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Introspection
02:59
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Misery marks my days
Endlessly wandering
A gaunt visage returns my gaze
Reflections of past mistakes
Am I meant to be this waste drifting through the unknown
Grasping for a purpose until meaning unfolds
Stare deeply into the soul
Enter the void if you seek the truth
Only through discipline does pain reveal reality
These rites of passage written in our biology
The old and sick rots away
The new will grow from the decay
Kill the weak inside of me
Building strength from atrophy
I am not to be a waste drifting through the unknown
I take command of fate to write my own
Stare deeply into the soul
Enter the void if you seek the truth
Patience and discipline revealing ancient wisdom
Esoteric spirit quest guides me to clarity
So begins this book I write in the blood of my past life
Reborn in the suffering
Now I see who I am to be
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Merchant of Depravity
04:08
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Degenerate overlords smile upon the face of evil
Let the noble corrupt the youth under the invisible eye
Trade to me innocence for pleasure and imperium
Profane thy pledge
Your greed is my hegemony
Soul sold for a taste of power from forces of the underworld
Soul cold to the vile works
Senses dulled to the wide eyed burned in sacrament to the fire god
Blathering talking heads conceal their masters’ sins
Maintain silence with the threat of violence ever present
Prying eyes cut out
Inquisitive minds left to wonder
Don’t question, just forget while we destroy the evidence
Open secret crony lies shrouded from the public eye
Pierce the deceptive veil and face forced suicide
Bow before the bullheaded god beckoning the sacrificial blood
Arms outstretched to receive the children passed through fire
Partake in the most vile deeds dealt by the merchant of depravity
Hands outstretched to receive a handshake for a devil’s pact
A blind eye turned to rituals perverse
Sentenced to death as a burnt offering of flesh
A blind eye turned as the shadows converge
Sentenced to death so their secrets will be kept
And when I die, who partook in Moloch dies with me
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A Wendigo's Revenge
04:18
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Wind whistling through the trees
I hear your whispers to me
From the great beyond you speak
A voice alive in memory
Alone I walk this path like we used to hand in hand
To visit your resting place, reminisce over our past
Upon reaching the clearing in the shadow of the pines
I found fresh earth upturned and bloody footprints from the mound
The bright midday sun grew dark blotted out by strange black clouds
Frost began to form around me from an unnatural chill
A stilted gait caught my eye as I turned with terror to see
A pallid face with a hateful gaze echoing past beauty
From the shock comes denial I could not believe what I saw
Memories of your murder begin to flood into my mind
Punishment for the discovery of forbidden knowledge
Too terrible to be known all who see must perish violently
Born of an arcane power the corpse roams Earth again
Single minded hatred for me and deep hunger for revenge
And with an inhuman roar she begins to advance
I prepare for a battle against a certain death
Swift but painful death she brings
Partnered in death as two beasts rotting together always and forever
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Beyond the Grave
04:50
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Dystopia
The brave one shouts
These are not empty words: Live free or die
Robbed of our rights
Don’t play their game
Let them legislate
He’ll seize back what’s ours
The scales have tipped
Balance of power shifts
Now the despots cower from phantom arsenals rivaling their power
Watch how their thrones do quake with every rifle made
Iron fists tighten their grip as gun control slips away
Standing steadfast
Defy their laws
Grind day and night in darkness to fight tyranny
Showing us all that we need
Are plastic, ammo, and sheer will to stay free
With files spread deterrence is dispensed
The ghost network gains strength
Immortalized in block chain
The martyr’s blood is spilled
One head of a hydra that cannot be killed
Restoration of power to print and build
Rights that were always ours
O, valiant armorer
Faceless saint of freedom
A patriot of the free world
A hero’s life cut short
Beyond the grave
You live
Beyond the grave
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Heritage of Rebellion Fresno, California
Heritage of Rebellion is a death metal project founded by Greg Angel in 2021.
Drawing from
influences across extreme metal, the goal is to explore the wide variety of soundscapes throughout the genre while documenting the evolution of the songwriter.
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