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Intro
01:09
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Lurking beyond the darkness, there’s a man with a shovel, he breaks the soil and digs for hours til he retrieves what he is after.
The moon is risen, and lights the sky, he reflects on his tormented past. decomposition of her corpse is a sensation he wishes would last
One foot, in her grave, his blood begins to rush, he has waited for this moment, the moment he gives her his love,
Maggot infested cunt, his only desire,
insects lubricate his cock, he climaxes every hour
Open, stiff and wide
Stuffed deep inside
WITCHING HOUR, COFFIN PROWLER
HE COMES AT MIDNIGHT TO RAPE THE DEAD
WITCHING HOUR, COFFIN PROWLER
HE’S DIGGING YOUR DAUGHTERS GRAVE
Demon’s dance, the ritual has begun the resurrection of the fallen
The earth begins to shake, as lightning cracks each grave, the dead are now walking
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Rites of the Carnivore
03:57
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Mutilated, butchered, remains to the left and to the right,
demented, deranged, the evil is hungry tonight
his hammer cracks your skull, your body begins to shake
the terror strikes your soul, like his knife to your face
your body, his canvas, he begins to cut and carve
preserving the flesh, the family will not starve
captured, and helpless, there is nowhere to turn
The vultures have you surrounded, your death is their will
The spider has returned, you are tangled in his web, he hungers for your insides and longs to sever your head. Surrounded remains of the butchered you once knew, the last thing you’ll see is a chainsaw ripping you
Submit, to the fiend wearing the skin of the corpse
Chills go down your spine, when the saw revs in horror
The cries of the hunted, they slowly begin to fade
Now behold, the rites of the fucking carnivore
Submit to the fiend, wearing the skin of the corpse
Behold, the final rites of the fucking carnivore
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The Preacher's Possessor
04:37
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There’s vomit on her bed sheets, as blood drips down her cunt
The resurrected demon has only just begun
Her body begins to perish, as the evil takes control
The children are not safe, she’s serving satans throne
She's breathing and rotting, the power of evil kills
Demons grip tightens, her body is his home
The air is cold, her eyes are white, teeth are rotting
God cannot suffice
THE PREACHER’S POSSESSOR
PAZUZU
SATAN’S DEFENDER
SOLDIER OF HELL
Servants of jesus, your god is no more
the devil has attacked and the war is over
The cross cannot help you against the strength of hate,
your god is dead, and the demons have come to rape
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Crematory Shrieks
03:38
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Ashes flood your mouth, strapped down to a metal tray, bones upon bones, you aren’t this maniac’s only prey. The door has closed, your fate has been sealed, before his eyes, your flesh begins to peel
the stench of death arouses the killer
erect he stands, frothing with desire
CREMATORY SHRIEKS, BRAIN MELTING NIGHTMARE
CREMATORY SHRIEKS, BURN BITCH BURN
Smoke fills your lungs, and your skin begins to boil, crying for salvation, but death is your savior. Lie with the others, their death was the same. You too have suffered, the horror of the flame
Fire from below enclosed In armageddon
he’s blind to all your pleas, and deaf to all your screams,
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Ghoulmancer
BEHOLD, THE CONJURATION OF THE GHOULMANCER
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