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Verminlord
Never Gunna Give You Up (Rick Astley Cover)
We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but
You're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
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ARTofLITURGY
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14:45 24-05-2017
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Ecorche
Abandon All Hope (River Of The Dead)
The Dead queued up they tread slowly
Eyes down head down resigned to their fate
Cowards cravens no side in life they took
Angels demons reject God and Dis
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
There is no hope, abandon every hope
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
Through these gates the way to Hell
Through these gates is endless pain
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
There is no hope, abandon every hope
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
Through these gates is suffering
Through these gates ever enduring
Lord God will not have these foul souls
Lord Dis will not have these weak souls
Exiled outside the gates of Hell
ARTofLITURGY
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14:46 24-05-2017
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Stung by wasps and blood sipped by worms
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
There is no hope, abandon every hope
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
Through these gates the way to Hell
Through these gates is endless pain
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
There is no hope, abandon every hope
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here
Through these gates is suffering
Through these gates ever enduring
No hope in life, no hope, no hope in death
No hope above, no hope, no hope below
And now we come upon pools of livid blue
Along the shores marching those who hated God
The great demon Charon tells us to go back
Pale grey skin eyes of flame the boatman of the Dead
Ferries us across the septic blue Acheron
With his oars bludgeons anyone who dares to reach out
The earth quakes and I fall
ARTofLITURGY
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Ecorche
My Reawakening In The Third Circle
Guide me my new friend as we both descend
Sinners wait their turn to learn how deep they burn
Minos decides their fate in this hour late
Why try to block our path?
My guide curtly asks Shades that died for love in the world above
Pair catches my eye gently floating by
Lustful eyes and breath lead them to their death
Thrashed by stabbing winds for their earthly sins
My body falls I reawaken in the third circle
My senses assaulted by new suffering
Splayed upon the earth in horrid afterbirth
For all they ate it could not satiate
Cold wretched downpour drowns forevermore
Vile rain and snow has stormed since long ago
Their bodies are weighed down pinned upon the ground
We walk upon their heads tread on the underfed
Cerberus the ancient beast on the filth he feasts
Twitching fur and claws flesh between his jaws
Cerberus howls with rage
Greasy hail and snow pelting my face
Foul stinking rain the stench fills this place
ARTofLITURGY
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Ecorche
The Putrid River Styx
In the fourth circle the avaricious and the prodigal spar infernally
Pushing massive stones struggling with the weight they joust eternally
Butting chests to the rocks they push and grunt
Running full steam ahead they smash into their foes
See the clergymen with their tonsured scalps their greed knew no bounds
See the laymen with their gorgeous locks their spending was legend
Gilded robes embroidered capes jewel encrusted chairs
The people they bled dry of any means
Smell the stench of the swamp bubbling by our feet
Water so dark and thick no light escapes
This is the putrid river Styx
Air is thick and earthy like rotting peat
Purple slick oily thick shades it drapes
This is the muddy river Styx
ARTofLITURGY
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In the fifth circle the wrathful and the sullen fight infernally
Some besmirched by mud some immersed in mud they root eternally
Their anger weighed them down in life
Their wrath knocks them down in death
Running at each other kicking one another biting their own flesh
Tearing out hair gouging out eyes beating their own chests
This rage cannot be quelled
This stage of shit it smells
Smell the stench of the swamp bubbling by our feet
Water so dark and thick no light escapes
This is the putrid river Styx
Air is thick and earthy like rotting peat
Purple slick oily thick shades it drapes
This is the muddy river Styx
Before us we see the gates of Dis
Demons retreat and they bar the gates
Furies on the ramparts they taunt us
Nothing can stop us from entering
ARTofLITURGY
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Ecorche
The Heretic's Plea (Woods Of Suicides)
Behold now my friend
The Epicureans
Down in Circle Six
With now cannot mix In stone sepulchers, in bone life still stirs
Blinded in our tombs, masked in rock hard wombs
Always out of reach, that which we seek
The future plainly seen, of life only dream
I beg thee for a crumb
News of my loved ones
Indulge me just one plea
Please just answer me
In stone sepulchers, in bone life still stirs
Blinded in our tombs, masked in rock hard wombs
Always out of reach, that which we seek
The future plainly seen, of life only dream
“Oh highest virtue, you who lead me through
These circles of transgression, at your will,
Do speak to me, and satisfy my longings.
Can those who lie within the sepulchers
Be seen?
The lids – in fact- have all been lifted;
No guardians are watching over them.”
See here all those who say souls die
Our graves remain open for a time
Until that day when we’re shuttered in
Hear the plea of this heretic
Hear my plea!
ARTofLITURGY
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Ecorche
The Violent (Ash Fields)
Completely submerged in blood
A boiling river of blood
Don’t try to poke your head out
With arrows you will be shot
We climb down
The ruined banks
Of Plegethon
To meet centaurs
Nessus our guide
To find the place where
The blood subsides
And we can cross
We come upon some woods
Of thorny gnarled trees
I break a twig from a trunk
And it oozes blood
Why harm me?
ARTofLITURGY
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The Tree it moans
Through suicide
Our bodies were forfeit
Here Harpies nest
On bare branches
The leaves withered
And bark black
We come upon burning sands
Ash and spark rain from above
The souls sprawled flat on their backs
Try to quench the flames
Violent against men boiling in blood
Violent against self trapped in wood
Violent against God flat on their backs
Violent against God burning on the sand
The beast Geryon is our way down
The beast Geryon is our way through the blood
Slowly we swim to the next circle
Slowly we swim to Malebolge
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