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None Shall Escape Death

by Ohth

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1.
AntiDogma 04:00
The blade feasts! It drinks from the bounty. That spills forth, And soaks the floor. Lost to the wind Twisted and split This vortex of contention. It grips all And kills! Tarnish the earth no longer! And be Silent forever! A slow death - As you deserve. To feast on utter decay - This will be the path Of all your words, And all your deeds... Death - as you fucking deserve. A swift decision, Deserves a painful consequence. You slit the throat Of all the traitors Who won’t condescend. You will speak softly to death. Gluttonous, I descend Feasting on the river of strife. Its pure waters, Infested. And with clouded vision, I step forward, To further drown myself in her water. The lash of her waves is an agonizing whip! Against swollen skin. A blistering explosion, Of extreme pleasure …. and pain! - as you fucking deserve. A swift decision, Deserves a painful consequence. To slit the throat Of all you traitors Who can’t comprehend! You will speak softly to death. Step back or disappear! You’ve pulled me down and crushed my head with your heel. To speak your mind Does not reflect strength. Only change escapes: DEATH equals DOGMA equals DEATH equals DOGMA equals DEATH.
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One simple mistake - Is all it fucking takes And you are trapped and swept in A current that is subtle but strong, Wraps its hands around your neck. It takes your place - and breathes life into its veins Your body remains a simple husk to fade away And no matter how you try. The wolves will come for you. A vile feast for gorging mouths. As you climb Further down… Their tongues lap at your feet Barbed, they lick off the skin And leave you bleeding. The blood emboldens those who will devour you. CRUEL FOLLOWER... You take and take. I try to pull myself free. An urge that is primal but pure Keeps you here, frozen and still. A flash-in-the-pan A meaningless existence: Your body remains a dying husk, that fades away. fades… Weep with me. Don’t you see? We’re suffering. Their tongues lap at your feet Barbed, they lick off the skin And leave you bleeding. The blood emboldens those who will devour you. Run!
3.
To breathe, to feel: This agony it reaches And touches all… Seeps into My skin. A bitter consequence For this sequence of events. I’m just a fatal husk Left to atrophy. An eroding culture, A Pyrrhic victory. I feel you. I hear you. Do you hear me? Why does it feel like I’m failing? How can I trust you? It should heal me but hurts and hides. All painful lessons aside… I hope you see that I’m trying. Why should I let you in? It should help me But hurts… And it consumes Until I die... It feeds - It will not recede It only takes and takes… I can’t reject it. I can’t escape it, I’ve given everything… Everything I have. We are dead: Only breathing to pretend. Only moving to deceive. We’ve given everything away. Why does it feel like I’m failing? I should learn to trust you. It should heal me but hurts and hides All painful lessons aside… I hope you see that I’m trying. Maybe I can let you in. It should heal me but hurts and hides. I have to tear it away. I have to tear it away...
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Apoptosis 04:41
This burning tongue Latched on my flesh: A blistering, tortuous parasite… And for a thousand years I waste away Its presence known But too weak, to eject it And so I slog: Through tortures long, Afraid but aware: of the suffering I’ve caused. Still powerless To tear it off, slowly it becomes Part of who I am Part of me - Sweat with me - feel my heartbeat scream. An æon of cold, Just to feel a possibility of hope. In the fucking dirt, it roots Spreading in its wait. A seeping decomposition, Picking my skin clean. As it has always been, As it will always be, I can’t remove this Weight from me- I feel my chances growing thin. Just like the air I’m breathing. I wish only to take it down with me: Please let it die! This endless feedback loop That waits and builds And hides its face from me… This shifting from hope To newfound ways to make me hate myself. A never ending treacherous trod Through terror, tearing into me: A spike driven through the heart! the only way to be free. I feel my chances growing thin… Just like the air I’m breathing. I wish only to take it down with me: Please let it die!
