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Hell's Maw
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Flesh Vortex
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- A sensation embraces me - Cold while also burning - My senses return to me slowly as though they were a newborn gift - My ears fill with unbearable screams - Man, woman, & child - Their cries, desperate & pained - Longing for some form of release - As my vision slowly returns, the horror further envelops me - Surrounding me is a vortex - A portal of flesh & blood - I look to my person & see that I am stripped of all dignity - My body levitates as the vortex spirals & squirms around me - My sight clears further - I see faces, infinite - Molded to one another - Stretched apart & flattened - Yet still the light of life, or what is left, still sounds through their misshapen mouths - It was then that I knew - It was then that all logic left me - How could this have happened!? - This must be a twisted, demented nightmare! - It was then that I heard a voice speaking to me from within the void - “PECCATOR! JUDICARIS! VESTRUM MANET!” - As fear takes hold of me - Like a casket devoid of air - I let out a desperate cry - DEUS UT QUID DERELIQUISTI ME!? -
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Eternal Regret
05:07
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- MAKE IT STOP! - An unyielding barrage of suffering - Trapped inside inescapable madness - Descending everlasting into regret - REGRET - “A swirling showcase he can’t...” - ESCAPE - “Forced to witness his own series of...” - ATROCITIES - “Begs incessantly for it to end” - Begging - BEGGING - (a vision, pushed deeply into my mind, is extracted & assaults me) - WHY!? - A boy kneeling - Strapped & restrained - Down on the ground, his tears fall upon blood - Lit only by flame - A figure begins the sacrificial rite - “I give my only son as an offering” - A torrent of screams sealed within a wood construct - A blade meets his throat - Die... DIE! - His blood spills with such force - Held only by his hair - His life fades from his eyes - But not before his gaze had locked onto his loving father - I open my mouth - I cannot breathe - “Your son’s pain is reflected right back to you” - Crying out for death - I accept death - But I won’t be so lucky - “Death is not the end, only an event, that keeps you locked here forever in the abyss” -
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- Open my eyes - What do I see? - A vestige of myself dragging my broken body upon putrid ground! - “Have you awoken?” - “Are you awake?” - “In mere moments you will wish you were already dead” - I look to see who has spoken looks uncannily familiar - Once a face, recognizable; now twisted and misshapen - This cannot be! - How has this happened!? - A vestige of myself dragging my broken body upon putrid ground! - “Feed me your hate!” - “Show me your fear” - “Now to reach in & devour your remnants of SANITY!” - SAVE ME - KILL ME - END MY EXISTENCE - Help me find the power to extinguish my own flame - DIE - JUST DIE - I WANT TO FUCKING DIE - Kill me please, I beg - I can’t take it anymore - AGONY - BLINDING - WILL I DIE - “Your mind is no more” - “No thoughts or feeling” - “Yet your soul remains” - “In need of removal” - I still see - Around me are twisted creatures - Laughing with joy & hungry for blood - As my broken body drags on the ground, I am able to see where all of this will end for me -
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- “This is it, the end that you have begged me for” - “Though I suspect not quite what you were asking for” - NO, PLEASE, I BEG AND PLEAD - JUST END IT ALL IN ONE QUICK STRIKE - “NO” - “You’re nothing more than food for these worthless creatures & a gateway for my return amongst you mortals” - “I will take the shape of your body & return to take your place on Earth” - At that moment I felt my weight begin to lift - Off the ground & hovering above a mound of countless organs & body parts around - All leading up to a blood-soaked spike - The screams of laughter & hunger grow louder - The shapes of demons are hundreds strong - Then suddenly I feel an object violate me - The spike inserted inside my ass - Ripping and tearing as it slowly enters - As the stake pierces right through me - From my bowels, out through my mouth - A stream of blood & bile fires like a cannon within my guts - “Venerunt ad nos sanguinem!” - “Nos hic est spectare!” - SPIRITUS COMMITTO EFFUNDO CRUOR FESTUS - As the remaining life within me geysers out from my mouth, I can feel my spirit exit it’s devastated vessel - As my copy smiles at me with its crooked grin, my essence joins the millions of other lives trapped here in HELL! -
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ALPDRUCK Houston, Texas
Birthed from an obsession for chaotic, cavernous extreme metal. Dripping with dark atmosphere, over-flowing with devastating blast beats, and topped with out of control and desperate shrieking vocals; this project is an endurance test...
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