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I Am Born
02:30
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I am born upon the back of God
Pulling Stitches from His wings
Pulling maggots from the skin
Born within gestating sin
Pulling teeth from his grin
Rotten teeth, the cavities stink of Samael
The molars grind with Michael's kind
With steel that rakes my skin
Tongue of fire, drink me in
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2. |
To Remain
02:30
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I can hear them
The living
Like burning oil over an otherwise motionless body of water
The undulation of their fleshy parts beats with heaving pulses
I ache to end
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3. |
Damned To The Soil
03:31
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I have walked on blackened sands
Within the maddened mind of man
As demons on their bellies crawl
Between darkened skies and soil damned
Behold the filthy blood of a corpse cunt ravaged
Waxing dead on a frothing sea
mad with the rotten mind of this carcass, savage
And bleating at the confines of its travesty
Rent and spent, I'll spray the scent of hate
My spate will sate their ravenous tongues
Behold the burning fire born on cracked lipped madness
Waning life on a rotten breeze
Burked by the choking grip of this divine redress
And beating back the function of its helotry
Splayed and flayed, I'll see them paid for Death
My breath will drink their caustic pines
Behold the witches stitched to our wild heresies
Waxing dead on a rotten breeze
Hung by the lolling tongues of their own misanthropy
Walk with me, under prurient lash and toil
Embrace me and I'll damn you to the soil
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Praetorian
07:04
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The time of my violent end is here
Defied, belied, by brothers I've died
Cut the cord in blood
Caesar's will is undone
The fratricidal thirst slaked on coliseum
Stone those who would suffer his oppression
Mars on the rise, Saturn feasts as children die
Stake them for their treachery, As the empire burns
Crack open fallacy
Let it fade to dust
I am your law
Born of anarchy
Imperial command is at its end
Conviction. Bled by lauded apathy
Walking dead, culled into putridity
The standard of your worthless, stagnant lives
Burn it all down
Prosecute the shadow of this folly Rome
This time, my will be done
The fire in my eyes
Defied, belied
That burnt bone skyline
Cut the cord in blood
Caesar's will is undone
The fratricidal thirst slaked on coliseum
Stone those who would suffer his oppression
Crack open fallacy
Let it fade to dust
I am your law
Born of anarchy
Imperial command
Praetorian
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5. |
I Am The Nails
04:30
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Shot from the barrel of a broken gun
This vermillion slug is all I am
Picking at the larvae with shit laced hands
These filthy hands are all I am
I am the nails
Rusted and sick
I am the nails
The wretched teeth of the crucifix
Walk with me across the blooming grin
Walk with me across Eden
Die upon my teeth, Draw upon my breath
Your flesh my sheath , My life your death
Shot from the barrel of a broken gun
This Promethean slug is all I am
Dripping with the blood of a rotting Christ
That holy spice is all I am
I am the nails
Rusted and sick
I am the nails
The wretched teeth of the crucifix
Walk with me across the mushroom cloud
And breathe the sulfur in
If I am the corpse of the son of man
You are the maggot in the meat
Die upon my teeth, Draw upon my breath
Your flesh my sheath , My life your death
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6. |
To Remain (Radio Mix)
02:29
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I can hear them
The living
Like burning oil over an otherwise motionless body of water
The undulation of their fleshy parts beats with heaving pulses
I ache to end
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Shot from the barrel of a broken gun
This vermillion slug is all I am
Picking at the larvae with shit laced hands
These filthy hands are all I am
I am the nails
Rusted and sick
I am the nails
The wretched teeth of the crucifix
Walk with me across the blooming grin
Walk with me across Eden
Die upon my teeth, Draw upon my breath
Your flesh my sheath , My life your death
Shot from the barrel of a broken gun
This Promethean slug is all I am
Dripping with the blood of a rotting Christ
That holy spice is all I am
I am the nails
Rusted and sick
I am the nails
The wretched teeth of the crucifix
Walk with me across the mushroom cloud
And breathe the sulfur in
If I am the corpse of the son of man
You are the maggot in the meat
Die upon my teeth, Draw upon my breath
Your flesh my sheath , My life your death
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