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BLODULV LYRICS
"Diatribe" (2005 EP)
1. Grim Disturbance
2. Divine Perversion
3. Famine Pulse
4. Poison Trait
1. Grim Disturbance
This is him in rotting skin
Mind that swallows weak and weary
Trenches reek of grim disturbance
Hard hellfire shall kill the king
Infernal vortex retaliation
Raging blood o vengeance
Judgement strikes severe
Retribution damned reprisal
No heart so cold
No silver bullets
Feed those jaws with angels wings
Covert desruction
Hidden unholy
In raping hard distortion
The culprit carnivore
This is one that rips through the doomsmoke
Scythe of crawlinf jetblack lunacy
Satan Strontium 90
Compassion deficit disorder
2. Divine Perversion
Cold chiseled dagger
Of necrolore a spear of might
Wounds running deeper
Cuts are of devils teeth
Master cold, lower me down
To the desolation that carries my name
To the worlds that cower beneath me
My divine perversion twisted black
The northern face of these hills
The bitter face of disgust
With murderous precision
With a demon cloak of armour
Violently territorial
This lair of damnation
In November's rusted chains
By the boiling blood of saint
The dark will cut it's mark
3. Famine Pulse
Crush this crumbling shell of man
Break the seal of this dog earth
Enrage the dormant monger of war
Scourge and burn, no term of grace
I survey the cursing plaguewall
I wear scars of war ignition
I am he who eats the time thrall
I shall doom the gods with famine pulse
Weaving skin of wreckage and decay
Through engulfing duskfall dimentia
Passed the gates and to the death
Below the earth and to the heart
Graven be the signs, wicked be the ways
Chronic soulside sickness
Flesh that's born and raised for slaughter
Dead of winter, dead of night
All the world, pray unto me
4. Poison Trait
Overture of rising oppression
Driven forge of afflicted tolerance
Killing god of air and water
Deconstruction true unholy
Poison trait, poisoned fist
Renegade wings of defiance
Strong conviction, blood is hostile
Non conforming demon will
Monarch cast in sulphur
Deviant of trustless god
Shoulder the grudge of milleniums two
Be the night that ends the days
In the hotsigno vinces
Satan sovreignity
War by the will of rebel minds
Diatribe of ashen blood
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