Cold Becoming
de Ulcerate
Sleep now, willing hosts
In envy, accede to this void of life so bleak and fragile
There is only silence here
No resistance
A silent corrosion of mind
This innocence lost
The tide long retreating
You cannot see above the walls, encircling high
This sanctuary and its need, infectious
You will not see again
The infected will never see again
To claim this as nothing
You should not be of this world
Of those who preach death
Your words are poison
And those of stone in apathy
You crawl with them
You crawl with them in decay
This cold becoming never dethroned
Of those who claim this fire as nothing
I will forever despise
Más canciones de Ulcerate
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Inversion
Stare Into Death And Be Still
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Visceral Ends
Stare Into Death And Be Still
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Further Opening the Wounds
Cutting the Throat of God
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To Flow Through Ashen Hearts
Cutting the Throat of God
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Stare Into Death And Be Still
Stare Into Death And Be Still
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Exhale The Ash
Stare Into Death And Be Still
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Undying as an Apparition
Cutting the Throat of God
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Cutting the Throat of God
Cutting the Throat of God
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Dissolved Orders
Stare Into Death And Be Still
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The Dawn is Hollow
Cutting the Throat of God
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There Is No Horizon
Stare Into Death And Be Still
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The Lifeless Advance
Stare Into Death And Be Still
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Drawn Into The Next Void
Stare Into Death And Be Still
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Transfiguration In and Out of Worlds
Cutting the Throat of God
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Burnt Offering
The Coming of Genocide
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We Are Nil
Everything Is Fire
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Yield to Naught
Shrines of Paralysis
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Burning Skies
The Destroyers Of All
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Dead Oceans
The Destroyers Of All
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Beneath
The Destroyers Of All
