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DRY INNARDS AND SKIN WITH NUTS
1000 DAYS AGAIN FOR THE HOLINESS
ON THE WAY OF SELF-MUMMIFICATION
WITHOUT COMEBACK OR SECURITY
TRAIN YOUR ASCETIC SPIRIT
WAITING FOR A FINAL CALLING
SANITY IS NOT YOUR PATH
BUT ONLY AN END’S SUFFERENCES
FIGHT THE NATURAL PUTREFACTION
SURPRISE AT FIRST BREATH
YOUR FOLLOWERS CAN MISCALL YOU
LIKE THE HOLY GHOST OF SIDDARTHA
BUT YOU LOSE YOUR LIFE
FOR THE ILLUSION OF ETERNAL LIGHT
TRAIN YOUR ASCETIC SPIRIT
WAITING FOR A FINAL CALLING
SANITY IS NOT YOUR PATH
BUT ONLY AN END’S SUFFERENCES
EVERYDAY THE BELL CHIME YOUR SOUL
TILL FINAL FLESH’S CONSUMPTION
INTOXICATING WITH VARNISHING TEA
PUKE THE REST OF YOUR GUTS
MAKE YOUR SKIN REPULSIVE
FOR PUTREFYING AGENTS TOO
STIFF YOUR LAST THOUGHTS
NAILED TO SANCTITY’S CRYPT
IN 1000 DAYS YOU’LL BE DUST
AND YOUR MEMORY’LL VANISH
SOKOSHINBUTSU
THE ETERNAL DAMNATION OF THE OBLIVION
IS WAITING FOR YOUR MORTAL REMAINS
THE SOUND OF THE BELL WHISPERS THE FLY OF YOUR ROTTEN SOUL
YOUR BET IS LOST WHEN THE MAGGOT WILL COME
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LYSERGIC MESSIAHS’RE SCREAMING
IN THE GORY LAND BLOOD SHEDS
FROM THE READERS’ THROATH
OOZING DOWN IN THE DIRTY SOIL
WHERE PORKS ARE HOLIER THAN HUMANS
3 SACRED PARTIES BASED
ON SHAMES AND FEARS
DESERVING A NEVERENDING WAR FOR DESERTS
CHARGING THEIR PEACE ONLY IN THEIR MINISTERS’ MOUTH
AND HIT THE AMMO OF THEIR RIFLES
BLOODBATH FOR ENGINEERING OF HOLINESS
CRYING YOUR SUPPLICATION TO EXAUSTING FILTHY WALL
OR IN FRONT OF A CRYPT OF LIES
WAITING FOR A FORCE WILL NEVER COME
YOUR ANCIENT IDOLS ARE LIKE SAND
BLIND PEOPLE AND BURY THE DEAD
FROM YOUR PULPITS AND CHAIRS
BLOODY IMMOLATION OF YOUR COWARDS SHEEPS
YOU INCITE DEATH AND WARFARE
DARK MENACES AND ABSURD BLACKMAILS
FOLLOWING THE WORD OF AN INFERTILE GOD
EVOKING MALIGNANT CREATING HELL ON EARTH
IN THE END OF YOUR PRAYERS
YOU HAVE A BODY COUNT
OF YOUR LAST GENOCIDE
OF YOUR IMPURE CRUSADE
HUMAN HECATOMB ON YOUR BLEEDING CROSS
CARCASS AND REEK CORPSES ON YOUR CRESCENT
CENTURIES OF DAMNATION VOMITED ON YOUR STARS
IMPIOUS INCEST IN THE GARDEN OF GOD
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INVERTED
04:16
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SACRILEGIOUS STAGING
ABSURD MOCKERY OF THE ENEMY
WORSHIPPER OF OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN
THE SAME INVERTED CROSS
IS DWELLING THE LIES’ NEST
LATIN MESS EVOKING YOUR BEAST
SUM INTERVENTION OF INABILITY
TO FOLLOW YOUR OWN PATH
DECLINE YOUR INNER GOD
IN BLASPHEMOUS TEXTS
KISS A DEFECATED GOAT REGURGITATED FROM YOUR DEEP
FORKED TONGUES ARE ACTING GROTESQUE PANTOMIME
EVOKING THE FORCES FROM THE UNKOWN
