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Death Rides Shrouded
04:38
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With the last dying gleam of sunsets shine
A pestilential fog rose from the earthen dark
Miasma steam veiled the soil of the cemetery
Shrieks from mortuaries broke out in the night
Lost souls tragedy now a slithering form of purgatory pungent blasphemy
Death rides shrouded
Ghosts clawed their way out of their graves
With an empty gaze drawn in a rotting face
Stench from a thousand tombs propagates opening hell
Through its seven gates; where the corpses plague took place to stay
Outnumbered, condemned, devoured, we kneel to death
Death rides shrouded
Rain sweeps the landscape to erase all civilisation remains
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The Corpses Store
03:45
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Through the corridors that made the maze of my nightmares
The scent of decay blows silent
Inhabitants dwelling in subconscious chambers
The dead played back to my mind to remain
Intense stench of decomposed dead, ecstasy of a bleak dawn
A cult to the darkest god envisioned, the idol of all unsung slaughtered
Quest for emotions, and memories, tyrant mother, taste of death
In the table of madness this coven of bones coalesced to my supper
Beyond the tears and anger a certain doom cast shadows of despair
Lose all hope onto these gates, the meat hook waits and vicious blades
So sharpened, they cut they way through your terrors; mortal dismay
Better run away before it’s too late
Death’s been stalking closely through the lunacy of ages
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Glories of Hell
03:58
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To the end we belong, no escape, no return
With blind faith I believe destiny will retrieve
Honour of days, torn in grief and shame
This place won’t forget, and shall avenge the dead
Horror and pain, in desperate dismay.
Stench of decay emanates from your flesh
Glories of hell unfold their brutal grace
And recompose your limbs to rip apart again
Feeble minds will forget, and regrets come too late
In a life, decadent, debauchery a fool’s contempt
Did you forget those days of bragging disdain
That brought you to kneel, pathetically weeping now
Unearthly parade, marching through flames
Carrying in pieces the living flesh of the damned
Glories of hell bring hopes of repay, exultant souls face their own expiation
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Macabre Rebirth
03:47
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Awaken back to life, shall I see the shine of dawn?
Endless haze of a dark sleep to be strayed forever in
Stiff and dead flesh warm again for maggots that dream in my brain
Unfurl my shroud my senses sharpen to grope along the lid of my casket
My voice is the only breeze that blows in this grim cloister
Only silence and damp ground fills inside my coffin
Draped in insanity builds despair as screams betide my lunacy
A sleep to fathom deepest ground, will I arise in my darkest day?
Chimes death call through funeral rites to make me rise
Howls, lost souls, legions rotting walk the earth
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Funeral Dawn
04:03
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Black clouds shroud the earth, a cold embrace from foetal madness
Journey to the end, across the darkness; but is this a portrait of death?
Crush the brave hearts, their will force drowned in blood
Enter sleep in these fields, lifeless colours, worthless time
Morbid scene where thriving shadows swarm the funeral dawn
In the scorched promised land we prowl for memories
A barren city sleeps as dream turns to nightmare
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Burial Ground
02:06
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Existential gateway revealed in acrid stench
Tears its path open wide to your step, into the depth
I’m pleased to guide your way towards a nameless grave
Where you and thousands will find the everlasting world’s night
Mass decay under shrouds of hate, just below our steps, in the burial ground
Where your realm was burnt, and your hell begins
For eternity in the burial ground
Killing engines in rush, maximum cull time.
Massacre executed in cold blood, so precise.
Roots of a nation’s disintegration.
For the last time you’ll cry your vow, martyr pleas, worthless now
Mass decay under shrouds of hate just below our steps, in the burial ground
Where your realm was burnt, and your hell begins
For eternity in the burial ground
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Let Them Hang and Rot
03:21
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The tide roars with fear, the names that hang in shame
Across the gorge blown by the storm they swing within the rain
Tonight the gallows flash back
Seance for bereavement, bring forth the darkest days
Recalled this very instant last ritual for the slain
In the day of our vengeance, let them hang and rot
Still these corpses hang to garnish our path of dreams
And there they will remain blown by the breeze within the cold mist
Festivals of slaughter shall be held in death silence
Carnivals of hangmen eternal ceremonies in putrescence
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Terms of the Coven
04:25
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In the night of banished souls we rise for centuries longed this sacrifice
Fresh blood brings us back to life, see the gleam in the darkness, feel the knife
Ancient curse, sworn beyond the wicker flames summon the ghost
Procession moves across the fog, the wind brings us a canticle
It’s the cold whisper of the dead, disincarnate coven parade
A grim fascination snared in black contrition
Darkness retribution, join the fog’s procession
Paths left behind forgotten curse
Doomed souls’ toll in your dreams you’ll walk along
Trance nocturnal seance to die, phantasms march in ritual line
In the night of witches they will rise from their ancient graves to chase the light
Even though we hide they will entice those who by the coven abide
A funeral wake nocturnal march in the middle of the blackest night
Will you then believe your frozen eyes when they call your name to claim
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Gates of hell are bursting out through the walls stained with murder
Restless souls are back from regions still unknown
They never left these boundaries but stayed to haunt and sacrifice
One by one all of the victims that ignored the curse
For they join the dead that roam spell of wrath infects our homes
Streaks of blood drawn in the walls none will survive, grudge takes its toll
A relentless endeavour to erase the memory of a tragic result
Outcome of lies becomes the demon that tormented us every day
Torn to shreds these victims crawl to escape a timeless slaughter
Occurred in dimensions misplaced, now the doors towards damnation
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Leatherface
03:46
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Lost road strewn with carcasses, stench of road kill fills the air
Clans obscure, emaciated, shrine of peace is isolated
In the middle of those charred ways all that time left was a shrivelled face
Empty eyes, lagoons towards madness, womb of dreams and death
Screaming gates are opened wide, lose all hope through the night
A trip through rave has been bestowed to a place six feet below
Friends and relatives ripped in two. Severed, carved and hacked apart
Tortured souls bid you aloud, welcome to the slaughterhouse
Cutthroat ways and sharpened blades. Youth slain, blood sprays Pungent taste of death dismay.
Deformed nature mis-creation
Screaming gates are opened wide, lose all hope through the night
A trip through rave has been bestowed to a place six feet below
Friends and relatives ripped in two. Severed, carved and hacked apart
Tortured souls bid you aloud, welcome to the slaughterhouse
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In slow pace through my darkest embrace
Drift across the path towards nevermore
Flashbacks fit in those frames of time
Where your agony prolongs for your eyes to remind
Don’t cross the boundary of death,
don’t taste the terror of your imminent demise without seeing my smile
This shudder of your dismay death rattle laying face up
Last farewell exhaled on your death bed thrills your spine
In slow pace towards rotting ways your beloved ones left your forgotten carcass
Flashbacks bring me back to your mind While your vital functions approach a ruthless cessation
Regret and tearful eyes, whilst approaching your demise
During this cold last breath
In your deathbed, see my face
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Dies Holocaustum Bristol, UK
Launched in 2013 by Jon Alcover as a solo project, Dies Holocaustum exploded onto the Bristol Death Metal scene in 2018 after the addition of drummer Will Pearson (Body Harvest) and Rob Innell on Bass/Vocals. The recruitment of K-lum Schmit on guitars saw them shoot to the grand final of Bristol's Metal 2 the Masses competition in 2019, with a full-length album released in January 2020 ... more
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