In Futile Bitterness I May Rest

by Desecration Rites

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Vomit the inner poison on the precious life It's futility has been unmasked I'm free from the sense of the past Meaninglessness has drowned it into oblivion Only a shameful continuum of bitterness remains I am the face of your fall I am the burial hole of your worthless pride All i gave was for nothing and nothingness is my reward Nothing for me in this abominable life, but pain Is perverse how discordant our fates pile under these heavens And mine craves for joys never meant for the worms This worm will die craving to poison your unconsciousness Blame me Make me charge with all that you dont want to be
2.
Lacerate me with the consciousness of failure For i am nothing Devoid of human emotions i lose myself But i had lost everything long ago Monotonous ashes of a broken life I let the wounds shatter my future insidiously Im nothing without them What shall remain of your craft A conscious corpse You see me in my shroud from above You behold your craft Above the distant and unreal shadows of perdition From your voluptuous paradise there is no consciousness of pain It belongs to my wretched inherited microcosmos Where i dwell, alone May come the day when these shadows will reach that voluptuous paradise, and dare to wither everything that shines Death's claim caresses you Eternally
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Hear the laugh of the carnal blasphemy Feel the futility of your path Be a victim of my pain As i suffer, you'll be my toy With bitterness and fear I infect your godlike creation Purity isn't forgiven Become a slave to your punishment Swallow my hatred Choke on my desperation Choke She makes your blood run We are born to the worship of grief Your flesh in the gutter I fuck the mask of innocence And crawl to its deepest roots To poison his life Take the knife Cut our beloved slave Open Bleed Dead

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Recorded on may 2020

Concieved in pain during the Winter and spring of 2020

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released June 5, 2020

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Desecration Rites Spain

Black Metal Project since 2015

Desecration Rites belongs to the Circle of Astræan Genocide

contact: templeofgrief@gmail.com

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