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In The Shroud Of Sin

by Adam Belial

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And so he lodges there like a bird dwells in a cage Confined withing these walls of throne room that he's built And shadows linger following his every step Wharever he may roam will never he may be alone Doom, doom, doom. The bards sing the songs of the dying kingdom Doom, doom. The princess corpse laid in grave by his call His hands are numb and his mind can't handle grief Hyenas laughing in the halls upon the fallen king The end approaches with every dying breath And so king screams at them: "Take me away" Blood from the floor arises and takes shape Beautiful witch before him cometh close and whispers "You have sinned, a victim of lust and cruelty" The walls begin to tremble A thousand glowing eyes he sees The rats have come to feast
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Her wounds are leaking putrid mess Beautiful dress is torn to pieces She smiles showing all her fangs The filthy teeth like those of sharks This sawtooth grin is horror enducing I remember touching her naked breasts Squeeazing and pulling Her moans of enjoyment echoed Overlapping the rustle of leaves and the gritting of trees I fell in love with the worst of the whores And for the rest of my days Haunted I am by the past memories Sins that consumed and my weakness before lust Lust, rotten desire for coition gulping me down Lust, I will erase it from my bygone history Now, slaughter the witch Slaughter the fucking witch
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Placenta 03:07
My daughter, my child How can this be? Why you, not me? Is this a curse? Why are you fading in front of me? My lovely offspring, my only blessing in life Is this a punishment for all my vile deeds? My indirect undoing through my flesh and blood Her wounds are leaking putrid mess, Beautiful dress is stained in purulence My daughter, my child How can this be? Why you, not me? Is this a curse? The last wretched tarnation of the dying harlot And as a coffin descends into a hollow grave I stand on my knees, I scream, I will not pray The god had abandoned me a long time ago My wife and my princess 6 feet below What can I do, my soul is loathsome and so I am My heart is broken, I'm nothing yet I live No guarding angel beside me Hell, I beg, take me in.
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Requiem 01:54
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The fables tell the stories of the realm Once glorious and famed, ruled by the King & Queen Their passion knew no measure She was his pride and joy, and soon they had a kid A happy little daughter And everything was well Until his wife was found dead Lifeless body lay in throne room The queen was dead, And the rumors began to spread They said: "King was killer, King was the murderer" The sorrow has taken its toll Doom The skies went dark with smoke from flames of execution Heretics were burned at the stakes Monarch ran amok with convictions Folk beheaded until the guillotines were blunt Doom The beginning of the end Her wounds were leaking putrid mess, Beautiful dress was stained in purulence
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It wasn't always like this She used to bear her riches and feast with the most most mighty of men But her appetites were impossible to feed Shared her bed, with the one who had the most And as pyramid grew, the tales of her infamy spread like plague Without much though she had set her eyes on king He would be hers no matter what Yet jelousy filled her empty heart, when she saw him with queen What a horrid worthless bitch And on that terrible night She found a passege in the walls Heard hyenas laughing in the halls, grinning along with her The demons showed her the way to the chambers And there innocent and pale slept the soon to be dead queen And so the chase began The silence covered the corridors, no one could hear her beg for help Gloomy shadow of the dagger And creak of skin as it cut her from life Now he would surely be hers Cunt full of pus died taking the princess with her Her wounds were leaking putrid mess Beautiful dress was torn to pieces
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A dark tale telling the story of downfall of once glorious kingdom and its ruler accompanied by gloomy and very atmospheric instrumentals will absorb you for the duration of the entire album.

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released April 15, 2017

Evgeny Vinokurov - Music
Slava Antonenko - Lyrics, Vocals

Mixed/Mastered by Digital Evil
Logo by Buried Alive Arts
Cover by Vladimir Prokopief

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