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Ashes in the Cauldron
04:48
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We have gathered in rounds
All the flesh and the bone
Now we must burn it all down
To what vitally remains
Torch the animal flames
And you will smell the decay
All that remains
And true monastery
And Still you Burn
Your Mortal Flesh
I recognize all my
As I Reconvene
If this does Kill
Pierce my Skin
Shards of broken glass
Renewal to the soul
The forest brings
A Deception in disguse
The mirror shines black as night
Wither away
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Sin, Oblivion
06:00
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Oh, enlightened One
Come with me to the bounds
of Transcendence
Let me free you of despair
Oh Lucifer, bewildered by Scorn
Nature cries out of sin
Lay awaiting the Throne
Black as the forest at dusk
Oblivion.
Surrounding flesh, Insidious
Erase all existence
Souls of mankind befallen.
Chalice of death
Kin of Evil
Wrench the remains
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Depth of Agony Pt. 1
03:06
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Darkness and Depravity
01:51
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Rotting Decaying Rituals
04:28
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Serpent Tongue
02:28
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An Homage to Death
02:30
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Plagued Ruins, Cursed in Sin
O Death, an Homage to You
This mortal facade is too much to bear
Have pity on Thy
Speak to me Black Angel
Tell me the way out
Hands Forged in Flames, Idle may thy be
Each vile day bringing the new Dawn
Wretched, this putrid decay
Out from the seams rise in unison
O Hell
Have we met?
Deep Are The Cries of Agony...
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Transilvanian Hunger...cold..soul
Your hands are cruel...to haunt..to haunt
the mountains are cold...soul...soul...
careful..pale...forever at Night
Take me...can't you feel the Call
Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber
To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace
ohh, Hate Living...The only heat is warm blood
So Pure... So Cold
Transilvanian Hunger
Hail to the True, intense vampires
A story made for Divine fulfillment
To be the ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow
Sorrow and fright the dearest catharsis
Beautiful Evil Self to be the Morbid Count
A part of a Pact that is delightfully immortal
Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
Transilvanian Hunger...my mountain is cold
So Pure... Evil, Cold
Transilvanian Hunger
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Feratu Providence, Rhode Island
Mat P- Vocals/Guitar/Drum
Feratu is a one man metal band by Mat P started during the COVID lockdown.
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