both great and small
Eyes of Fire
Vesture Dipped in Blood
The Fierceness and wrath of almighty God
Angel standing in the sun
crying to the fowl
come gather together
unto the great supper
Eat the flesh of kings
Eat the flesh of Captains
The flesh of all men
both great and small
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Simon Koch
to me
38 minutes agoDetails
When The Stars Stop Looking
They say a man reaps what he sows
But I guess some seeds never grow
I’m seeing my reflection in the tombstone sky
Red moon cacklin’ hangin’ high
With a silver cross against my skin
I’m booking a room at the black horse inn
Hat pulled down to hide my face
One more dollar for the human race
Rosy, rosy, what can I say?
They always find ways to make you pay
There’s a solemn breeze at the dock of the bay
But I’m too many minutes past judgement day
I’m standing quiet on the lanai
Where a woman strokes a kitten with just one eye
As she turns toward me I divert my eyes to a cigarette smoked to the filter
The unstoppable movie
The anvils of time
And dreams I dreamed with missing letters
I feel every breath
Is it your breath or mine that keeps me here beneath the stormy weather?
To kiss your lips and cling to care
Lean out your window golden hair
To touch your thigh and leave this night
Your movements as divine as light
I heard the mule kickin’ in your stall
I almost thought that I had it all
I left a bullet in the amber hall
Like a child that never learned to crawl
And I have nothing left to give you
No fig leaves here to hide the truth
Spent my last ticket when the stars weren’t looking
I keep on trying to get through
Walking slowly inside and up the stairs
The painting gives a final glair
With his dirty Woodrow Wilson stair
And I can’t stand to see him in the morning
Unlocking the door just one more time
Another bedroom of forgotten rhymes
Where all my memories soil the sheets
The ghost of things we could not keep
I put it all behind me now
No fancy words or wedding vows
The road’s too narrow too overgrown
The memory begins and ends alone
And I have nothing left to give you
No fig leaves here to hide the truth
Spent my last ticket when the stars weren’t looking
I keep on trying to get through
And somewhere in the sacred land
A friend begins to weep
To see you lifeless on the ground and say that you’re asleep
We all know who shot you down
But there’s no reason to speak
So I take another breath of thought
And continue down the street
In strange airways of twisted tongues
I continue down the street
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