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Glimpse of the Unseen
05:12
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Dripping flesh, falls from my own face
Broken bones, can’t stop the burning pain
Twisted soul, I am Satan’s son
Land of old, left path that I follow
I am for the prophet – change my soul – ultimately!
Stench of death, my own decay
Empty darkness, time drifts away
Eternally trapped, immortal remains
Escape through my mind is the only way
The path I took, realizing death
Sacrilegious, master I met
Tongues of old, skulls of hollow
Incantations, resurrection follows
Hallucinations, or so I thought
Reality scarred, mind of rot
Glimpse of death, beyond the realms
Exhume my body, or suffer in hell
Now you are unseen, proud to be thee
Satan’s trusted son, your evil now begun
Yearn for the fight, take the head of Christ
Treasure that you’ve won, your evil bestowed upon
Prophetic Visions, invade my quest
Suffering complete, fate worse than death
There is no god, no resurrection
Only bitter darkness is what awaits your soul
Take me to the chapel, lord of darkness I will meet
I am for the prophet, and now I have glimpsed the unseen!
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Unmarked Grave
04:39
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Nameless victims lured to death, mass murder is the game
Serial killing on and endless spree, their deaths are all the same
Unknown death, Unmarked grave, Never to rest
Murdering for no reason I have to kill again
All the children, all the women, all the evil men
Stalking you throughout the day, fantasizing of your plight
You time draws near as darkness falls, then you will see my light
My appetite for blood and lust, brings me to your room
Slice you up or eat you whole, a brilliant feast for two
Unknown death, Unmarked grave, Never to rest
Never to return again, in hell you will never win
Body buried in hallowed ground, never to be found
Mass grave dug to put them in, no lime will be layered here
Unmarked grave it became, till the end of time is near
Unknown death, Unmarked grave, Never to rest
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Terror
03:37
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You fear for your life as time passes by
Wondering if you are destined to die
Hoping that something can save your soul
Before you’re corrupted beyond your control
I live my life in constant fear
That someone will find out, someone will hear
About the things I’ve done in the past
And when they find out, I’ll be outcast
Terror, Fear that I can’t control
Terror, Blinded by what I’ve been told
Terror, Can’t you see that I don’t want to die
Terror, Cause you know I’m living a lie
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Bleeding Parts
04:32
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The wisdom of our failings is a madness
Victims fall from heaven, servants of the realm
Redeemed from your chains yet still cursed
The legions of death have now arrived for the kill
Unholy seed that grows within eats flesh and bone away
For only blood can wipe out blood
With fangs that devour wait for your death
Visions of your fate begin to start
Out of the grave, now my eternal slave
Hungrily and violently we feed, on bleeding parts!
The sickness in your mind that keeps on growing
Haunting the mangled bodies of the dead
Unholy phantom stalking through Hades
Downcast through immortality
Unholy seed that grows within eats flesh and bone away
For only blood can wipe out blood
With fangs that devour wait for your death
Visions of your fate begin to start
Out of the grave, now my eternal slave
Hungrily and violently we feed, on bleeding parts!
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Sea of Blood
05:22
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Many years ago just after the holocaust
Famine and violence spread amongst the survivors
In constant turmoil amongst themselves
Since the invaders arrived twelve moons ago
Driving survivors southward towards their death
A Sea of Blood
The invaders arrived in the ancient hallowed land
Spreading famine and disease, leaving bodies in the sand
Dreaded phantoms from the past, merciless in tragedy
Watched them die, don’t know why, start the bloody legacy
Cause you’re dying, drowning, in a sea of blood (repeat 3x)
An explosion of the waste and guttural rebukes awaited
Demon legions in their hell
SURVIVORS? … no sign of life
What atrocities will be found
Bloody whiptails have invaded during tract less dormancy, flying eastward thirty days into death
The Nilgisin uprising of the forty seventh one, leaving scars on the four points of doom
Darkened prophecy reaching violent misery
Evil waits, always hates, leaving victims on the stake
Mutants dead in the head, cannot hear when nothings said
Now into your grave, eternally enslaved
Cause you’re dying, drowning, in a sea of blood
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Torture DC Sacramento, California
Torture was a band on the local Washington DC metal scene in the late 80's and early 90's. All of the music on this EP was written between 1988 - 1992 but never had a proper recording. I decided to resurrect this project in 2022 as Torture D.C. to honor a local metal scene that spawned Dying Fetus, Deceased, Pessimist, Solitude, Horror of Horrors, and many, many others. ... more
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