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Альбом Mayhem



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Incorporated bloodlust, Incinerated carcass,
Incarnated in my blood, Indecent DeathWhore rules.
Inanimated deathfuck, Interlocked repulsive souls,
Incantations flowing free, Indecent DeathWhore rules.
She fucking hates you all!

Intermented in my inhumanity, Interdicted from the human face,
Incompatible with this fucking world, Indecent DeathWhore rules.
Intercourse with raping demons, Interlude in collapsing ethics,
Invincible now in eternity, Indecent DeathWhore rules.
She fucking hates you all! WHORE!!

Incorporated bloodlust, Incinerated carcass,
Incarnated in my blood,
Inanimated deathfuck, Interlocked repulsive souls, Incantations flowing free.

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Caress the deceitful snake, The one who speaks in tongues
Of all my devastating truths, Collect the power of my dreams
Cast by the devious fire demons, A thousand whorish tongues
A fiendish lust a hallow trust.

(Chorus)
In Black Death, salute the visions, Mayhem of living, infected blood.
In this, dark night of the soul!!

I close my eyes to the world, Kiss my skinless corpus,
Make me revel in your weak souls, Make me feast on your nightmares.

[Chorus]

Death's heads enshrined in my head, I deal exclusively in mysterious pain
I seal the orbits of misanthropy.

The mystical blood runs tonight, Gifting through your inner thighs,
A moment of inconceivable lust

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Inside a mind so deranged, how I wish you all were dead,
Annoying humanity sickens me, I contemplate your extinction,
The beast I caress you never see, everyday I destroy your lives,
Inside my castlewalls life runs red!

I have you now inside my head, I crush your feeble maggot minds,
the flies collect the remnants, The Locusts shatter flesh. FLESH!
My work almost complete...

The spells are cast, your dreams won't last, in perfect destruction,
The spells are cast, your dreams won't last, you fell for my seduction.

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There's a sign carved deep, In the palm, of your hand,
There's a birthmark craving, On the left side of your heart.

Your life was forever structured, composed and eternally given,
(The dying you produce never stops, In the sound of universal destruction.)
(There's an inherent nihilism in your spirit.)

Into your glory of emptiness, I send my lifeforce, My Death
Be death with me, Be death with me, death with me, death with me.
My Death

Odium humani generis, Odium humani generic
Odium humani generis, Odium humani generis

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The claws of death await you
Soul less on your deathbed
The witches dance in circles
As your manhood fades away
When the world of glass shatters
A shapeshifter appears before you
Exposing your loathsome self
Life does not forgive weakness

This is all but falseness
You have nothing, you are nothing
I shall reveal your truth
I Am the Ghoul you fear
I Am the psychic truth
I Was There when Satan went

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No spiritual awakenings exists, extreme effort of pulling life.
Vultures feasting in your consciousness, the factories of Mayhem is essence

Cornucopia of diseased dreams, In the combination of lesser worlds,
the solution to the enigma lies beyond, the spectrum of what minds achieve.

Sequences of the values of punishment, displays the utter consequences,
of what you do in forgetfulness, how pathetic man is before reality.

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I saw an eye in the sky
Our lady speaks of times to come
The secrets of the world revealed
Upon the shores of the end
Everything comes to life in me

My eyes have opened to the world

In this intimacy of the killing
Just reflections of outer limits
This is what I have become
I have the power to take life

In this intimacy of the killing
Just reflections of outer limits
This is what I have become
I have the power to take life

To take life!

(The) true face of my race!
Do I have the power to give life?
(The) true face of my race!

(The) true face of my race!
Do I have the power to give life?
(The) true face of my race!

True Face!
Silence the enemies of my Kingdom
True Face!
Silence the enemies of my Kingdom

Sweeping from the scarlet sky
Down to my dying eyes on earth
Bring back all my feverish beasts

Sweeping from the scarlet sky
Down to my dying eyes on earth

True face!

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"I will present you with this fornication. Something in space-time is logically ill."
What can be seen in the rear view mirror, expectancy was a Mephisto's gasp,
Your past was never quite there, there was nothing that loose in the
constituents of your substance, it does indeed exist in parts of your neural
commitments to the mind body, Or does evil exist?
There was always something paranoid in the ways she behaved in your guilt,
Conclusions are never to be trusted!
You are not dead, you never existed... You are not dead.

Her devotees were never that pure, pure existence was never arbitrary,
Not in my convictions of the truth, she gave the demon seeds life,
the necessity of the game given, displayed a virtue unseen in you.

There is gang-green in the tubes,
of the vermicular ethics of how your world view presents itself.

Contradictions in terms of how, your life evolves in the chain of being.
I claim you were never a part of reality.

This is where your life lie grows pale, never known to your mirror self,
She was a creature alive in you, But I put my hand through the...

"Hell was never an option for you, Luciferian tolerance yields the given,
Your dissolving truth tables" You are not dead, you never existed

"The sum of all you ever knew equals zero." You are not dead, you never
existed. You are not dead, you never existed... You are not dead, you never existed.

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