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The harlots' harmony echos within our cave of castration
Accenting the weeps from the men remade as women
Stripped of their appendages
Probed and beaten
A cult of deviant savages
Seducing bastards in the darkness

Bringing life to the night

The crows feed upon their carrion.
Their empty eyes stare through the swarms of malignant flies as their blood sweats through the soil.

Mothers weep at their children’s bloody feet
Mothers weep at their children’s bloody feet

The cries of every mother blend in with each other creating a mass hum that reverberates around the world.

It is dawn and the rivers are red with blood - one small reminder of
what’s to come. Now, behold the future unfold the way it’s never been
told before. Fuck the prophecies of God. I will destroy him like the
piece of shit he truly is. I will bathe in his mother’s placenta after
I have raped and bludgeoned her to death. His mother, the modern
Virgin Mary, will become my dead harlot. My followers, a new beginning
draws closer. Truth is becoming irrelevant as it’s re-written by my
scribes. We will rise to conquer all that stands in our way. Man won’t

Now a new dawn emerges, the prophecy converges
The endless debauchery and purges
Lead them to the perfect virgin wherein the seed is lain;
Both putrescent and profane
“Arise, great demon majesty!”
This is the time
The ceremony begins
The choir chants the symphony of the Great Awakening

Ruins of monuments and foetal carcasses line the continents.
Continuously crawling from the mouth of the abyss, my minions, vicious ingesting.

They have come to conquer the cunt and slay the offspring.
Harvesting the land of putridity, harnessing its treacherous essence.
Aroused by the extermination: I, the apocalypse inseminator.
Bow to my infestation; the era of infant annihilation.

The gears are set into place
The finals stages of purification are nudged into motion by our pious Pope.
The prevention of the second coming of Christ
Is now drawing closer to completion.
Dissolution of component forces act together as one
A single congregation tied together with one purpose in mind:
The prevention of Christ's birth.
Dead are collected and piled to feed the flames of a furnace fire.

Face the cold reality. Slow and with formality I’m obsessively
stabbing you. The blood is drowning you as you gargle and you spew.
Bodily fluids fill your lungs. This is the end of you. Your
consciousness slips away leaving your cunt to me. The lacerations
haemorrhage on me. I will now disembowel every organ to see. My
indulgence; the bloodlust in me: ‘The Enslaver’, ‘The Engraver’. To
the creek bed that marks your resting place. Bring my image to the
void. Remember my face when you see God. The cinder block tied to your

All over the world
Their banners unfurled
O mighty War Lords!
Galèria restored!

They've watched that darkest hour of night
Whose gloom precedes the dawn of light

Welcome to the supper of sensational sin
Where enslaved fuel the gluttony of our kin
The cunts seared and greased
Prepare for the feast
A feast of delicate meats
An elegant treat

Sauteed cocks and baby vaginas

My convents are just a front. They are the breeding grounds of my disciples. Like turning water to wine, I re-wire their minds. I manufacture their evolution with trauma based torture and rape; therapeutic alterations achieved through excruciating pain. Once the pain overpowers the mind it tries to shut itself down. With I.Vs pumping drugs in their veins it doesn’t have this option once their mind is cornered. To escape the suffering their minds create an alternate personality. With this new creation I have control of their minds. Intracranial implants are surgically inserted into their brains. Haunting images of their family flayed and consumed replay in their dreams.

ou have been gathered here to kill every child under two; every pregnant mother too. We will stop the second coming of Christ. I the Pope bow to no one - yet alone bow to God. I will slaughter everyone before I risk the power vested in me. Assemble the legions of priests and vow to me that every infant will die. Promise to me that Christ will hang; nailed to a cross before he’s three. Arise and become an ordained clergy of plague, all sweeping across the world to cleanse. Crucify the children in the streets for all the world to see. The prophecies cannot be fulfilled. If they are we will be exposed for what we have truly become: Perverts draped in robes claiming to be embodiments of God. Kill him before we are exposed. Erase him so no one knows what we have become. Now bring me the head of the infant Jesus Christ impaled on my sword, so that I may mount it on my wall. I will rule forever. Bring me the head of the infant Jesus Christ.

Nails pin the hands and the feet of the infant children to the
telephone poles. The crows feed upon their carrion. Their empty eyes
stare through the swarms of malignant flies as their blood sweats
through the soil. Mothers weep at their children’s bloody feet; the
cries of every mother blend in with each other creating a mass hum
that reverberates around the world. The families that resisted were
soaked in gasoline then burnt alive - all burnt inside their own
homes. As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I cast my

Father, forgive me, for I have sinned; my flesh has tempted me and I
gave in. My body craves lust, pleasure and a constant need to sever. I
am a priest; a holy servant of the Lord. Now Cleanse me of the sins
that I have I committed. I bow my head and whisper, silently, a prayer
of penance. Now that I am forgiven I make my way to the Vatican - the
place in which I’ll act in sin again. Behind these closed doors I
practice torture and sodomy. Wounds are made and then singed to keep
the children alive while I dissect them. Anatomy: the structure of

"Hail Mary,I'll rape the virgin clit."
"The powers that be invested in me;planting my malevolent seed.Your screams make me erect."
"I almost don't want to dissect that children cunt,but I come swinging,wielding this blunt club."
"Smashing as this cunt is gushing,licking at her oozing blood-soaked labia."
"It is so arousing eating out her anus.Elbow deep,force-fisting,digging for her foetus."
"I have my grasp on the son and I sever.Her consciousness slips as I birth my new spawn."
"Now we must feast on the uterus in the name of the sacrament."
"Feast my son!"