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Kori-hor! Like a fucking disease. Cruel to the marrow, born to deceive. Return to the gods of old: they rise from the dust! and raise up their swords barbed! horrific! to behold! AND THE CHRIST CULT WILL SUFFER! At the hand of the blade! Tips to the sky: Throats opened … left to die! Children of Abraham! Shemsu-Hor! give us eternal sight! speak once more! Six thousand years of vile rites… soon to be: six thousand more. Like a nail through the hand! We descend upon Eden! Companions of Horus. Soak the valley with blood - to their god send them nigh! We worship an older more terrible god! And in the end we shall leave them: Throats opened… And left…To die!
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Like a knife: the edge that's sharp, but cuts slow. An agonizing weight: that pushes and crushes down… in perfect harmony, I suffer. as it was always meant to be! this stinking rot: seeping through a calloused claw; hooked in you. Years wasted, given to a god, That doesn’t speak and doesn’t breathe. A god worth nothing… A god who can bleed. Speak only when spoken to. raise your hand to the square. keep these secrets on pain of death And never speak of what was spoken here. For years - I felt the truth - felt I was free: But now I understand “your way” Just means: “serve under me” This cancer must be cut from root to stem Remove everything that made me, me. In memory of all the promises you forced me to keep. And all the words you forced me to speak A path that could’ve led only to this moment. The moment where you will understand my fury Where you will finally: suffer as I have suffered And for the first time, You will understand my hatred. And for the first time: You will know true fear. You will know fear. you will know terror. Terror.
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Deep Dæð 05:03
A sonic war strikes my skull. A piercing, painful cacophony: Four cuts, one for each direction. A testament, a monument to pain. You speak words that rake and calcify. This dragging death: Is a hidden art. The vibrous waves that seduce the mind To fling ones’ self Defiantly: Into the dark! CRUSHING Like the WAVES. Hypoxia and panic Seek me out. And as the silt sifts on the floor, My body feeds the pulse As skin dissolves. Deep in the earth. Where space moves like clockwork. An abyssal lair - Where time passes on… and on… CRUSHING Like the WAVES. The subtle rot That pierces the heart And as the silt sifts on the floor: My body feeds the pulse As skin dissolves. Left to the waves. Floating in the dark. Surrounded by nothing. A crushing, perpetuous Deep. You speak to me as if you know. You dare open your mouth And let your lies incinerate the air. You should know what the world can see: That at this point, I can’t be saved. I am Deep. I am Deep.
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Galgalim 04:35
A carbon veil - This mirrored reality that seems to crack the skin. A poignant gift That sets The spirit free… And without a thought I claw and claw And peel away: What I wouldn’t do, To drive that blade, To feel the pain! So horrifically, I pierce! And release: this building pressure. An explosive force That frees the mind, But tears the soul. A vile weapon - A painful way to die - A spinning ring, That burns the sky. The cacophony of war sings Its sorrowful song: Be not afraid! Do you feel the air? Do you feel it shift? The weight of this world is a crushing curse: Melt in the face of eternity! Do you know this sound? Do you not recognize its waves? This ripple in time of a life long past It shakes, and breaks the world. Burn!
10.
This twisting turning disease… designed for torture and scorn. carefully crafted to make me suffer. the siren call of death: this cold concussive knife! to fucking suffer and maim! that is our purpose: to fade into the sand, To breathe until our lungs ignite, And spew forth… annihilation! Do you know the songs of death? did you have them sung to you - since birth a blissful hymn which many claim to know but only those who feel it's bite will truly know life, UNCHALLENGED. Death to these fucking parasites, gnawing at the roots. an inescapable maw of true violence - realized inspire me and let me SUFFER I wish only this: To send all dogmatic cunts to the fucking wolves! Do you know the songs of death? did you have them sung to you - since birth a blissful hymn: that many claim to know... And all will feel its bite! AND NONE SHALL … ESCAPE! AND NONE SHALL ESCAPE DEATH!

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