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Old Blood Execration
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Gone into the swirling blood
A feverish delight
Victim of decadence
My web ensnares a fly
I drink deep
She goes limp
Quivering at my bite
Drowning in a dark embrace
My shade engulfs her light
On this autumn eve when trees weep their leaves
A mist enshrouded moon cast its glare upon the scene
Of deadly dramas and dreary themes
Of raped sanctity
To see the rebirth
so mesmerizing
To hear those new born screams as eyes go black
Rise my pet
Greet your master well
Taste divinity
Vitae of the gods
An other worldly bestial glance
Subverts the mind with blood stained trance
Now lost to the whispers
Desire
Hunger
Lust
A child offered causes her senses to flare
I dangle it before her
She can't help but stare
"Bring forth the child"
These elder steeples hold no scruples
"Place upon the altar"
For the sacrifice held within
"Innocent pure blood"
At maligned glare from the infant ensnared
"Taste your first kill"
As sharp fangs pierce tender flesh
Red smeared face
Epitome of grace
In throws of ecstasy
First kill dead at her feet
Crescendo reaching pitch
Mind towards a new faith
Old Blood Execration
Beset by shadows
Caressed like lovers
Rot burrows
Light has severed its ties
Here the Crimson God's throne resides
Beyond the brink
Beyond the veil
Of both Heaven and Hell
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Who is she?
That would rekindle the passion bereft of the this soul
One to stoke the flame...
Feed the coal
The embers fade
Cooling the core
That feeling, fleeting
Just out of reach
Taunting, it goes
Endless the search
Without the faintest of hope
Seeking humanity till mindless i groan
Among them i will sigh
Settled into their ranks
Forlorn...
Reaching out for souls still showing restraint
But my mind is still screaming my name
(Serpent of the Abyss)
"Go forth
Kill all of them
Find the Lord Souls
The vessel that will lead you to the flame
Bring forth the Dark Age
In darkest night man shall rise to take what belongs to him
The gods had their chance
Squandered...
Left in tatters
They do not deserve anything
Bring forth the dark!"
Come sit by the fire
The only warmth to be shared
In time you will fade like those who came before
Lost to time
Onward i march
To Deaths pallid stare
No pity in that glare
The ancients await
Their thirst unsated
Nor is mine
It is the dark they fear
It is the dark i bring
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Where Vultures Feast
08:13
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Vile Blood College Grove, Tennessee
Morbissus - Vocals
Sitheos - Drums
Kaathe - Guitars
Recorded by Vile Blood
Mixed and mastered by Morbissus
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