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Acts Of Hate
03:27
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Hate!
I fed my soul with oil stains
Of this dirty oil, I’ll infuse you
I’ll make you suffer under my will
For what you spread are acts of hate
Your stench, concealing your poison
I have not taken the poisonous bait
Fish that you are, I am your fisherman
Leaving you to rot, a feast for insects
My vengeance wishes
Quenching violence
Thou shalt be a single victim
A simple riddance
My revenge spasms
My thirst for violence
Thou shalt be a single canvas
A picture painted with your blood
Hate, hate, hate!
I’ve never been so turned on
Hate, hate, hate!
Thou shalt have never been so dead
Hate, hate, hate!
I make you what you have given us
Hate, hate, hate!
I salivate by cutting your body parts
I will make sure that your name is scratched
I will make sure to make you bleed
I will make sure to feed your body to the pigs
Grinding your bones, your entrails up to the last seed
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From our birth into this mess
The devil whispers to our cerebellum
His dark music beating our eardrum
To follow the commandments of darkness
Siphoning our morality
Banishing our judgment
Following one another
The only path before us
Our meat
Our flesh
Damaged by ignorance
Swimming in the depths of limbo
Content with ourselves, unworthy of living
All kneeling before an impostor
At the foot of the pyramid
Believing we’re at the top
Famished by emptiness
Dreaming only of eating each other
To win the strength
To feed our starving ego
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Dæmokalypse
05:08
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We’ll have your liver
We’ll have your flesh
We’ll have your soul
Savor it, Digest it
We’ll have the strength
We’ll be everywhere
We’ll have extreme power
Humanity, burning at the stake
We are liberty
We are reality
We, the darkness
Daemokalypse…
I am terror
I’ll make you suffer
Intoxicating the air
No god can reach you here
I’ll watch you suffocate
Every single one of you
Abolish your god
Venerate evil
We are liberty
We are reality
We, the darkness
Daemokalypse…
I see him
He is here
Oh my god, they are so…
So wild and so coarse
The funeral of God
Holiness disappearing
The evil reaper is coming
The evil reaper claims the throne of the world
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The Old Shaman Funeral
04:54
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Cloaked by an aura blinding as the sun
Granting audience in his hallowed temple
Communing with spirits, helping his people
A horde of strangers with deceitful tales
Entered our village in the darkest of days
Our master had warned us they would prevail
But none could resist their enchanting gaze
Once all were asleep, they slipped in the shadows
Guided by the moon and the chanting of crows
Our guests sneaked in the forbidden temple
To rob our shaman of his life and his soul
At the breaking of dawn
The soul of our shaman
Guided us to his remains
Impaled over the flames
It’s over we’ve been played
The traitors have long gone
Our people left betrayed
A symbol now we mourn
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La maladie m’infecte l’âme
Incapable de tolérer ma chair
J’ignore l’ampleur du virus infligé
Chaque seconde m’est d’une souffrance en croissance
Les ombres imposantes de tous ces morts
Emprisonnés de notre monde
Les murmures en abondance
M’encombrent de lamentations stridentes
Est-ce mon cerveau qui délire?
Un don incontrôlable me hante-t’il?
Est-ce mon cerveau qui cuit?
Un don incontrôlable me possède
Incompris au sein des mortels
Pris au piège au commun des morts
Ni science ni rien n’est en mon secours
Je suis en guerre avec l’inexistant
Milliers d’ombres me suivent
Ma propre ombre me fuit
Milliers d’ombres me traquent
Ma propre ombre me chasse
Mon être pauvre d’espoir
Collectionne la richesse du mal
Sans m’en rendre compte, je fonds
D’acide, j’y forge mon armure
Enchaîné par les milliers de prisonniers
Au cri de guerre, je m’y battrai
Mon propre ennemi, mon miroir sale
Mes yeux craqués de la sécheresse de mon cerveau
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Baptized In Oil
04:19
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I am the devil
At my command, you shall perish
I represent your hatred
And your freedom
You think you can outrun me
But I have never been so close
In this war, I am the conqueror
Remember, I am the force
The demolition of all rules
Equality for everyone
I will dethrone your father
I will take down this impostor
From weakness you were built
Fueled by fear and insecurity
I am the Truth, still you deny it
Blinded by false beliefs and naivety
Crowned by your contempt
Bow down to my reign
From my goblet, I’ll drink your blood
And leave your body to the dogs
Profiteers is what you are
Breaking the icons of the gods
Cowered in fear, devoid of honor
Tortured and empty, lusting for power
Left buried under the same earth
To be devoured by the new era
May evil reign in your soul
New creation, longing for life
I baptize you, I cover you whole
In tar and oil
Black as your heart
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Totemortis
05:32
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Disgusting Æsthetics
05:22
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Exposed to the blinding light
Pushing us into the darkness
Feeding our soul of black and gray
In a world saturated with existence
Bowing to the invisible lord
Under each of the dead stars
In order to save our miserable beings
In this life, purely artificial
Each candle, burning of fire
And every flame, a freezing cold
Boiling our blood
Intoxicated by tar
Our thousands of diseased veins
Welding the underground roots
Contagious as we are
Making one with our world
Sun eroding our crispy skin
Fossilized and forgotten like the rest
Astray by the wind, and only the sky
Will bear witness to our footsteps
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Wounded Funeral Québec
Wounded Funeral is a solo project created under the influence of Primal Force and Savage Vengeful Spirits. An aggressive and
shamanic black metal spitting the blood of the victims right in your face.
We are the horde of WENDIGO
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