Littered with carnage
Continents crumbled by the crusade of rape
The catastrophe of cock and divine desires
A deviant plague
Humanity reduced to rotting fetish fiends
Between the sun and the moon
The Earth now bleeds

So it begins. The procession of the rituals will bring judgment upon
man. As the congregation of the damned you will now renounce the blood
of the lamb. Alter boys march single file down the aisle where they
kneel before the crucifix. Their orders are to un-robe then bow before
the cross. You shall witness the shame of human flesh as we reach in
to the bowels of your innocent children. The perverted members of the
church gather closer to see the event. The priests now proceed to fist
the boys. Watch as my minions insert their fists. Soon they will join

Knights of the King's fist
Ravaging the land of worthless clits
Lurking in the mist of dawn
Amidst the catacombs
Like hunters in the dark seeking slaves for the covenant
To be unwilling pawns

Terror cleansing the land of the pure

Lifeless little creatures
Prepared for the priest
Torn from the womb then seduce and consumed
Soil the stillborn
Harvested for pleasure and greed
Puncture the lungs of every being
Under three years of age
Twisted experiments to separate souls from flesh in an effort to dine upon what the lord has blessed

Come one
Come all
I present my whorespawn halls
A stadium of savagery
Hear the cries of the talent
Witness my beauties on display
Behold my vision of rampant lust

The battle had barely begun before bodies, like mountains, piled up toward the sun
Blood flows like a flood
Crimson mud washes over the land where civilization once stood

All the while, the war rages on
The weak fall quickly to the mighty and strong
And they wail as they fail to withstand the cataclysmic defeat that has been brought upon

1. Unholy Gravebirth
2. Crucifilth
3. Motherless Miscarriage
4. Baptised, Bastardised, Sodomised
5. Behold The Kingdom Of The Wretched Undying (Feat. Tyler Shelton, Bryan Long, Dillon Becker & Chris Whited)
6. Soil The Stillborn
7. Peadophilic Ultimatum
8. Neutered In Utero

Day after day
Rape after rape
A serpent slithering deep in the world's womb agape

From mountains to rivers
Valleys to lakes
I slaughtered and maimed
Rituals of phallic mutilation

"Ожидание → реальность"... Как же мы привыкли к подобным вещам. Многообещающие комментарии от пользователей и теги подготовляют нас к знакомству с новым материалом. Ожидал я действительно техничной музыки с непредсказуемыми ходами, но оказалась она немного другой...

Сама музыка тут довольно неплоха. Честно. Но при этом она имеет ряд свойственных недостатков, сейчас рассмотрим их поближе...

- Во-первых, это ничтожное количество запоминающихся моментов. Все, что мне запомнилось - это каша из инструментов и вокала. И то из головы потом вылетело... Кстати, как раз о вокале. К нему тут особых претензий нет, вполне сочный гроул и неплохой скриминг.
- Во-вторых, нет ни единой мелодичной части. Все это рубилово можно было бы как-то разбавить, дать слушателю передохнуть... Ну а тут вообще ничего нет. Бывает, что проскакивают проигрыши в песнях, но они очень жалкие.
- В-третьих, обратимся к названиям песен, тем самым составим в голове примерную картину о текстах песен. Они примитивны, такое сейчас может придумать каждый школьник. Вот так и живем.
И все это можно описать только одним словом - однообразие.

From the podium to the pit
The royal gown stripped
In a filthy robe I sit
Gaze cast toward my broken sons birthed
I smirk as I stare at the worst of the cursed
Descendants of rage struck with fear and disease
The children are cattle to use as I please

Drag the nuns from their rooms. It’s finally time to extract the
bastards from their wombs. Their hands are bound and then they’re
gagged for surgery. Punctured with a rusted blade, then I force my
fingers in the wound. I stretch it till the flesh has torn; with my
filthy hands I rip it more. The mother’s screams are muffled by the
gag shoved down her throat. The tension builds as I unveil her uterus.
Her anaesthesia is my cock. Convulsions overwhelm my patience - if
these persist ill have no choice but to kill her before she gives

Oh Father, I have done as you wished:Gathering the implements of the conjuration.
I now read from the sacrament made with the skin of virgin genitals.
Their screams echo like thunder within these monuments of stone.
The blood of the severed now stains my blade;the sacrificed;the newborn flesh.
I have been patient long enough.
Phophecies have spoken of one - The one who could bare such potency.
Accounts of anaemic attempts have been visible throughout centuries.
I bestow the heads of virgins and first-born sons.

The gears are set into place; the finals stages of purification are
nudged into motion by our pious Pope. The prevention of the second
coming of Christ is now drawing closer to completion. Dissolution of
component forces act together as one - a single congregation tied
together with one purpose in mind: The prevention of Christ’s birth.
Dead are collected and piled to feed the flames of a furnace fire. The
day lit sky is now blackened by the infant ashes. As they rise they
bring us darkness, turning day to night. With the remnants of the

Конечно БЛЯТЬ
СУКА Я НЕ МОГУ БЛЯТЬ
Вот шас вот тупо бару БАРУ боюсь сука в жопу
БЛЯТЬ сука 13 мать его уровень
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и она блять приходит, делает 1 ебаную автоатаку
и он меня убивает блять!
сука, ну разве не ебанутый школьник играет, БЛЯТЬ