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The Funeral Tunes
01:16
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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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Cunt Full Of Pus
04:14
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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
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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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Heaven Seeker
03:09
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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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Bare Appetites
03:18
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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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