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Existence Eternal
04:53
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Ethereal acquiesce,
Arcadian rage,
Divine inception,
Total annihilation.
Nocuous genocide.
Omission reversal,
Incessant ritual,
Existence eternal.
Eyes blind. The bright light of death.
Cracks in the sky mark your final breath.
What once was sacred, engulfed in hatred.
Nothing learnt from the echoes of the ancients.
All you touch, turned to dust.
Nothing left, but blood and rust.
Misplaced your allegiance,
No longer the blessed flesh of Eden,
I am the voice you wished you'd never hear,
The reckoning brought to cleanse the earth.
All you touch, turned to dust.
Nothing left, but blood and rust.
Your only answer, infinite doom.
You'll serve forever on this world.
Entombed.
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Conditioned to Suffer
04:33
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Conditioned to suffer these trials alone.
Ignoble chorus rattles round your tomb.
The great deceptor, see what he sees.
Vista of emptiness, misery.
Cold burn of separation.
A wretched prison of your own creation.
And as your body decays you think of what you'd do to see the light of day,
To bask amongst the seven suns celestial rays.
Torpefied by life's arcana.
Immobilised, your own detainer.
Vindictive creation leads your decline.
A thousand voices with prying eyes.
The unrelenting, crushing om.
You seek salvation but evil consumes your soul.
Descent toward ritual sin.
The walls are closing in.
Reflect in steel you see my final form.
No rest for the wicked. Total War.
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Enter the Eldritch God
03:28
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The altar's bane, wreaks glorious warlust.
A world to be devoured.
The Heaven's split, enter The Eldritch God.
A scorched orb turned cold.
Rising from the abyss,
Reaching t'ward the aether.
Wrathful aria,
Turns flesh to stone.
A wicked oath in play,
Brought forth the end of days.
Cling to your crown of thorns,
Your life I take with force.
Oh, hallowed feign!
This is the price you pay.
Cast out from history,
Hanged from The Coward's Tree.
Destination, decimation.
Eradication of all.
A wicked oath in play,
Brought forth the end of days.
Cling to your crown of thorns,
Your life I take with force.
Sacred judgement - divine,
Beyond the realm of time.
A sordid earth - enslaved.
Kneel to the eldritch blade.
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Suspended between heaven and earth.
Transcendence, a warrior's rebirth.
The sky incarnadined, a solar reprise.
An aeon of strife soon to demise.
Bound to pain.
Born enslaved.
A march of one, on this narrowed path,
A bloodied hammer, brands it's grasp
The battle cry of il A’tir,
The wind carries it so clear.
As above, so below.
The Heavens' abandoned by the gods of old.
The battle cry of il A’tir,
It carries closer, ever near.
To the depths of which it's from,
Iron Clad, marches on.
Insurrection infernal.
Bound to a foreign landscape,
Alone amongst a myriad of pain.
Another Realm trapped in hatred.
Only now this world is hell.
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ASIDHARA Cardiff, UK
Asidhara is;
Chuck
Adam
Evan
Kieran
Will
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