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DEIVOS LYRICS
"Hostile Blood" (2003 EP)
1. Chasm Chamber
2. Hostile Blood
3. Encircled By Nothingness
4. Scarcity Of Suffering
5. Throw Of The Fetters
1. Chasm Chamber
"...unclouded..."
Detested by morality to piss on
In our mother's pain we came into being
Vital pure survival overwhelms our senses of
insatiable predators hunting prey
I fell down to my knees, praising your dead body
Life you had given saved mine
Life utilized to the bone
Pathetic existence gains meaning as we act,
Reviving the spirit and crushing the flesh
Crawl on your knees, rot in your stench
Mourn, suffocate...
Melt to liquid, fade to nothing
Rust, waste away...
Those of my kind will dominate
your breed - repugnant,
unworthy of living, of breathing, of dying
Superior rule - self-preservation
commands us in our pursuit
Atavistic drives keep leading the way
to stake a claim to sovereignty
Those of my kind will dominate
your breed - repugnant,
condemned to live, to breathe, to die...
2. Hostile Blood
Blood - blood all over
Infecting whirls of furious anger
Have I woken or fallen asleep
deeper into the maze of winding passages -
Endless passages of hostile blood
Long deserted the abode of peace
No rest till daybreak comes
Devoured am I by hate
Digested in its mouth
Disturbed serenity descends into murky pits of
extatic joylessness
Disgust at what I have been watching
undoubtedly will intensify
Armies of insects, mental locusts
Taste our despise, so persistent and
unquenchable
Fear did linger, roaming through the soul,
creeping up on the flesh
Immunized, I feel antagonistic structures breeding
the blessed venom - shield against itself seeping
into mind
Brace yourself
Face the callous blade of my sharpest weapon
3. Encircled By Nothingness
The fading debris of what was once alive
Obedience has misled them. Brains fucked
Praised be the forces that annihilate the breathing
And yet they heal, scorching the promised land
With their fiery licks cleansing it from the weeds,
which grow strong
Open these bleeding eyes. Stand tall to see
your bitter enslavement in lifeless desolation
Their crawling thoughts assault when we sleep
Unspiritual standardized phrases
Sickening words come pouring from
the deadened tongues
Immemorial injustice - what should not be lives on
Submerged in the shallow drifts
Planting hate within the minds of noble ones
Make our path free of their flesh
As spirit dies in pain, pitched into the stagnant chasm
The stench of flesh is so unbearable
Its fumes enforce the terror of poisoning nothingness
The carnival of joyous flock pretending life
is to be swept away by the omnipotence of anger
Dormant within until
the enchanters of vengeance call our names
See them rejoicing
among the remnants of shattered world
Foes of creation enlightened by the dark
Shut your dying eyes. The time has come, you'll perish
in eternal sleep, enslaved in lifeless desolation
4. Scarcity Of Suffering
Feeble sufferers on their way
Celestial palace is where they head
Crawling low, presenting backs adorned
with burden by their beloved father
Unrelentingly lashing whips
submissively welcomed -
Martyrs' bloody offering
Fear they so suffer clamps their souls
Yet it's not great enough, as they beg for more
These prayers won't go unheard
The frigid eyes watch over your puny timid souls
enraptured by deceitful voice
He'll drown you in his bloodlust
and mire you in sickness,
affording everyone seeds of discord
Collected to celebrate
we'll witness the collapse
of the ladder of virtues burying you all
The invincible mark within
induces a scarcity of suffering
It's the mark of the wicked
hidden behind a veil of innocence
Have a rest, fatigued ones
Find comfort in sheer misery
sent straight from above
Dreaming, you will dissipate
Raise the sword in benediction
at your children - this swarm
None shall ever see those pastoral
blissful landscapes of Elysium
5. Throw Of The Fetters
Logistics of threat filled with subjugating doctrines
" Feed on worms and praise us, lords 'til death do us part "
Sick suppression taking control
Slumber no more, opposing ways shall collide
Filthest purity against purest filth
Choking with loud laughter at mindmelting devotion,
we conquer the very highest of worlds
But your will is nothing and your world is falling
to pieces. Red light's coming on
Merchants of fear have found the input to your mind
You're fucking sinking
Industries of deception - clean profit on the rot
Slime, which they force right down your soul,
decays you from inside
The mother of all diseases sets in, distributing fear
Disfigure their order, defile their ways
Oppress them with terror and sever their flesh
The conquest is ours, the hereafter is theirs
A sanctified delusion to which they cling
How they want our freedom when putting us in irons
Shitworld's waiting for the blind
Antechamber of bliss supreme is their place to be in
Watch the liberators freeing them from life
Logistics of threat filled with subjugating doctrines
" Feed on worms and praise us, lords 'til death do us part "
Repel this fucking rot or be crushed
between the grinding cogs
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