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Dominus Divinus
05:08
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Destroy
He is the shadow of death
So take your final breath
Points fingers as accuser
Breaks souls to make you serve
Destroying all defenses
Removing consequences
Samael, bane of all
Summoned to bring our fall
Samael, pestilence
Won’t spare the blood of the innocent
Kabbalah has slandered
Him to be a servant unto God
Rain fire on sinners
Undeserving of life given to them
Chosen by archangels
To bear the sword of Samael
And God
I’m a god in the making
Souls are mine for the taking
I am the left hand path
Venom, severity, and wrath
In fear with folded fingers
You'll break your hands in prayer
"O god above command"
You never fall in my hands
Samael, pestilence
Won’t spare the blood of the innocent
Kabbalah has slandered
Him to be a servant unto God
Rain fire on sinners
Undeserving of life given to them
Chosen by archangels
To bear the sword of Samael
I sow the seeds of sin
The reaper of the soul from skin
Seducer and accuser
Your master and abuser
Eternity shall witness
This persistence of cyclical sickness
Dominus Divinus
Rex sum ego aut angelus
Potius imperare apud inferos
Quam serve in caelum
Et regnabit Dominus
Ego tibi coronam
Samael, pestilence
Won’t spare the blood of the innocent
Kabbalah has slandered
Him to be a servant unto God
Rain fire on sinners
Undeserving of life given to them
Chosen by archangels
To bear the sword of Samael
Samael, pestilence
Won’t spare the blood of the innocent
Chosen by archangels
To bear the sword of Samael
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Enter the Lacerator
05:47
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Cloaked in the shadows, I am one with the night
Stalking, lurking in the fog between the lamppost light
I see my victim cascade down the cobblestone
Foolish harlot, you've been told don't come this way alone
The tales you have heard of the ones that disappear
The countless warnings you've ignored will fall upon dead ears
Your pace begins to hasten
With each tolling of the bell
The phantom of death has appeared
To send you straight to hell
You will not survive this night
Just as the ether kicks in
The last thing that you see my lascivious grin
You feel your body drop down to the ground
I'll take you to a place where you'll never be found
You’ll soon be strapped to the chair
Don't try to resist, you’ll only cut your wrists
Wrought with despair
The panic’s setting in; it glistens off your skin
Tighten the screws that hold your body tight for my sadistic night
Naught left to lose
Another nameless whore
Bows to the Lacerator!
And by the gleam of my knife I will lacerate
I am the king of the blade
All of your sins from your skin I will lacerate
I’ll leave you stripped, bled and flayed
Slice into your larynx so that even your god cannot hear you scream
Pushing the knife deeper in
My hilt and hand entangle within intestine
Slicing sanguinary, serenade
Drawing out my hand with your heart on my blade
I’ll then be culling the herd
Surgically precise, my mirrored stainless vice
Chopped and quartered
Sinewed strands of life
Sloughing off my knife
Packed and sealed within
A suitcase dripping sin
Upon a creaky stair
A slither from the lair
Down the alleyways
Through grime and sluts and strays
I’ll dump you in the Thames
I live to stalk at night
The moon and fairy lights
Will guide me to the prey
A stain to cleanse away
Her perfect skin was made
To taste my thirsting blade
I plunge and whisper
“Bow to the Lacerator”
And by the gleam of my knife I will lacerate
I am the king of the blade
All of your sins from your skin I will lacerate
I’ll leave you stripped, bled, and flayed
I leave my claim on the district of Whitechapel
These slums will be my domain
The phantom of death cuts precise like a steel scalpel
Torn harlot flesh t’what remains
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Set fire to this life and watch me fade away
Choke down the smoke and suffocate
From the fire I am watching you suffering
Nobody knows or nobody cares
Either way it's the same thing
The secret is safe
My mind is paralyzed by fear and hatred
Inside a coward is growing I despise
Reflection unrecognized
Nothing's changing
Just aging
Nobody knows or nobody cares
Either way it's the same thing
I'm getting away with it
Facing the life I wish I could create
In the shadow of what should be my greatest strength
Why try and realign
What's left to rectify
Can I be stronger than suicide?
Something inside
Must die
If I am to survive
If I'm the only one who sees this
My facade has become my god
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Obsidian
07:42
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Go into the light
Follow the moon as your guide
Onto the dawn
Or through to your doom
Die or survive, move without compromise
Fight or flight consume
The wolves are teaching the sheep to feast
Raped and reformed into a new beast
Hunger weaponized, a mouthful of knives
Stalking their prey moving silently
Into the night
Abysmal and bleak
The search for purpose: belief
That will lead to where the light has not been
The surface exhausted once again
The wolves are teaching the sheep to feast
Raped and reformed into a new beast
Hunger weaponized, a mouthful of knives
Stalking their prey moving silently, rise
Against opposition disguised as two sides
Fury and fear wait to eat you alive
Foster the flame of enlightenment
Washing away what was permanent
At the bottom of hell
In myself, my cell left with only voices
This hidden ego, id, and echo I know
Only this dead ache is keeping me awake
Myself and I
What is it that divides us?
I'm standing frozen on my own Cocytus
Whipped clean of skin by wind, beaten beyond numb
My soul is searching for something to become
Lay down this life without looking back and run
Run
Running through the blood away from what was
A shrine made of mud hardened by the sun
Fragile citizen, bow, obsidian
Your soul to the sin
Hail oblivion and welcome the graves
Embrace or be saved by flames and the waves
Destruction ablaze
Praying hurricanes will take it away
Erode the remains
Destroy to regain
Reclaimed by the earth
Baptized in the dirt
Find worth in the hurt
A deathless rebirth
Summoned like a storm
Swallowed by the swarm
Of clouds shaped in scorn
Reformed and reborn
All that I feel, I need
All that I need, I know
All that I know, I love
All that I love, I own
All that I own, I hold
All that I hold, I've thrown
All that I've thrown away
All of these wasted days
Follow the chosen path
Into the aftermath
Out of the grasp of wrath
Out of a dying past [x2]
Waiting for water to come from the sky
To come from the eye
Like a tidal wave, rise
Against opposition disguised as two sides
Fury and fear wait to eat you alive
Foster the flame of enlightenment
Washing away what was permanent
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Beneath the Machine Haverhill, Massachusetts
Beneath the Machine is a five-piece metal band from Haverhill, Massachusetts. Blending several different forms of metal into an amalgamation that thrives on brutality and melody, this band looks different, sounds different, and doesn't stop.
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