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Dead Gods

by The Illusory Self

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1.
Blue Roses 03:39
Psychic Horrors masquerading behind masks of flesh A gaunt and sickly frame amid a stench of death With disjointed cadence they speak and yet still draw truth Those that cross their path left fractured, dazed and confused All that we see is not what it seems Donning many names, bastard children of our thoughts Creatures spawned of strangeness, ghouls from mind's horrors wrought High emotion, sustenance upon which they feed: ripped from tortured minds, the same in which they are conceived! Interlopers - vampiric phantoms Spawning in proximity to otherworldly phenomena All that we see is not what it seems Thine eyes do deceive Interlopers Phantom horrors that are borne of the mind A blue rose cannot grow in nature, yet they still exist
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Dead Gods 03:55
Writhing, contorting Just under the surface, just out of reach In this vast undercurrent beneath reality There it rots, malignant source Watching from the other side of the mirror Yet I feel their pull Evil that is not of this world In dreams of death and silent screams I feel the things which remain unseen This blackened realm where chaos sings In this hell where dead gods are king Trapped inside our collective mind lies this abysmal truth Here reside the icons of evil The source of all pain The horrific truth of this negative plane Forever they watch, knowing what awaits The shifts between worlds shall dictate their escape Ever watching, ever present Seeking to enslave The dead gods long to consume us all
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Incendiary 03:27
I've tried to keep That which I held sacred ‘til it burned the flesh off my fucking hands This passion transformed to ire Consuming my thoughts Driven by violent obsession Shook to the core of my spirit Reborn in vengeance A lesson now transcribed in blood No rhyme, No reason But now I get the fucking gist The revenge and the rage that drove me to do it... What a fucking gift
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Gather ye wicked And raise thine cups Tonight we'll toast to the end Unhallowed legions The final dusk draws near Tonight we'll call upon the end So we'll bring forth the rapture Eternal eclipse and armageddon Children of the goat cast out into the night Nocturnal dominance is our promise With these words carved in dead flesh We invoke... Blackest incantations and necromantic rituals As we gorge ourselves on blood Raise up the dead To extinguish all light Call forth the shadows Malign the laws that govern this plane And in our wake the sun shall cease to rise We'll dance among the dead in our madness This inferno shall rage as we carve our hateful path Of karmatic retribution towards their doctrine Inclined to shadows and so I'll always be One with the darkness that flows within me The left hand path laid before me So it shall always be as it always was

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released April 20, 2019

Engineered, Mixed, & Mastered by Steven Drizis

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