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A Corpseless Soul
03:47
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A corpseless soul
Born of hate a ghost to be nothing but the abstract
Sadness took a flawless love to a spiritual suicide
The nameless, speechless, the feel that’s around to mourn
The void that holds our deepest question of life
Death based illusions is what I am meant to be
A corpseless soul
I look through your eyes I can not find no peace of mind nowhere inside you
I’ll give you a piece of mine
Death voice to express my insides, another vision that leads to a nothing
It’s useless to try to find the logic, of how I turned to be the essence
A form in space, a saddened fear, something beyond the mind
An endless scream that drills the air but is nothing at the same time
The day will come when homicidal whispers evidence
How real is the ghost that drags you to call my name
Death based illusions is what I am meant to be
A corpseless soul
I look through your eyes I can not find no peace of mind nowhere inside you
I’ll give you a piece of mine
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There`s never enough knives
There`s a statistic of people being murdered
Since the beginning of time
Multiple weapons and methods have been practiced
But there`s only one number one
Those can be found in the darkest of prisons
Always ready to the task
Effective infection turns lethal if wounded
By staining the blade with your shit
Embraced by the shadow of murder
No compromise
Blood splattered all over objects
A passional crime
No sound but only the screaming
A silent device
The maximum pleasure of killing
By stabbing someone
Insertion, deep inside the human body
With no incitation
Descending cuts, from a sharpen object
Forensics at the crime scene
Blood stains from the stabbing motion
Lead us to conclusion
The final moment, of this severed person
Takes us to an horrid scene
There’s satisfaction in the action of ruthlessness
No need to use gun control
A small dedication for knives in this sharpened waltz
Those that enlightened our hearths
Embraced by the shadow of murder
No compromise
Blood splattered all over objects
A passional crime
No sound but only the screaming
A silent device
The maximum pleasure of killing
By stabbing someone
Insertion, deep inside the human body
With no incitation
Descending cuts, from a sharpen object
Forensics at the crime scene
Blood stains from the stabbing motion
Lead us to conclusion
There’s never enough knives
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Strong As Hell
04:19
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Strong as hell
I was born like a beast there`s no desist, no turning back
Torn by circumstance of heavy fire and forged in the void
When I thought that I had thrown myself into the abyss,
The abyss had already thrown itself at me
The day has come, to storm the world
And let all know what I’ve become
It’s the essence of my creation
Twisted fucking domination
Striping flesh of the bone, like never did it before
Striping flesh of the bone, I`m fire
It’s the essence of my creation
Twisted fucking domination
Striping flesh of the bone, like never did it before
Striping flesh of the bone, I`m fire
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Cosmic Owl Ritual
05:48
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Cosmic owl ritual
Silent flight of the creature into the night
Guardian of knowledge and secrets of the occult
Whenever search for the cover the dark provides
Sickened souls will reflect in the master`s eyes
It hold the keys to the kingdom beyond the grave
Watching us die from the height of the watchtower
Judge for the actions our conscience denies
Mystical torment awaits in the justice branch
The cosmic owl ritual
Engages a pact with the night
To witness with firing eyes
A soulless ghoul testify
The dark figure of a man that holds a knife
Faceless shadows to feed on the sacrifice
Secret codes revealed from beyond the stars
The ancient ritual that holds the owl command
Eternal coma in a full moon ceremony
The old method to give birth to life for death
No need for questions since there’ll no be witness left
And all this wisdom will remain beyond the grave
Done the connection with the other dimension
Now that every human life is so full of greed
All who claimed that have touched the divinity
Live and die under the wings of obscurity
The cosmic owl ritual
Engages a pact with the night
To witness with firing eyes
A soulless ghoul testify
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Strike Master Mexico City, Mexico
“The bleeding images of a lifetime of horror, a sad retribution and a contract to
die…"
Born in 2005, a three member band formed by Col.KMU in Mexico city in search for a fast,old school, thrash sound, taking the band out on expedition to south America, central America, Caribbean, north America and Europe.
Delivering 5 albums this band will surely take the world by storm.
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