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The East Fills It
06:28
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A storm of fleeting lusts that linger in my loins
Well beyond the dusk, a face without a voice
Imprinted in my memories, softly comforting at times
But it stirs me from sleeping as it grows in my mind
I stare outside the open world
Consumed by grief and stress, breathing fumes
Laid bare, I see it for the worth, the waste
The acid fumes I taste
As I gag on the garbage plume consumed
This is not a home, a tomb
The light became dull and strained
Waned and frayed, fearful and tame
Soft, sick, unable to risk
Once it stared, now it’s too weak to blink
Between the silhouettes rumors lies the truth
And nothing without sacrifice can pass to light
A multitude of lives evaporate with tides
A tempered undertow that sucks you down and spits you out into
A nether region conceived from your aching soul
And now a rest, we’ve expended all text
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Fugu Bsiru
03:54
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Slick, oily hair
Matted, covering sores
Worms, slither inside
Hungry, barely alive
Teeth, swollen, infected
Ears, insects in all sections
Pus, gushing your eyes
Like an infant, mimicking cries
Soiled, stinking and ripe
Coiled, taking shape in the night
(Night?)
Overseeing the open and expansive ether of another realm
Pissing where I wish to stake my claim
Even though my neck aches to crane
I smell them all in the folds and tall grass below, so cold
Awake, abreast and alone
I watch for hours, mind and body prone to dispense the meat
Still moving but dead
In essence Im a creature
A simple misplaced beast
A God from different times who once had sacrificial feasts
In my glory, for my honor
Now reduced to wild squalor
It’s a wonder I don’t grow to twice my size and unfurl horrors
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Umulamahri
09:06
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Why should we serve that which betrays
Leeches, they steal of our lives
Why should we lower ourselves to the beasts
Submissive they are to be made
We need not to be held in their chains
Illusions but they can still hold
We rise within the strength
The One Who lays them to waste
Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land
So perfect It's Way unopposed
Punisher of the treacherous ones
U-Mu La Mah-Ri
This Force no bolt withstands
For It's now the Merciless One
Un-quenchable rage in holds
Only sated when the last falls
Their deeds of treason
Unsees by the ones enchained
Ignorance which shielded the crimes
All seen by the All Knowing One
You'll perish within the Hands
Of the Storm that means your end
These things you call your gods
These things, they save you not
Oh now you live the torment
Bound in the chains that enslaved us
Now you feel the suffering
That you bestowed upon your being
Live the pain of the Gnashing Teeth that's
Grinding your bones enslaver
By what right did you bind us
Now you'll reap the suffering
Oh there's no mercy for you've
Broken the Sacred Laws you've
Taken the dreams of many
Lives you have bound and punished
For your crimes no repentance
Can turn back the Wrath
Which you've called on yourselves
By your deeds
No new life can arise
From a land once denounced
By my Lord
For unrivaled He stands
For no man may rise up
To enslave any other
Made free by Design of our God
That of Might shall
Define what is right
For unmatched is the Power
Of Chthhulhu Most High
Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land
So perfect It's Way unopposed
These things you praise as gods
These things, dispirited things
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Adharcáil
Andrew Hawkins, Colin Marston, Will Smith
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