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The Urge To Feast
03:13
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A traveler led astray drifted deep in the moors. Howls from the dark; something wicked looks to score. Fools search for treasures where evils known to roam. Claws tear through flesh making music from their bones.
Lurking
Searching
Hunting
Fulfilling the urge to feast upon those displaced by their own complacency.
On the ground you’re bleeding dry. Can’t look the devil in it’s eyes. Never underestimate how fast one can meet their fate.
Surviving such a goring is far from the norm. Painful convulsions force you to transform. You stand taller than ever, unlimited range to roam. The mark of the beast is transferred and you feel it in your bones.
Lurking
Searching
Hunting
Forfilling the urge to feast upon those displaced by their complacency.
On the ground you’re bleeding dry. Can’t look the devil in it’s eyes. Never underestimate how fast one can meet their fate.
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Wrath of Sam
04:10
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Gaze into the eyes of deceit. Follow withered footsteps left by the captured and deceased. Poisoned by the witch’s cold hand. Fooled by a play wrote for broken willed men.
You took the bait, now it’s too late. Your flesh is peeled back to reveal a snake. Boiled alive; you’re petrified. Dancing soaked in blood beneath the moon light.
Fire burns the soles of your feet. Wicked men march to a earth shaking beat. Haunted; quick on the prowl. Cant hide from the devils, they're closing in now.
You took the bait, now it’s too late. Your flesh is peeled back to reveal a snake. Boiled alive; you’re petrified. Dancing soaked in blood beneath the moon light. Worshiping the lords might. Nothing saves from Satan's plight. No escape from the eternal night.
Tortured by figures in red
Hopeless; you’re already dead
Horror consumes the mind
Souless; the hand will be unkind.
Gaze upon your new found lord. Re-write the tombs that you worshiped before. Poisoned by the wrath of sam. Do unto others and fulfill an ancient plan.
You took the bait, now it’s too late. Your flesh is peeled back to reveal a snake. Boiled alive; you’re petrified. Dancing soaked in blood beneath the moon light. Worshiping the lords might. Nothing saves from Satan's plight. No escape from the eternal night.
The Corpse will rot away; Your soul is here to stay.
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Falter To The Squall
03:19
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Marching towards death is their only instinct. No sense of self preservation at all. Can’t come to grips with a cold reality so they falter to the squall.
The skin burns away
Pitch forks hit your thoughts
Your bones to ash; your soul is consumed
Was it was all for naught?
Painful cries fall on deaf ears because lies go down so sweet.
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Frenzy
00:55
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Savagely I must hunt them down. Disemboweled. How I love the sound of the last breath that they take before I trash the body in the nearest lake.
You can run, you can hide, you can try but youre going to die.
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Thanatophobia
03:10
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What lies just beyond the vail? I begin to wonder. Painful everlasting black or smoldering ash and torture? Quickly descend head first; Quietly breaking through the water. A fruitless quest for purpose that will end in disappointment.
Our instinct is to survive; our only guaranty is we wont.
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Ulamog Virginia
Ulamog is the 5-piece mayhem machine from Hampton Roads Virginia. Rising like a tsunami with the perfect mix of menacing
Thrash, raw Hardcore, and old school Death to brew up an evil concoction of music to spew incantations across our world.
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