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The Empyrean Creed

 

The Empyrean Creed

(album: Call Of The Void - 2019)


When all are liars, betrayal gifts both slave and sire
I won't desist
The king with his kill list, conviction contortionist
I know I can't resist

The void is calling
I can't rip out this fucking cancer
The void is calling
It offers me the only answer
The void is calling
The itch won't stop, I won't surrender
The void is calling
I want it all, in all it's splendour

Aphid, ascension
Rise into eternal kingdoms
Shed malignant skin
Remove all organism
Autophagous appetite
Detritus, all are victims
Outgrown, we've flown
Departed from our stale dominion

Murder of my flock will not suffice
I need to purge the sin within a battle I alone won't win this gift of blood, a global sacrifice

I can't bear the burden

I won't stand by a god who won't prove they exist
And let others rejoice with my vision dismissed
Create my own Eden, with death on display
Empyrean creed, the infallible way

When all are liars, betrayal gifts both slave and sire
I won't desist
The king with his kill list, conviction contortionist
I know I can't resist
When all are damned
Robes fashioned with the slaughtered lamb
To coexist
I cut their wrist, that's one less cyst that won't be missed
I hear the void it's calling

Murder of my flock will not suffice
I need to purge the sin within a battle I alone won't win this gift of blood, a global sacrifice

I can't bear the burden

I won't stand by a god who won't prove they exist
And let others rejoice with my vision dismissed
Create my own Eden, with death on display
Empyrean creed, the infallible way

My jaws are aching
For I feast upon my own self worth
I never tire from taking
I will gorge my way into my hearse
You think I care? You're mistaken
A morality fatality
And I will self destruct
For I am Icarus and every moment I fly closer to the sun

Burn!

My jaws are aching
For I feast upon my own self worth
I never tire from taking
I will gorge my way into my hearse
You think I care? You're mistaken
A morality fatality
And I will self destruct
For I am Icarus and every moment I fly closer to the sun

I can't bear the burden

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