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cancerous (band) - wicked wizardry كلمات الأغنية

arcane labirtynths unearthed in deepest of the dungeons

“within the hamlet the chalice lay in wait for thee
prospect, please bring back tale of what you see”

“is there life?”
“is there death?”

the tome is discovered

upon inspection, my name is engraved
and to its power i become enslaved
rabid intone blood pools upon the ground
the sound of dripping overwhelmingly profound

from the tome i conjure the dead
all the power resides in my head
as i stare at my fingertips
the blood and my soul eclipse
creating a beast at the fl!ck of my wrist

back in thine chambers, thine adage dawns upon me
and in this hour, it offers nothing but grief
trying to reason with what i have awakened
distorted vision a thirst for blood it manifests

dripping intensifies, my eyes begin to blind
i enter the nightmare and begin to twist time

emerging from the portal much more than immortal
now seeking blood satiating thirst the hunt is born

curse this fate
no clear escape

accept, indulge in hate
devoid of my lifesblood, reclamation through the tome

a gathering of scholars in the mess hall
naivety a common trait in congregations
the same trait that lead me to my downfall
i will lead a sermon their blood will answer my calls

attention my brothers

lend me thine ear, lend it to none other
and hear the words that i read from this tome

deplete your blood, let it flow on my throne
now go out and hunt, claim others blood for your own

into the night
a village ablaze with blood, fire & death
the purge i spearhead my alliance to thee kirk now diminished

sorcery black as the smoke from the pyres of the corpses burning, seared
severed limbs, ingesting liquids my bloodl-st worse than once feared

a stake through my heart
more is needed to keep me and the tome apart
resurrection my curse
repeatedly dying, wishing to inflict worse

this is only the start
more blood is needed to fuel this dying heart
bloodl-st is my curse

engulfed in my power
they suffer
i offer nothing but grief in our final hours

survivors bound in chains before me await judgement
sparks emit from my fingertips with which i accuse
and rightfully choose a punishment worthy

from the tome i conjure the dead
all the power resides in my head
as i stare at my fingertips my blood and soul eclipse

- cancerous band

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