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Heart Like a Tomb
04:13
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Aimless wanderer, evades all direction
No anchor, and blown about by the slightest wind
Everything offered, weightless
Every step with selfish malign desire
Substance eludes all words and deeds
Perpetual state of worthlessness
Purpose disappears like vapour
Unless for parasitic reasons
Connection with the agenda to latch on
And drain the host dry
Greed exudes and the fattened beast grows
But still a lifeless mass
No inner strength to draw upon
Victims allured with a sick gravity
Heart like a tomb
The heaviness exhausting all resources
Sucking from all, on the way to nowhere
A darkness has consumed the spark of life
Through dead eyes, observing with vampiric intent
Lingering among the living with one simple motive
Consume and deplete
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Fleshmerchant
03:53
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An expert in his trade
Highly skilled workmanship
A work ethic that goes above and beyond
An extreme vocation
Second to none is his occupation
An extreme vocation
Who else goes to the lengths he does
To satisfy a customer?
Ever observant
Seeking prime cuts
With a stock of Rohypnol
And the finest blades
He works his magic
Human conceit comes to nothing
When hung and dressed like any other beast
Sought out by a distinct people
With a distinct craving
He salivates, thinking
Of the fortune to be made
From a clientele
With a taboo taste
Butcher by day, butcher by night
Entrepreneur, flesh merchant for life
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All of Nothing
04:58
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Scrawl your fingers through the dirt
Throw the ash in the air
Let the wind whistle through the empty skulls
Clack the bones, chatter your teeth
And howl to the sky
Make a symphony
A field of dreams formed in desolation and death
Oh, but what a life that can be had now
Isolated in potential boundless pleasures
All for one
Free to roam
Is there another soul?
Can’t be lost when everywhere is home
Stand of the barren hills
Sing in the arid valleys
Dance through the wasteland
Fulfilled by the emptiness
Delight in the darkened skies
Pleased with the smell of nothingness
Beautiful chorus of a single voice
The joyous company of none
Who do you answer to?
Who do you yield to?
Who can oppose you?
Who can stop you?
Reign supreme
All of nothing bows to you
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Highest Level of Hatred
04:03
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The stench of shit permeates the air
Each time you open your mouth
Words forming mind-fucking prisons
Crafted for the listener to self incarcerate
You’ll be sure to divert the eyes from freedom
Modernity is your enemy
Aeons and reality erode your stories
The advance of knowledge is your mortal enemy
Times have changed and your bullshit is harder to sustain
Enough with your plague of rot
No longer is there no resistance
You and your masquerade, you and your hollow words
Being exposed for the farce it is
I long to see you pulled apart piece by piece
And your paper kingdom burnt to nothing
Fuck you!
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Amniostasis Townsville City, Australia
Amniostasis is a collaboration of two Townsville based metal veterans, Ben Mahoney and Yowie Smith.
With a focus on the extreme, they pledge to deliver exactly that.
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