SAME FORCES INSIDE THE HUMAN BEING
TWO MONICKERS FOR THE SAME LIE
TWO IDOLS FOR YOUR SENSELESS LIFE
TWIST MINDS RECENTLY
SWEANED WITH ABOMINATION
CAUSTIC PROFANITY SMELLS
THE WICKED AIR
FILLED WITH BLOOD OF YOUR IMPIOUS SACRIFICE
WORSHIPPING A HOMEMADE IDOL
CREATED BY YOUR ENEMIES
ANOTHER MIDDLE EASTERN ARTEFACT
FOR YOUR WEAK MINDS
SIGN OF YOUR REBELLION
WITHOUT A WRATH
A FALLEN ANGEL
FELT IN THE SAME CONDITIONS
SUPPOSE TO IDOLIZE YOUR EGO
IN FRONT OF AN IRRELIGIOUS TOTEM
FATALISTIC SUBMISSION
IN FRONT OF YOUR BLACK SHEEP
THEY’VE THEIR OWN SHEPHERD
AND YOU KISS THE ARSE’S GOAT
THE PATH OF YOUR LEFT HAND IS GONE
DENYING THE WORD OF THE LIGHT
TWO MONICKERS FOR THE SAME LIE
TWO IDOLS FOR YOUR SENSELESS LIFE
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TRACHEOTOMIZED BY ANTS
04:31
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YOUR SWEAT IS COLDER THAN THE INVADED MUSCLES
WAITING OTHER INSECTS’ BITE, THIS IS HONEY IS NO SO SWEET
TIED TO THE POLE BEGGING FOR POPULAR MERCY
CLIMB THE ANT TENSION RISES, FATAL ONE ON CAROTID
POISON COMES TO BLOOD AND BLOOD GETS ROT
YOUR LAST SCREAM REMAINS STUCK IN YOUR THROAT
TRIBAL JUSTICE MIXED WITH ALL YOUR OLD FEARS
EXPOSED VICTIMS ARE BETTER OF THEIR SAME PUNISHMENT
YOUR MEMORY IS JUST A FAR AND SILENT ECHO
YOUR ASHES WILL WIPE OUT LIKE SAND INTO THE WIND
YOU DREAMT A BETTER DEATH FOR SURE
BUT YOUR GODS CAN’T HEAR YOUR CRY
YOUR FLESH IS THEIR PRECIOUS DINNER
RAVENOUS MANDIBLES ON YOUR NECK
ONLY A SCAPEGOAT FOR POPULAR CONSENT
A SLICE OF DEAD SKIN ON A PUBLIC SQUARE
SHOW THE AGONY TO HIDDEN THEIR SHAME
WASHED WITH THE CHICKEN THIEF’S BLOOD
YOUR MEMORY IS JUST A FAR AND SILENT ECHO
YOUR ASHES WILL WIPE OUT LIKE SAND INTO THE WIND
ONLY TOTEMS AND CLOUDS WALLOW IN EMPTY MINDS
SHEEPS WAITING FOR ANOTHER MINISTER’S STICK
BLOODY INNOCENCE IMMOLATED ON PAGAN ALTARS
IMAGINE AND LIKENESS OF SAME OLD PHOBIAS
SPEECHES ARE ONLY USELESS SPELLS, TRAPS FOR HIPPIES
TALK ABOUT HARMONY AND CIRCLES, CAN SHED ONLY HATE
MAY THE MOUNTAINS YOU ARE BLABBERING CHOKE YOU AND MYSTICAL THEORIES
WHERE’S THE DIVINE RESPECT WHEN YOU ACT WITH YOUR FELLOW MEN?
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THRONE OF FLESH Rome, Italy
Throne of Flesh is a death metal band formed by four old friends from various projects of the italian extreme metal underground, Flavio Tempesta on guitars,Tato on bass, Joseph Di Porto on vocals and Alessandro Di Meco on drums. The first ep DOGMA is out in 2019, and in 2022 is out a new work DUST, a journey through the cult of the dead and the funeral rituals from the view of different cultures ... more
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