1. IMPRESSIONS OF FALSE FAITH

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2. SANCTIONED DESPONDENCY

I've felt this a hundred times.
Tonight is the first night
The night I act on this necromantic lust
Endless sleep will be tainted
Make this lifeless corpse whole again
Skin tightens as I pry the lid
See you in your restless slumber

I never want this day to come again
To the grave this requiem has been sung
This was not my choice, Nor was it yours
Lost love in nights past, tell me this isn't true
Holding your head, I kiss your rotting porcelain neck
I never want this day to come again

You were not meant for this life, throes of death take over
My eyes are set on my offering, to the unholy one
I offer you this child, for take it as my bastard song
To this blackened night we bow and we serve
Along with this offering, I give you my unholy form
Now I lay with my deceased, Embraced the end,
This Requiem shall be sung


3. MANIFEST OF PESTILENCE

Below the abysmal sea, in his deep slumber
this bastard sea will be set to flame
Created by the deity's of the deep
Sent to fight the gods creations
Awaken!, rise from your grave
Battles rage over your waters
Man made creations fight over land
They forgot who the true owner is
Awaken!, rise from your grave
this is just the start of the manifest
Rise to the surface, hells jaws open
Tales they speak of you, songs they sing
Never have they dream t of this death
Ship standing in the blood infest ocean
Dismembered body's float with the raging tide
The horns rage, the time has come
My son, you will remember this day
The day when man stood against a god


4. (667)

You are blinded by their deception
Thousands now kneel to his knees
You are leading with closed eyes
When will you see this bloodshed
A government who has let our sons
Fed on the flesh of our fathers
Flames set forth, to the bastard sons of this damned nation
Trying to look with out eyes
Trying to act with out emotion
With my six names, I will end this
We will act without your guidance
Our kind will rise, without asking above
These eyes shall see once more
These ears shall listen once more
These hands shall kill once more
I am hell, in my six names
I will be on the one to bring you
Up from your fucking knees
I am hell, in my six names
I am the pro creator
Open your eyes, see the world around you
I don't need your fucking savior
I don't need your fucking lies
I am the deity, the son of the burning blood
We are not of your master plan
When we lust for the flesh of our home land
When we desire nothing but blood
I want you to pray to your god.


5. THE RACE OF FACELESS LIARS

This is nothing but exile,
The race of faceless liars
I will take you back to the grave which
Your kind crawled out from
You putrid whore, you filth, I will end you
I am the devils kraken, This water will cleanse you
As you flail your arms about this wretched tide
I will plant my seed in this wretched corpse
I will spread your precious race upon this world
Watch as everything you love dies, there is nothing left
This is not, this is not hope
This is the end, you bitch
Pray for the worst!!!
You will never see this face,
I swear to god ill fucking kill you.
Blood shot eyes, Watching you suffer
Follow my lead
Spread the disease
For this is
Your last words!!!


6. PRO-CREATOR

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