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Flesh
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This is a simple black metal song, written about escaping the demons you were a slave to, but only to fall back into them.
anathema black
I present to you the darkness burried deep within the blood filled chambers of my heart. Each blast beat is inspired by this darkness. Each trem picked note is a scathing ounce of my hatred for mankind and the plague that is humanity on this mortal soil. Each scream, every vocal delivery is a rage filled outletting of pure fucking armageddon. There will be no live shows. There will be no shimmery production. There will be no fucking bunnies, or flowers, or peace and love hippy shit. Face reality, breathe the darkness. There is corruption all around. City streets, offices of law, places of worship, politics in general. There is no ounce of hope left in this dying world. We have over populated this plane of existance for far too long... The time for genocide is now...
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#6,736 today Peak #51
#1,213 in subgenre Peak #6
Author
Cain Althaeda
Rights
Black Misanthropic Metal
Uploaded
December 25, 2008
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 2:59
Story behind the song
It took me about a week to complete this piece. The drums came first, then the guitars. I thought I was done but added and changed some things a few days later. Lyrics came a few more days later, and all vocals were recorded between 12 - 3 or 4 am. This is basically about trying to change who you are, escape your demons, your closet skeletons, only to be dragged back into slavery by them. Honestly, somethings cannot be changed so easily.
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Running through the wilderness Feel the blood pump through your chest Breathing faster, rise and fall Running from the demon's thrall Fallen down Now is time... Time For you is running thin Speed For you is key to win You Will pay for you have sinned Brought This punishment unto you They Will hunt you till you die God Ignores your screams and cries Death Is now your new master Pray That punishment commences faster Slipping, falling, bashing trees Snakes and roots forceed knees Ragged breath, comes in gasps Left to die, a feeder corpse Fallen down Now is time... Time For you is running thin Speed For you is key to win You Will pay for you have sinned Brought This punishment unto you They Will hunt you till you die God Ignores your cries...! Demons feast upon your flesh Drag you back into their nest Rushing faster, blood in spurts You've become the demon's thrall Once more...
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